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In front of the window, there were some pens, some notebooks, and floating particles in the air, which touched the sun in the whole house and poured a floating heart. Scattered pens lay in the corner without light. The spider webs are tied up regularly every day, with a thick layer, which stops without any reason for suspension. Jinghua is a lonely woman. Looking at the track of spiders, she can’t help admiring what power makes them so obsessed with netting. Whether there is a place for dreams in the ups and downs and the dim lights. If there is, where will it be? Why do you pursue so hard, in exchange for a tired heart and an experienced heart. Don’t laugh peacefully, don’t sleep comfortably, and feel uneasy all over your body. A long time ago, elite was used to living happily and painfully with a pen carrying some kind of demand deep in his heart. The pen in the air was always fixed on the desk, and the thick notebook was enough to bury layers of dust. The friendship in high school was like overflowing water, without returning to the water in the Cup, sweet memories and faint love. The past three years flashed by, and the number of elite notebooks also increased, which was enough to fill her whole life. When you are in a bad mood, writing words is also a very enjoyable thing. The feeling of sweat and shower is enough to put down some tedious things. There is a sentence written in The Notebook: Believe in yourself and use a pen to show the most brilliant moment in your life. The most conspicuous thing in life is not achievement, but the process of doing what you like and realizing it. Scattered pens shed a lonely and uncleanable heart. The floating and heavy heart always makes us in hesitation and have no choice in many directions. When a person travels alone, there are many memories on the way. The bitterness and pursuit all the way are invisible. As the saying goes: another village of Liuan Huaming always repeats the unrealizable reality, but we still firmly believe in our pursuit all the time, stubbornly touching our head and bleeding blood, and we are not willing to admit defeat. Walk away smartly and enjoy the lonely aging and persistent faith. It precipitates the impetuous and flashy heart, enjoys the calm and calm mind, and looks at the world.

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