Mixed thoughts (the mind of a wandering person)

I opened my favorite diary, and there was no trace of words on the blank paper. Suddenly, the inner feeling was that some important memory was lost. But when writing, I don’t know how to record it. Those words become unfamiliar and the words become stiff. I don’t know why this inexplicable feeling occurs? I am an ordinary person, like many people, a migrant worker who worked at the highest level in the factory. In 2004, with a dream, he was full of lofty sentiments and stayed away from his homeland and relatives, wandering in a foreign land, I came to this bustling city to draw my own blueprint. 3.1 line of life, today repeat yesterday’s trajectory, the same operation every day, the sound of the machine has become the Symphony of our migrant workers, the dusty working environment is my second home. Youth and beauty are ruthlessly plundered on the assembly line and production line, leaving us only an inconspicuous salary. People become numb and dull with shame, and lose their longing and pursuit for dreams. The young man who was once full of passion and passion was no longer in the sunshine, but more in the embarrassment and helplessness of life! I am a person who is so sad that he always loves Li Qingzhao’s graceful and restrained style, so my words are always mixed with some sadness and desolation. I love writing and I like to swim in the ocean of writing. I like flying in the sky of words. I like to fill my inner emptiness with words. I like to vent my emotions with words. In the words, there is a true platform of my heart and my yearning for pursuing beautiful things! I am a person who likes to recall the past, and he likes to record every bit of life and every footprint on the journey of life with words. When it comes to the year of Wei, you may giggle or be sad when you open the record you left and trace the memory of the past. But for me, it also gave me the most valuable spiritual sustenance and eternal history in my later years. The night in the city is very beautiful! Gorgeous very busy! The traffic was crowded with people, and the voice was full of people, but I was lonely. A person hesitates in a rented house of less than ten square meters. In this limited space, there is no machine rumbling, no noise, no supercilious eyes, no blame, no intrigue, for me, this is also the only pure land that is given to me in this city, and the harbor where my heart is cherished. Here, I can look up at the ceiling and giggle blankly; Here, I can cry willingly; Here, I can have fantastic fantasies, here, loneliness and loneliness accompany me twice; Here, I don’t need to hide or disguise; Here, no one pays attention to me, no one cares about me; Here,. A person quietly leaned against the corner of the wall and fell down. The Cold Wall was the same as my heart, without some warm breath. Accidentally, I turned on the radio in my mobile phone and listened to “the cloud of hometown” hosted by Guangdong radio station’s colorful 1043 Jiangnan, resonating with the master in the story and enjoying it freely. 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. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…