Ecru life color composition

He once used his pen name Hao Hao, Hao Hao to be a person, the story of Hao Hao. Three lines must have a name of love. In terms of the original mind, because of the General times, I always expect to be a man of nature and a composition of nature. Therefore, I always encourage myself by adopting the ID of being a man of great virtue. In normal days, I like to use some clumsy words to write some essays without chapters, sigh with emotion about the so-called life, face the troubled society, and complex interpersonal relationships like creeper growing wildly on the wall, there were always some tangles, some depression, and sometimes they leaned against the window for the first time and stared at the sky, thinking thoughtfully: Will God give me a pair of wise eyes? As the saying goes, stand at thirty. Lamenting that I was born in SI, and I have been living for more than days, where has I not been? Some friends and dolls praised a few words at that time. Haozi’s articles were still worth reading …. the satisfaction in my heart was just like the breakdown of shaving cream, which instantly enriched my heart. But in a flash, when the literati were poor in food and clothing, they could only add a little bit of interest to the living space by graffiti. I am afraid that you will study for a whole night, and smile for the shallow red face. I think it is very difficult. I remember that Haruki Murakami, a well-known Japanese writer, once said that no matter how talented you are, you may not be able to fill your stomach; But as long as you have keen intuition, you don’t have to worry about not being able to eat. A simple sentence defines the inferiority of literati. My keen intuition warned me to be a good person and be a true person. It is true that we are not literati. Recalling the past, there is nothing wrong with it. The literary dreams of our youth were also rampant. In the past and present, the plump myth tortured by the ups and downs of life has dried up. In the long river of life, what is surging is only your shadow. The true self may be the cobblestone lying quietly in the corner of the shore with silt. Years have baptized your innocence and naivety; Washed your moving track, but have you ever thought about it? The original edge has already disappeared, and the smoothness has been perfectly performed by us. After meditation, people are not saints. To err is human? I think it is not impossible to clearly recognize our past and change it. Be honest and upright, and write some essays with peace of mind. It is also a blessing in life. I would like to encourage you all.

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