Time over 21-year-old

After all, the sea corner and the end of the world are so far away, while the sea and the blue sky are so far away from each other. Time goes by forever. The sunshine is still so bright that it flies over the 80,000-mile horizon. The microwave in the North Sea spreads my thoughts about you, and the golden ripples are rippling in my heart, spread, spread eight hundred miles under his command, three thousand miles of blood and tears. One by one, the unforgettable awards were hung on the wall frame by frame. Not as crazy as ordinary people, not as ordinary people’s parkour. There are only the worship of knowledge and the search for truth. You always say that you like to take a walk in the countryside like mud and flowers and Jade dew, and use your favorite pen and book to spread the dripping ink on a piece of white paper. You always say, you like to lie on the green grass, looking at the white clouds and the blue sky. All you have in your room are the European and American literature books and your works which have a little history and have already faded. You always pretend to be very strong, but your heart can’t stand any rain and wind blowing. You always say that you are afraid of the darkness when the night comes, and what you are afraid of is not the fear of your heart, what I am afraid of is just the loneliness that comes from a sudden attack like a ferocious God and beast and your bitter memories of your 20 years of struggle. You always say that maturity is the bitter tears shining in your eyes with a smile. 20 years is too short for time, but for you, it is also very short, and you don’t want to recall the bitterness of the short time. Yes, there is no romance on a midsummer night of 17 years old, 20 Valentine’s Days Without lovers, and 20 birthday parties without lovers. All you have is your love for knowledge and your pursuit of your ideal. No one applauded for you, no one comforted me when you needed, no one cried in your heart when you smiled at others. But you are always so strong that you can’t let others see your vulnerability. Where are you now and where is your road. Sing a beautiful and happy song lightly, stop and cheer for your long journey! Mufeng, cheer up!!!!

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