A person’s night

Originally, I wanted to sleep in the dormitory alone at night. I didn’t want to sleep when I lay down after work. Later, I was woken up by my colleagues who didn’t have a snack. It seemed that there was something unfinished that made me get up casually, when I heard this song when I was not sleepy, many things had become notes of the night after being immersed. Walking out of the quiet long night in the frog sound of the headset, many voices had gone away. The familiar person, the familiar villages and streets left in the dark sound box, and many happy smiling faces dispersed in the fireworks. They wanted to smoke a cigarette, in the burning past, I vaguely recall the passing youth and vague old events, as well as the figure that can only be recalled in the dead of night. All of these dispersed to the night sky in the sound of Soothing flute. I think I am still living in my own soul, walking in the silent night sky. I think the soul I am waiting for is still waving a flag in the Ethereal. I want to catch up with her. The night is too dark, I couldn’t see her face clearly. I was still looking for her. In fact, she was not in the notes of the night at all. She had disappeared in the horizon. Looking at the lamp tube at night, the white wall and the hot laptop and screen, we actually live in the unreal text of the Internet. The sound of tapping the keyboard can be heard faintly. I don’t belong to myself in this dark night. I think my heart is not indifferent and lonely in the dark night. But I couldn’t fall asleep. My mind was like a river flowing endlessly. I was the floating grass in the river. Night mood like first snow fleet, snow, Between the white town and the village, I stood alone and devoutly on the platform where I went home, sitting quietly by the window of the train, watching the snow gathering on the track, which condensed my wish for winter, how far is the way home? I saw the ferry in my hometown village staying in the embrace of snowflakes. It was a pure fairy tale world and dream, and I forgot to leave a precious thing in the noisy city, the wind and frost flashed before my eyes. The girl wearing the red scarf left a long platform and finally became a little light, lighting a lonely night. I landed in the dark, the white snow light lit up my way home. The lights were dim. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the city had become blurred. I hoped to land on the eaves of my hometown like a snowflake, when the sun came out, it melted like running water. The man was already outside the sky. I couldn’t think clearly. I had to forget it before I could relax. So all the changes are ethereal and distant, nothing is no longer important, ethereal, desire in the sky without a trace, depressed for a long time in my heart with clouds dissipated, those familiar smiles flowing in front of my eyes, like the meteor shower passing through the sky, the beloved woman looked back and waved her hands. The beautiful dimples were scattered on the sky in the afternoon, and there were also unprinted lips. The Heaven and Earth were passing through mountains and streams, in the jungle and Green Beach, life is so remote and long, crossing the mountains and mountains, walking further and further, in the heaven on earth. The canyon is vast and boundless, and life is originally hard and circuitous, reflecting the broadness and depth of the universe. It stays with the wind, and is self-contained. The Heart is accompanied by clouds, and people go with the shadow. Everything goes with the fate, and the source. At four o’clock in the morning, there was no sleepiness. In fact, sleeping too much was meaningless to me. Many nights were used to writing something to bid farewell to this kind of living condition, preferring to live happily, I don’t want to go with the flow. I would rather stay up late to see my soul than live in a form and strange mode without thoughts and characters. In fact, I am not used to this kind of life. If I want to change myself, I have to find a better breakthrough. At dawn, I have to get used to my daily work and life. Everyone never gets used to starting like this. That’s Life. No matter whether you accept the sun rising on the horizon or not, the morning bird starts to sing. I can’t understand the singing. Life lies in sports. I ran a few laps on the playground, I feel a little hungry, ha ha, the day begins again. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. 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Recent happiness

Looking at the end of this holiday, I know that we all have to go back to that place to continue our dreams. Time is like a fast-flowing water, and none of us knows where it will run in the end. I can only cherish the happiness in my hands and live a better life with it. After working for a week, I earned a few hundred yuan, and gradually witnessed some people’s affairs. Sometimes I will encounter annoying people and things, but I still want to laugh foolishly and don’t get angry with anyone. There were too many unworthy people in this world, so I began to learn to live calmly. After returning home, I met some people and tried hard not to let myself feel sorry. The world was so crowded and fast that I didn’t know who would be there as soon as I turned around. With the gradually crowded scenery, we all forgot the beauty of walking. Whether the fish will be lonely or not, it will wander back and forth in the water, and the eyes will see you too far and too close, which will always be ignored by you. It looks like half a year ago, with new playmates, I don’t know if loneliness will remain. Its home is in Enshi, but I can’t take it back. I often want to look at those feelings in those years and the things in the diary. How unforgettable it will be. Books are still my favorite. When I was alone, I was very lucky to have happy memories. Only when Laifu is sick can his family think of its goodness. For eight years, dogs, like people, have accumulated a lot of memories. We often forget the happiness of the nearest place until we lose it, only then do we want to come again, which will be cherished. It is sunny and rainy. Like Enshi, it is difficult for this city to have a blue sky, but once it appears, it must be the most charming. On the stop-and-go Road, I often get lost. There are so many forks, thank you for being around me. I want to go to some places and continue my favorite wandering. I started to plan my study and life in the next year and wanted to arrange it in advance, so that I wouldn’t be at a loss. Life is a circle, and we don’t know where it will always be. If you are too lazy for a long time, you will suddenly be unaccustomed to it. If you are not accustomed to the approach of your mother, you will often cry, not sad, but just want to cry. Sometimes it is too simple and ignorant, DSLR is a kind of hate. Sitting in the pirate ship in the Old Square, I forgot to worry. The spinning wind was roaring in my ears. I looked at each of them around me and screamed back and forth. My voice was blocked in my throat and could not be sent out from beginning to end. I have been lonely for too long and started not to struggle. Listening to the wind and rain, listening to the sound of you scattered in my ears, I slowly recall that period of time by myself and exchange it with my whole life. Plant flowers, plant grass, plant all the hopes of this year. Dream is a kind of light, with the brightest fire. Looking at the fragrant days in the pages, I suddenly expect a quiet rain, the simple happiness jumping along the tip of hair, his “Hello Tomorrow”, his “get used to loneliness”, my “grow up and become lonely”, milk coffee, singing our lonely mind. A cup of tea in the transparent glass, you can never see its bitterness, ups and downs, just like life, it is inevitable to rise and fall, I look at their still indulged distressed eyes, squander, of course, I have been arguing willfully. White hair, wrinkles, so old, without my horizon, who can accompany you to the cape! Occasionally I would listen to sad songs in a quiet night, and the lonely wind outside the window pounced on the other side of the mountain from one side of the mountain. Occasionally I would still think of those faces, and the sadness of frowning eyebrows was still so obvious, sometimes I suffer from insomnia, but I still feel bitterly cold when I tighten the quilt alone, sometimes I feel uneasy, sometimes I become mature, sometimes I feel indifferent, sometimes I think it is a kind of punishment and atonement, just think that I am still thinking about it, missing your good, but don’t want to go back. Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. 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