Time

Time flies, blink. It seems that this blue planet is just a village, and it seems that a century is not long. It seems that the purity of human beings is to live in the sleep of time, waiting to be awakened by reality, will fall into half awake grief. I lived so carelessly, one year, ten years, two decades, as if I were in a hurry. I followed the secular rules to be a student with excellent grades and do a decent and stable job, I interpret the ordinary life with a busy and hard work. The vicissitudes of life weathered the years, and in a hurry that year, it became a blown sand, which could not be caught or left. I remember Beidao said that we had dreams at that time, about literature, about love and about traveling across the world. Then when we tasted literature and love and traveled around the world, would dreams still exist. How sad it is, no matter whether the dream is realized or not, life will eventually be shattered. I clearly see Nietzsche’s destruction, an old dream, is torn into pieces alive. No wonder Nietzsche said it was the impulse of Dionysus, no wonder Beidao drinks in the middle of the night. When the cups meet, it is the sound of broken dreams. After staying in Guanshan village for only half a day, the village was built in ancient style with one named Tongque. Because of the relationship between Guanshan village and the Three Kingdoms, it was natural to think of the poem of Tongque spring which deeply locked two Qiao, I think if the east wind is weak, will Er Qiao wither? The empty pavilion is doomed to not be able to hold Er Qiao’s beauty, or deliberately indulged Zhou Lang’s dream. From the harmony of the spring breeze, listening to the sadness of hundreds of birds, to the bleak evening of copper Sparrow, shaking down the tomb field, this high city with sunset is unique to the loneliness of the piano and the loneliness and deep pine, no longer the bone of Jianan. Now, looking at the clothes woven by time in front of the tongquetai, the history has been disconsoled. I hope that I can be like Zhou Lang, and also have a dream of God’s achievement, and never wake up. Never wake up, which reminds me of Zhang Xiaoxian’s saying that never say goodbye. She said that only by forgetting the years and time can she forget the pain, while I said that only by living in a dream can she have no pain and let go too much, seeing too much, but after all, we have experienced pain. Time can heal our wounds, but time is also the easiest to uncover scars. At some time, when we suddenly think of it, we will suffer abruptly, that kind of pain is often more severe than the experience. Time treats me, just like everyone. It is ruthless after all. When I wake up, in the bronze sparrow door, although the story has ended for thousands of years, the Green Door ring, still knocking the wooden door which had been sleeping for hundreds of years. In the little rust, I heard a boy telling his inner immortality in a low voice, muttering and repeating his dream. It is still about literature, love and travel across the world, but when he grows up, he will lose the right to dream and the cruelty of half dreaming and half waking. No one can escape the time. When we are woken up by the reality and get the so-called maturity, we will fall into the sorrow of Half Dream and half wake up. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…