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Once, just like the past, there were a lot of things worth recalling. Missing is like scissors, sharp but leaving no trace. What I miss is just like what I never forget, folding it into a paper plane and making it fly further. That thread is like a scenery, which cannot be relieved, what I can get is the end that I cannot get. There is no end to the light. I don’t know whether the end of missing is an endless scar. I will continue and think in the light whether tomorrow can continue. As you said, I don’t want to continue, but it is contradictory. If you don’t want to anesthetize yourself, where to go? If you can, hope to continue, there is no nostalgia, why bother wandering in the contradiction, whether it is meaningful, whether it exists or dies, what can be left, only the false consciousness of the next generation, all the history will be altered, not for anything else, just because of the infinite desire of human beings. I don’t want to be stubborn, don’t want to miss, what have been left, what have been forgotten, what have been remembered, what have been abandoned, I always thought that people live for their own beliefs, if this is also considered as selfishness, I lost myself. What else can I do? I always imitate. In the existing light, I still have some reservations. I don’t intend to give up some things that shouldn’t be imitated. I don’t have faith, there is no reason. In fact, many times, I forget me. I put myself behind my humble position without explanation. There is no reason. There are already many things about the future. But in the end, I gave up, and I was also working hard. I didn’t know the consequences. It seemed that there was no reason. For the equality of human nature, if I could do it, where should I be at this time? I didn’t care, I don’t miss them either. There is no need to miss these things between understanding and not understanding, because I have never thought that maybe someday in the future, everything will end. I don’t care, everything can come again, why do I care, I am not the bitter fruit of the world of mortals, my nostalgia, strung into beads, one by one, don’t want to die, even at the end of time, everything can start again. What I miss may be just like what I sang in the song and many expectations in my heart. What about the future? I miss it and it bears beautiful fruits. Finally, it becomes a seed, buried in the soil, the blooming flowers climbed up the branches, green and Emerald. As you said, I don’t care. I don’t care what everything is for. I don’t matter, so there is nothing to miss. Indifference may be a helpless thought. I don’t want to prove it, but only to miss it, there is no need to learn. If you can’t understand many things, you give up. If you really give up, no matter what difficulties you have, you have to give up. I don’t miss them like this. I don’t understand what sand is, to be ruthless but affectionate, forget it, deceive yourself like this, useless reincarnation, gain. 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. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…