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For a long time, my emotions have been in a sentimental state. It is easy to touch the scene and live in love. I am very nostalgic. A novel, a TV play and a movie can easily make my tears flow, not affectation, there is no falsity, and it is indeed so real. Most of the time, I will walk slowly in the garden with quiet environment or on the path in the field, letting the breeze blow my long hair and my thoughts fly, most of the time, I miss the past of old people, and then slowly look forward to my future. How should my life path go? I am often confused and have many assumptions. However, facing the reality, an invisible rope is always binding myself. Sometimes I feel that I am a bird in a cage, sometimes I feel that I am an Angel with broken wings, unable to fly to the blue sky that belongs to me, so, every time I hear Zhao Chuan’s “I am a little bird”, I want to shout loudly and hysterically, vent it, I am a little bird, it is not high to fly, I am looking for it, searching and searching …… searching and searching, cold and desolate, miserable. Cold, most difficult jiang xi. Three Cups and two cups of light wine, how can he be in a hurry when he comes late! The Wild Goose passed by and was sad, but we met each other in the old days. The ground was covered with yellow flowers and gaunt. Now who can pick it? Guarding the window, how can I give birth to darkness alone! The phoenix tree is also drizzling, until dusk, bit by bit. This is the first word of sorrow! And my sorrow, sometimes is inexplicable, sometimes is because of something deep sorrow, sorrow is hard to say, although, not as sad as Li Qingzhao,, I can also worry about such heartache and indifference! Everyone has pursuits, yearnings and longings, and I am no exception. I always hope that I can be a woman who shows elegance when I raise my hand. Although I am not of high quality and have no natural beauty, I am not very talented, but I have the advantage of treating others sincerely, and I am trying to improve my cultural quality and cultivate myself, trying to be an intellectual woman! This is what a simple woman like me pursues. She doesn’t expect prosperity, but only wants to have the characteristics of an excellent woman. Therefore, I am trying hard to put into action. However, most of the time, those who know me, those who know my temperament and don’t know me always think that I am demanding too much, pursuing perfection, loving romance and unrealistic, which is the feeling I give to outsiders. I like all beautiful things, beautiful flowers and plants, lush trees, fresh air, pleasant zither music, beautiful songs, graceful dancing, beautiful clothes, etc. Beautiful things, I can always brighten my eyes and enjoy it. I believe that everyone who is full of love loves beauty. Therefore, I can appreciate and feel them silently and quietly with the truest feeling in my heart. Be a light woman, not floating, not impetuous, not fighting, not robbing, staying alone in your own corner, not vanity, not envy, live every day lightly and be the most real self. 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…

Unwilling

Lying alone in bed, I don’t want to think or think about anything. I have been recalling in recent days, looking through all the things I have left, in different places and in different periods. It seems that those days that I can’t go back can lie quietly in places that are not noticed. Only I am pursuing my own past. I doubted again and again, and hesitated again and again. Until now, I am still not sure whether I can live up to the past. Although I have told myself many times, the real beginning should start from this moment I am a person who likes nostalgia and likes to look for things that I have never seen in the process of nostalgia, no matter good or bad. Some people say that this is a reaction of lack of security, some say that this is a choice that doesn’t like the status quo, and some say that I may be trapped in the whirlpool of the past too deep. I don’t want to correct or deny all kinds of different sayings, because I don’t know what I am doing! Of course, I have also spent time thinking about it, but it seems that I can get different results every time. Looking back at those fleeting times, I felt flustered, confused, scared and regretful inexplicably. When there were some tears streaming down my face, I felt as if I was looking at stories that didn’t belong to me from my own standpoint. It may be because of the sadness of the unreachable self in the story, and for the unreachable self. Past of time! Not long ago, I silently made a small wish that I would never let down the past time. At that time, I carefully arranged dreams one after another in that secret place. I was afraid of being pried out, so I planned to take care of them with my heart. -Later? Yet there was no good start but a bad ending came to an end, which betrayed his promise like that. I am not willing to blame others, but I am not willing to punish myself, but is there any way to have the best of both sides? Let me know that my IQ is not enough, so I don’t know where to start. If I don’t recall it deliberately, then those things that are not deep or shallow should disappear without trace! Although I haven’t reached the age of senile dementia, sometimes I feel like I have amnesia. Things that happened a few days ago will become blurred, and things that happened a few years ago will be forgotten completely, the terrible thing is to forget that some people who came to my life once heard that they could meet about 2000 people in their life, but I don’t know whether I will meet so many. I always feel that meeting thousands of people can only pass by, but the people who really meet and know each other are less than one in ten thousand, so sometimes it seems a little confused. However, those confused times still passed. Although they did not pass quickly, they were finally left in an invisible place. In the past, I always thought that life was long and time would walk slowly, but when I walked, I found that the time I had passed had been pulled apart for a long time, as if it would come to the end of my life soon. At this time, I found that my wrong thoughts could not change anything. I didn’t know whether I could rely on my own efforts to retain anything except recalling them over and over again. In fact, I just want to keep some of my own time and traces in it. It’s still true: may you and I live up to the past time! 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…