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I always like listening to Sha Baoliang’s songs, half of which comes from his tone and half of which comes from his youth diary. Obviously, I have gone through youth, even far away from youth, but every time this melody rings in my ears, it seems that there is something in my heart. I wandered in the diary of youth, with confused steps one by one. I used to be young, dreamed, and really wandered in this diary of youth. When people reach middle age, they take stock of their own life every day, and most of them have something to do with youth more or less. Walking in the melody, the heart will occasionally be happy and lonely, and sometimes I will think of some tiny past branches, which are lingering in my mind and tight, you will feel that the heart is a little suffocated, and when the winding is loose, you will feel that they are gradually going far away with the years. In the cycle of life, I don’t know how many different movements of life will be played, and each chapter will happen to different people, wake up in the morning, in the computer downstairs, the lover was playing this song “youth Diary”. He went downstairs in a daze and sat beside the computer to enter the country with emotion. People also began to walk deep and shallow in the lyrics, unconsciously moistening their eyes, the silly look is regarded as a good joke by the lover again. Hey hey, girl, is there no morning washing water in our family? Well, someone did not wash his face with water this morning, and he washed his face with tears! I don’t know what kind of character I am. I always enter the country with the scenery and enter the country casually. I suddenly feel that there is also a good place to release myself, the words I typed intentionally or unintentionally have a good home to settle down. After the initial excitement, I still felt empty occasionally in my heart. On that day, I cleared up the QQ friends list, deleted some people, and didn’t know what I did from it, I just wanted to delete it, but suddenly I felt that there was no *** to chat with others, and I didn’t know what to say to others. Thinking of the initial days of surfing the Internet, I didn’t like talking with others very much, which was not like myself when I was young. Recalling my youth and youth, I was always the monitor of the class from primary school to high school. This item has never been changed from beginning to end. The accuracy of my language expression is always recognized by many people. I don’t know when it is. Speaking has gradually become something I hate. I don’t like places with many people. I don’t like the so-called online chat. I always feel that I can’t talk about anything, inexplicably, I felt that many of these people were not clean, but I didn’t realize that it was likely that I was putting myself in the cover at such a time. I like listening to soothing music, and also think that I can understand some kind of artistic conception that the music wants to express. In the end, you are your lover’s words. You should read less idle books and listen less to music. I think you are almost out of tune with others. Where? Where on earth do you have what your lover said! I like the sentence that life is like a play, and I also feel that life is a big play, a play performed by different people. There are you, me and him in the play. The opening is life, and the ending is death! Hehe, thinking like this, I suddenly feel that life and death are just two plots in the play, and two things that are indifferent. I recklessly classified the serial books I wrote in the red sleeve into the Jingjing Campus series. I felt regretful only after I entered it. There were all young and ignorant children in it, and it was impossible to think out, my lover joked that I am right. This is the place you like. Just stay there and why come out! Youth is just a process of life for everyone, just like the road we have traveled, there will always be ditches and obstacles, isn’t it! We will stop to enjoy more when the scenery on the road is good. Maybe because everyone leaves some young stories or some beautiful plots in his youth, we are extremely nostalgic for our youth and the romantic season that belongs to us. I like the beautiful and beautiful life, and I have been chasing that life state for many years. Later, when I was tired, tired and even hurt my family, I suddenly woke up and knew that there was no such life in this world, for example, the word “beauty” is often used when writing, but in real life, such words will not always match the reality one by one. If you are too infatuated to find this situation and too energetic with life, then the person who is exhausted in the end must be yourself, and it will never be others! This is not to say that we shouldn’t pursue it, but sometimes what we pursue is too unreal or too ethereal. Walking on the road of middle-aged life and sleepless at night, I was thinking, am I getting old like this? Funny, my parents don’t say old, how dare I say nonsense! The diary of youth records my beautiful or sour past, and I didn’t throw it away. That’s OK. What kind of realm do you still want in life, and I won’t be wandering, to put it bluntly, that is too unrealistic. No. In fact, the bearing capacity of life is basically the same, and life that likes to add weight to oneself may be more tiring. A person always feels confused when he has gone through childhood, youth, youth and middle age, thinking that he has understood life, seen through humanity and truly understood the meaning of life. Most of the time I mistakenly believe that I really understand life, but it is actually silly and ridiculous! 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