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[Introduction]: a memory is like a desire to enjoy the romantic autumn rain, but it is drenched in a mess. Frankly speaking, I have the idea of crying.

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This is my understanding not long ago. In the morning when I just woke up, I ordered several sad songs one after another and sat at the door smoking. Looking at the changing crowd, follow the rhythm of time, step by step, slow down. The high mood keeps changing with the sad melody. It extends to the deepest heart. The original time can also be so unscrupulous. In cities around 7 o’clock in the morning, there are not many people running in the morning, but more people buying and selling. At the intersection of several corners, a group of children who went to school were waiting for the bus, and their parents were very concerned. Workers went to the high-rise building with enthusiastic voices and plain clothes. When those disappearing shadows passed by quickly, the voice of Clang finally cut through the only quiet beauty of this morning. After handing over the shift, I began to calculate how much time was left. I don’t know what I am looking forward? There will be more encounters on the unpredictable journey of the next stop. I feel really sad when I am alone. Should we go to such a distant place? Is the cost of growing up to learn to cope with the changing life? In order to get rid of me now, no matter whether it is bad or not in the future. After several days of walking, I have been carefully preserving such a persistent mood. Because I believe that what is waiting for me in front of me is the joy I think day and night. It is brewing and fermenting every minute and every second. At night, the bubbles of dreams are dense. In the past, I always felt that my world was too narrow. Try to get to know more people or something through the Internet. Finally, let emotion also be injected into it. Perhaps, those are not my most precious! Because the internet is always virtual, even if you invest more in Zheng, no one can accept it. After coming out, I was still the original one. I have a friend who has a simple personality. He who lacks confidence always finds himself in others’ eyes. The shoulder of the family put invisible shackles on him. But still insist, regardless of the reason. Compared with him, I can do a lot of things out of line. But he compared me to a negative class cautiously. I often teased him, saying that his world was a circle with layers of ultraviolet rays wrapped outside. Any one could run through his body. However, I always do what I want to do without fear, without any controversy. However, the world is originally a round body, I am forget to be unrealistic. Therefore, I found myself in his eyes. I dropped out of school early and originally planned to learn technology to seek a job for the future. Who knows that thoughts change so fast that even the bowl of plans is broken. Because I am not interested in any line, and always feel that the same life can kill me. I have loved several girls since I was twenty years old, but none of them likes me. ~~ Alas, I don’t know why, because I don’t know why. Or is it my original appearance that makes them feel that I am unreliable? ~~ Really sad! In fact, I like it very superficially, but I am just vulgar and spicy. ~~ If you want to change it, you need to change it. It looks like you are complaining. ~~ I have to keep a diary instead of getting along with others in daily life, which can let more people know about you. Only I am willing to be a fool and reveal my inner thoughts. So, don’t just look at my surface. In fact, my heart is also of great appreciation value. ~~ Absolutely, maybe I can still surf the Internet during this period of time, maybe I will be isolated from the world soon. It was not isolated from the world, but to go to a remote minority. This is not an extreme idea, but I complain that life is too good now, which makes me uneasy. Although I haven’t left yet, I want to say something honest before that and be an honest self. I am not a lover, but a lover. Willing to be a Lotus heart, in return for the bitter and long love of this life. Quote… “What is love in the world? It is called life and death. Ask the lotus root how much Silk there is, who knows who the Lotus Heart is suffering for.” I have never experienced strong emotions, so I am not a veteran of the wheel. The youngest first love is suffering from evil consequences and failing to live up to others’ affection. A memory was like a desire to enjoy the romantic autumn rain, but it was drenched in a mess. Frankly speaking, I have the idea of crying. But my tears are limited. I just want to flow for one person, integrate floods and flood the whole universe.

[Editor in charge: Yuehua]]

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