A little impression.
An older past event.
Love and hate entanglement.
Thinking people have loved people in my heart.
Warm and beautiful past.
Time is desolate.
Then feel that tears are still clear.
A person shouted with a person's name on the edge of the cliff of Qingcheng Mountain.
A girl is waiting, tears in the wind.
I used to believe that the so-called long-lasting, those romantic, but they can't remember, such as smoke, those who have no longer believe in.
The ending of the fate gives us, just call us to spread your hand. It is a hole. No promise. There is no eternal. But we have always let them believe there is there.
I have always believed that there is a person in the world, waiting there. Just don't know where will it appear.
Always waiting for alone. Perhaps this will have a life.
It is nothing to do so, and it is a clear.
Years have rolled in front of my eyes, bright and turned, like a bright fireworks. Ting my eyes.
Time is not everything, it covers a silent void, and once, it is dead to be ignorant. Once a person understands time, he has an intake of intake with pain.
Time makes the greatness into small, proud turn into sorrow, make the juvenile expectation to become a silence of the old age, so that everything is meaningful, only it is eternal, even if it suddenly turns into ashes at some time.
It works with silence, feeling all of myself, feeling it, and it has become a bunch of ashes.
I am strong in my heart, I feel that there is a pair of homogeneous eyes, which makes me have a fuzzy sense of mission, I feel important to this life. The shortness of life is small, and I have shown the face, I feel the fantasy.
I can understand that my life is positioned in the time and space coordinates, and he will no longer be proud. The years in front of you look important, this is just the feelings of life now, and the time is moving evenly, it doesn't matter. All sharp calls and powerful overnight will illusion to the long and unsatisfactory color of the neutrality. Life and death, pain and joy, greatness, small, success and failure, hope to be desperate, love and hate ... twisted, penetrate, aggregate, mutually stirring, until the last boundary gradually disappeared.
Looking to the sky, light blue sky, and the wind blow, surrounded by no one.
A huge quiet and Anxiang floats from where they are shrouded my heart.
One person, like a drop of water in the sea, what can I worry about sad? The meaning of life has also become embarrassed, and the disturbance of the world is difficult to understand.
Time is joy and sorrow.
In the moment of history, the world is in a hurry, no matter how vigorous or ourselves, its significance will gradually fade in the background, so that it will go to the void.
Rui, that is still an inconsistent hindrance in my heart.
Perhaps it represents a memories of time I have passed, and I have been in a young time, I don't know when I can dissipate in the wind.
It's like a time of time, although I lost the shape of the existence, but still feel that it is still everywhere, still dissolving in your breath, entanglement is in your one, let you feel it clearly, It seems to be with your consciousness and a total of life forever until all have become void.
Like the fox in the "Little Prince", once you diet, your life is new, will distinguish a special footsteps from all your footsteps, from this footsteps The sound is only divided into two types: its footsteps and others' footsteps. Everything in the eyes is no longer the same, becoming related to it. I have loved it, I will no longer be myself, and everything is only a unique, you will be in turn, others seem to be ordinary things in your opinion but it is The most precious because it is yours. This is only. The world is different in every person's eyes because everyone has a fox who belongs to him.
After this kind of understanding, the distressed is still there, and there is no change in the place, prove this conscious virtual float. In this infinite universe, in the flow of endless time, this bitter is not in the big river, but it is my most painful life feeling, this feeling is only only Myself. So, the world is the world in human senses. One person can only understand the world from her base point, so that friends have a relatives, such a small mediocrity change, the pain and happiness, it makes sense. Things that will eventually become a thing is still worth doing, everything in the world can be explained.
Regarding life, after thinking, there is no way to go, but I have to go back to face the real problem of only my humble soup, which is the most life and texture. Although this is true That kind of norful and tall-skinned small caption. After all, a person still has to survive, even if he is so thoroughly realized everything. For him, the temporary sink is absolutely meaningful.
Time is rolling.
Everything is so weak, but the soul of people can't avoid it. People always go back to the reality of self-survival, this reality is a mentally negation and mocking, just as this kind of reality is also a thin negation and laughing. In this counterfeit and ridicule, it is the sacredness of life meaning. Recognizing that the last goal of this life can only be alive, better alive, you have no heart to struggle, but in vain, step by step accepted the reality of approaching, gradually disintegrating the wishes of the resistance, and the heart is full of sorrow.
The cold wind blows on the face, and the tears are cold.
I have a cruel awake. Although it is unforgettable, although it is unforgettable, this is not the only life.
I am always waiting.
I have an illusion when I have a sensible time, I feel that there is a deep spiritual world behind the secular world in real life, which is an unparalleled eternal world. The meaning of life is only there to get the final proof, and the life in front is just the preparation before the real life is launched. I am always waiting for a new life from the light shining, how many years come, I am eager to take on my heart, but there is always no more to bear, all the efforts have not exceeded the meaning of personal existence, this I understand that I want to bear anything else.
Today, the university's 4 years of years have lived in front of my eyes, I finally knew that day will never arrive. It is no longer awkward, but it is so clear that the temporary finish of life is no longer embarrassed.
I used to believe that I have already drinking the legendary drunken dream, but I clearly remember that there was a girl who thought of her thoughts on every piece of paper in 1000 missions. Thousands of paper cranes, once accompanied me in countless days.
I thought I can easily open this, and finally I finally discovered that my heart was still in the distance, never really left. How can I forget? So I have to admit that when you can't have anything else, you can do it, don't forget.
At a stage of life, there is no need to go back.
I am still waiting, although this kind of work is getting more and more clear.
Love finally passed.
The four years of nightmare I have finally ended.
On this night, I once again revisited the movie. I didn't have tears in my eyes. I have lost the agitation pain and sadness.
No longer regret.
From the front of the love, all kinds of peers were unconsciously turned into a little water wave, and gradually became farther, it was not visible.
When we were young, we wanted to pursue what you want to get, I got more, I finally got it, I found that I really want to have it, but I didn't get it? When I really got it, I really got up because I think that I was really got. Finally, I want to come back, but life is not allowed, I am not yesterday. Life is not wrong, it is only existence.
So I no longer regret it.
So I am no longer distressed.
I remembered four years ago.
That is a day in the afternoon of the University, I have finished "the world of Su Ni" in the classroom. At the moment of the book, an emotion is not until, in the heart, rushing.
I felt that this life came to this world is not accidental, there is a magical force arranged, I have been worthy of a certain mission. At that moment, I decided to reject the mediocrity of happiness without hesitation, giving the world an unexpected surprise in a certain day.
Finally, I have confirmed the simple fact that I have refused to admit in my heart. I only have a generous person, and I have no great mission to wait for me to complete, nor a mysterious promise makes this life in a certain day. Mysterious brilliance . The world doesn't need me to bear what, God is not created me for a particular purpose, and there is no unknowing force to have special arrangements for their existence. Those pursuits that have been considered to have an extraordinary meaning are just a way to survive to themselves, and their ordinary essence is gradually revealed.
Since this world doesn't really lose anything, then the meaning of life is the meaning of the life, the mediocrity life is the most fulfilled reason. The career is actually a better way to survive yourself.
The existence of life must exist in this way before the end, this is meaningful, I can't help but think about it, there is some kind of opinion. Because of this meaning, the things that should have worked hard to do, the struggle of life can't give up, after all, the real demand for life is in the virtual response.
For a mediocre life, temporaryness means everything.
The ordinary people have no history, and the meaning of his existence is itself, he has no choice.
I, and I have been here, I have come, I have been in the ancient deceased in the end of the world. I can't make another life in the past and the present, I can't imagine that all sacrifices and pain will be strangely returned in the depths of the years, but the pain is just the painful experience of the pain.
At the back of time, it is a vast empty sway.
Today, after another life process, it is painful, I understand myself in this world.
After understanding, it is more awake, it seems that there is not sweet, but it feels more helpless, it is not good.
How many years, I laughed in my heart and refused, but now I realized that mediocrity is so natural. Mediocheng life is also true life, mediocre life is also a truly meaningful life. This means that as the life process has lost, do not leave the last traces. The past ridicule and refuse itself, today should be launched and refused.
I told myself in my heart that is the honest voice facing life.
I have a sadness in my heart, for myself, for this world.
I can't avoid this feeling, it makes me look illusory realistic everything.
There is another kind of awake awareness in rebelling, alive is alive, and others are illusory. I finally gone. Thinking about more than 4 years of university years, this is coming, some nostalgia is a little scared, there is absolutely no courage to take this day again. I will end this kind of spiritual extension that seems to be not ended tomorrow.
My heart has been floating in the wind and can't find a rest. I have to slowly tired, so I used to take a net name to Idea - Ice City. Here I lost everything that cherished, I used to happiness, I am young, and I am thinking about the future. The years have returned.
How many things go to my heart but they are like smoke.
All anxiety, pain, hope, disappointment, fight, all the meaning is very vague. Nothing is more than a temporary reminder than a temporary existence, especially when this is unlimited. I am so clearly realized that life is only so fast in the endless time, and it is just a chance to have a chance to have a chance to have a chance.
I always feel that there is potential connection in this, but I can't find the clues of communication. Everything has become a sigh, everything is as pale, all the sighs of the past.
Those days are increasingly becoming abstract concepts in my heart. Those days are like a flashing light in memory, and like a dream of sleeping. Sometimes I think of myself will have a untrue feeling, not like I have experienced it, I am like the story from the book or someone tells me something.
When I tried to recall it seriously, I lost a transparent time tunnel in my heart. It was plentiful in the sun. I flicted in the mist, I can't see the sights. Last night, dreaming with a strange force, the strange obstacle in my heart, the closed heart crashed in that moment, and the hidden memory rushed to rush so vivid.
I repeatedly ask yourself, what is the last meaning?
In this unusual and real gap, I realized the existence of life.
In the ashes of time, in the long-term emotion of the empty horizon, he is struggling to engrave a lightweight hierarchy, telling any people living in the future, where many years ago, in the end of the world, those flat and faint The mediocre people have also existed in time.
The fate is a built-in hand. We stand it. Like a piece of chess, I found that I have always been manipulated for others.
Some people have said this, if we are just a butterfly that flies with the sea, then let the butterfly fall into the loneliness of the sea, and the beautiful solidity of the life is gentle.
Gather, love, then, leave.
Turning into flames, forming a beautiful ashes, raising, like a fireworks.
