Glasses frame outside world

When I took off my glasses, I found that the world was far away from me, but I slowly melted into this vague and real world. If this feeling of distance and distance is known to anyone except me, it will certainly become an incredible joke that will always be remembered. Or maybe, this is not as simple as a joke, just like the fact that the sun rises to the West one day, people will finally realize that their past time is just checking the old running books about yesterday one after another. Writing down this paragraph, I also secretly feel ridiculous. Why? I think I am just pretending to be lofty in order to escape from some thoughts in my heart. In fact, it is not up to me to decide whether to be clear or not, and whether to escape or not has nothing to do with life. The reason is just like that I like drinking coffee and I like drinking coffee. The former is due to habit, while the latter is time accumulation, which will develop into our common life later. I have been busy for three years, but it seems that I have done nothing. After talking about growing up, I lived a peaceful life day by day, without the sense of fame about city-state construction in middle school, I don’t have the wonderful hope for the future, which made me dream excited when I looked up at the starry sky when I was a child, leaving only a teacup willing to accompany me to grow old and the less fragrant tea I drink. After all, my life still lacks something, a sense of reality that I can’t describe with words, and a fiction that I can’t describe to others easily. I am is really lucky that I have myopia. Therefore, as long as I am alone, I will take off the frame without hesitation, looking for the world of mortals that I can see clearly with my naked eyes. However, just tonight, I must turn off the light in the room. I opened the notebook and gently knocked the keyboard aimlessly. I am not recording my feelings. On the contrary, this hazy night is telling the past which is bounded by this moment through the mirror behind me. I understand the mood of the night a bit, and it seems that I don’t understand the loneliness of the night at all. She hoped that the words I wrote would turn into a bright moon to foil this dim night without moonlight, or do you want to write what she wants to say in her heart by my hand, but only hope that I am the only reader of her? I may not understand today. So, what about tomorrow or the future? It is also completely unknown. However, night, especially the night without the moon, she is the deepest and loneliest. It is so deep that people yearn for it, and the loneliness is incomparable Noble. I wonder why the real people who accompany with words, poets or writers are so happy but so lonely in the eyes of the world? I don’t answer this question, nor am I able to answer it. Because, I don’t know how the real freedom is, nor how to describe the so-called loneliness or loneliness in specific images. However, I am happy and lonely, happy and lonely. Sometimes, I also think that novels are actually the truth of life. I really admire those writers who have written all kinds of reasoning novels. What they write are not only the cries in their hearts, but also the expectations in others’ hearts. This reminds me of a sentence that a man once said to the heroine in a novel: I like reasoning novels, and there is an obvious boundary between good and evil in them. However, in real life, there is only a vague boundary between good and evil. I remembered this sentence, and therefore I recognized my enthusiasm and persistence for writing more. Finally, I clearly realized that life is life, that’s all. Among them, there are seeds of hope you want to pursue and unbearable memories you want to abandon. And whether you accept or choose to escape, in the end, you still have to say goodbye to the day, enter the night, and then go to sleep quietly. Therefore, I couldn’t help asking myself: when there is a conflict between legal system and human relations, which side will I prefer? That is to say, on this question, I am prefer emotion or reason? Of course, neutral reply can not make me feel at ease at all. On the contrary, it will make me feel more guilty and guilty. Therefore, I tried to face my own difficulties. I have to rethink and admit that I am a person, a member of a real crowd. No one can get rid of the gap between reality and ideal, nor can he get rid of the shackles set by fate and time. Therefore, we have to rely on dreams to live on. If we want to live out our personality style, it will certainly breed desires. With desire, desire will gradually expand, and then life will become a snowball-like mystery. Life is the form of reincarnation, and this kind of mystery will get bigger and bigger, so that we all reluctantly give up conjecture and accept all kinds of options given by fate numbly, which leads to this life, few epiphany. Therefore, I can’t answer my previous questions, because I am an individual who agrees with the existence of defects and accepts himself as human beings. However, no matter how good it is, I still like the night alone, quietly, with a sincerity, revealing countless falsehood in my heart. I don’t need others’ sympathy, but silently shed tears for others’ misfortune, and totally ignore the truth and falsity. Because life has never abandoned any happy and lonely soul, and the night without moon is as pure as always. As long as you feel that you are shortsighted, and whether your eyes are blurred or your heart is confused, please tell the truth to your ears and heart for yourself, and take off the visible and invisible glasses, listen to the sound of time passing quietly, have a look at the distant and close light shadow, and feel a calm without today, yesterday and tomorrow. Indeed, myopia is very good. The world is really as far as imagined……

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