Complex

I always want to make life a poem, sometimes simple, sometimes delicate, but unexpectedly, life has become a song without melody, sometimes unreliable, sometimes out of tune. In these leisure days, I always want to write something and replace the boring life with a little busyness. As a result, when I wanted to write something, the pen could not fall down, so I had to sit in front of the window helplessly, looking out of the window quietly. Sometimes, I get used to using a pen to hold a cup of green tea in a room with only one person, put a light melody, and put all my worries into the pen in a meditation. Some people say that people who like words are emotional and have an affair with loneliness. In this life, I can’t meet each other the loneliest. Encountered, still lonely. In retrospect, those who have experienced, are experiencing, and have not experienced in the light and shadow years seem to gradually become clear in the heart; Those who have gained, lost, and hope, but in the smile, it suddenly faded into scenery. So sometimes, I always look at something sadly and love someone lonely. When the Magnolia blossomed, my heart was silent again: I survived a year firmly. I always want to forget every irrelevant person in my life, and then try my best to remember the person who passed by myself. Just like some time when I always think of someone, then happiness is in the corner of my eyes, and happiness is in my heart. Some people also said: We have a heart, which was once carried in our chest so hot that there was no place to place it. We couldn’t wait to find someone to share the temperature. We never thought that it would cool down one day, it was so cold that we had to tighten ourselves and be careful, fearing that even the only warmth could not be kept. When we were young, we also had the same dream. When I grew up, I found that I could not understand those things because I was young, but I was no longer young when I understood them; That person could only hold hands and depend on each other in a dream. After waking up from a dream, it broke that delicate and beautiful heart. In the days when dreams were stranded, I realized how fragile and powerless language was. Once I suddenly felt that I was lucky when some people came in and made my life sweet inexplicably. However, life was not stable at that time, and we should have used all the time without pressure to make progress and strive to maintain the ability to be independent. However, I chose comfort and began to enjoy extravagance without scruple. When everything you have disappears in front of you, until you can see your naivety clearly. Only then did I realize that I once wanted to live a life as a poem. The simple thought before was so ridiculous now. I have lived for more than 20 years, and it has also been ridiculous for more than 20 years. Walking all the way, searching all the way, but also lost all the way. When there was no one, I still told myself not to cry. You just went back to the time when no one listened. Through the prosperity, every trace of loneliness is not the thinking after the fireworks dance. Therefore, I thought about another kind of life. I was so proud that I couldn’t help watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; I didn’t want to leave or stay, and it was like the clouds outside the sky. You really understand the ridicule of others and yourself. Sometimes I can’t help sighing like this: how tired it is to live! Those unhappy days are like losing yourself and hesitating to find it back. I don’t like this kind of life, and often warn myself not to follow the rules. After a long time of change, I finally met myself again, but I couldn’t see myself more and more clearly. When I suddenly looked back on those years I had gone through, I was surprised to find that what life had given me was not different from others. In the life presented in my vision, everyone is actually the same. What is different is that we lack a calm mind. Therefore, I found hundreds of reasons to convince myself: to live the life you want to live, listen to the songs you want to listen to, see the scenery you want to see, do what you want to do, love the people and things you want to love. Face life with a simple mind. If you can’t put it down in your heart, it will naturally become a burden. The more burden you have, the happier your life will be. Complex love and care, simple heart is easy to be happy. Simple, simple heart, life will be simple, happiness will grow. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

Way

The graduation reception was held in a restaurant. After the dinner, the classmates who were as friendly as hands and feet for several years were going to go their own way. Some people were afraid that they would never see each other again in their lives. In the campus in July, there was a deep sense of separation, just like an endless net, which covered the graduating class students from head to foot tightly, making people dull and out of breath. Dozens of students in the class paid special attention to the graduation reception and changed into formal dresses one after another. However, the smiles on their faces were somewhat reluctant, just like squeezed out. At this moment, I was like a different person, holding a glass and toasting to teachers and classmates one by one. The glass was filled with deep friendship and deep blessings and strong concerns for several years. The classmates drank freely, blushed one by one. Their words were not neat enough, and they could not distinguish between the north and the South. The soft-hearted female classmate, wiping her red and swollen eyes, left quietly. The classmates who were too close to each other at ordinary times were still drinking one cup after another, and the drinks flowed down the chin, shouting repeatedly in their mouths; Another Cup, and wish you a pleasant journey! Several brothers in the dormitory helped each other out of the restaurant. No one was willing to go back and wanted to stay every minute and every second more. Several people strolled aimlessly along the neon flashing street. Some people were greedy and shouted to eat baked potatoes. Everyone danced with excitement like a child. In that city full of youth and vitality, the peddlers of baked potatoes can be seen everywhere. Potatoes, big and small, were baked on the brazier, and the peddlers incited several charcoal fires from time to time. The air was filled with the fragrant fragrance emitted by potatoes, which made people unable to help drooling. The sweet-mouthed female classmate was busy bargaining with the peddlers, the big one was 5 cents and the small one was 3 cents. The peddler saw a lot of people and smiled so hard that he could not close his mouth. He scraped the potato skin in a hurry. After peeling, he cut the brown and fragrant potato with a knife and spread spicy chili powder in the middle. If in those past days, none of my classmates would give up anyone, and everyone liked to eat baked potatoes. If you didn’t let me, I wouldn’t let him. It would be the most wonderful and unforgettable happy time in my study career! But at this moment, everyone became polite, pushing and giving up each other. The potatoes in their hands were still the same, and everyone bit a bite. A bunch of baked potatoes became cold, and they had to give them to the peddlers as they were. At the beginning, everyone was still rushing to speak. When they were talking, the number of people who spoke decreased. The later there was no one to speak, and our world gradually became silent. Someone buried his head against his chest, someone twisted his face aside, and I don’t know who sang such a song softly: when you step on the platform and walk alone, and I can only give you deep blessings, and wish you a pleasant journey…… One by one, I sang softly, singing and singing, my eyes unconsciously filled with tears! The lights over the city went out gradually. My deskmate and I helped find a small hotel with 5 yuan for one night. Holding the handrail of the stairs step by step, she climbed up the swaying ladder and stumbled through the narrow and long corridor. Her deskmate jumped into the humid and low room at one end and pressed heavily on the wooden bed which was squeaking and screaming, shouting vaguely with a burp:…… Brother, you are the eldest son of your family, your father passed away, the burden on your shoulder…… Not light…… There are still many things waiting for you to do…… Many…… Trip…… Downwind! My deskmate pulled up a loud snort, but I felt no sleepiness even though I had a splitting headache. Four years ago, I came to this strange city with colorful dreams and started my 4-year technical secondary school life. When I gradually integrated into this city and began to like it, I came to the front quietly after graduation. Before I had time to prepare, the bell of parting had already rang, but where was the road ahead? I also want to listen to the familiar and crisp ringtone for class, take a look at the kind smiling faces of teachers and classmates, and sit in the mosquito net with flickering candlelight, read a New Year greeting card sent by classmates…… I came to the narrow corridor with clothes, and the poplar trees in the yard were swaying back and forth in the night wind, as if telling me; Go all the way and have a pleasant journey! I couldn’t help anymore. Hot tears fell down one by one, floating in the city I deeply loved…… Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…