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In He

Sunny Day, dazzling sun. Yong scattered people, numb hearts, strange streets. I was aimless, a little quiet around me, and my mood was alcohol, which numb my cerebellum and soul. People come and go, who is pursuing, who is waiting, who is escaping, who cares who? I was just a lonely sail boat in the sea of people. When I couldn’t keep up with the sea, I sank. On sunny days, girls will show off their beautiful coats, and those messy figures will make up the scenery of the city. And what should I wear? Deep in my heart, I want to put on a piece of clothes. Her name is Hope. Hope is always a beautiful word, and it is always associated with beauty. If I am silent, what I can blurt out is lying to myself, I don’t know what my hope is now, or what I hope on Earth. My hope is confused. I also want to put on a dress. She is called confidence, just like what I always do. There is nothing I can do except not let the sun rise from the West. I know that is called arrogance, but it is better than nothing. Now I am numb and degenerate. My confidence and I are running away together. I also want to put on a piece of clothes. His name is stubbornness, and the mistakes are all right. Once upon a time, I took my own path and let others say it again and again, reality has sharpened me, and stubbornness has surrendered. Put on a low profile, let him rise and fall, just flow under his feet. Put on the guard and let him change. I wish the girl of the right size in the wasted years! It was spring all of a sudden. It was too late to look back on last night’s dream. The New Day was almost over again. It was swaying and confused. It was hard to understand why I was 24. In a flash, you are married at the same table, and the fun and slapstick you used to make are still in your eyes. In a flash, my mother was old, and the young figure was defeated by the ruthless years. In a flash, the old city was diverted, and that antique courtyard was buried by the ash of cement. One moment ”’ and another moment ”’ Time is a screen, 24 years, wave the moment, it will broadcast to the end. I am just an audience. I am moved and indifferent when watching scenes. When I saw that I wanted to be qualified for a role in life, it was out of place. I went to the fork again, left or right! The choice is Ant. It is small, but it will colic the heart. It is numerous, but it is just an idea. Let’s move forward, maybe the scenery will be better. I go straight! I couldn’t help standing on my feet when I wore familiar songs in the convenience store on the roadside. I am too familiar, but I am unfamiliar. I try to search in my memory for those lost beauties, but I am no longer young! I can’t stand those beautiful things as precious collections! The wind raging, I couldn’t help holding myself tightly. The street lamp was on, reminding me that today’s story is coming to an end, and tomorrow is a new chapter. And I kept repeating yesterday’s story. Why did the literati make the storm more violent? Was he crazy or the world crazy? In the drunken night, how many people are making puppets of thoughts, how many people are wearing masks, and how many people are looking forward to a new day. I want to know how many people still remember me and how many people will care about me. Next moment, who will care, sinner, who will want? Sinner, who do you want? Pedestrians rushed to the next wonderful scene. They were walking towards their own happy harbor, and people like me. They walked in the void, not to the end, but kept walking. Tired, took a nap in a place without mercy, bitter, looked at the fuzzy figure in front of the window without anyone to listen to yourself, hurt, find a gray lick addicted to the wound. The young man who was once a cow couldn’t be boisterous now. He was crazy and would be angry for a piece of red cloth. Exhausted everything, just made a wedding dress, in exchange for a smile from the audience! It was midnight, and it was time for me to wander alone. I couldn’t help thinking that my face was cold. Evil nicotine flows in the blood in other places! Single dreary! Written from Space Day to the midnight of 090319 Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. 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