Mood sidelights

In July, the sun was scorching, and the sunshine seemed to have the ambition of never giving up until everything was cooked. Everything had to surrender in front of it. If you are interested in beating eggs on the road at noon, I believe that a fragrant egg cake will certainly fill your hungry stomach. Sweat is like rain. It is too late to use it at this moment. The sweat at this time is neither flowing nor dripping. It should be pouring or shedding. A continuous scorching sun and long wind made my mood particularly depressed, and some thoughts were as lush as the green in this summer. No matter what you do, you are listless. There is always a nameless fire burning in your heart, so that your husband and children dare not talk to me. I just want to stay alone in the air-conditioned room, lying on the bed, quietly looking at the ceiling, thinking nothing and doing nothing, with a blank mind and messy thinking, it’s just a body whose blood is still flowing …… people often feel depressed or annoyed without any reason, which is inexplicable. All of these may have nothing to do with others, but their occasional mood. Some fleeting plots have become stories for us to read. The dreams we once pursued persistently, with the waste of time, wander quietly at the fingertips, deeply shallow and fragmentary. What I once said is also the same as the tired fallen flowers in the late spring. After this hot summer, who can remember those stories stranded in the flowing years? No matter how much they care about their relatives, lovers, friends and children, they are destined to be passers-by in life. Everyone must run according to their own life track. In the end, they can only walk alone, A person performs his own joys and sorrows, and a person helplessly appreciates the scenery belonging to others. Second, relatives or friends who once devoted themselves to it and poured out their hearts and lungs would become passers-by or treat each other coldly because of their casual neglect or unwittingly on one aspect. Human feelings are warm and the world is hot and cold, what kind of heartache will this moment be. People who thought that they could share weal and woe with each other forever turned out to be regarded as enemies. What’s more, they were dirty words, swords and swords, fists and fists. They seemed to have deep hatred that they would die soon and never see each other. Love book is like paper, sad? Pain? Once you get money benefits, no matter family affection, friendship or love will become so vulnerable. A kind of indescribable feeling has passed in the bottom of my heart, shallow and shallow. I know that I am destined to be a lonely person. Even though I have tried my best, I still can’t escape the reincarnation of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Third, try hard to make yourself an open-minded and indifferent person. Live plain and simple, plain, quiet and indifferent. I always like to do things in a low profile, not to show off, not to be proud, to be self-disciplined, and to be kind-oriented. I like to be alone quietly and taste the ups and downs of life quietly. I like to stay in front of one side of the screen and knock my mind quietly, flowing shallow between my fingers; I like to stare blankly at the rolling tea in the Cup, and understand that tea is like life; I like to taste the ups and downs of life in sad and cheerful music. I see, life is always so calm, Water Moon Mirror Flower. I like to stand on the balcony in the dead of night, looking at the deep sky, letting my thoughts fly all over the sky, stretching out my hand to hold the trace, the softness of the wisps of clouds, and the trace lingering gently, that touch of warm moonlight infused into the sea of heart, warm and dense; The breeze combed the scattered hair from time to time, itchy; The rhythm of the lover came from the room; The cool night, quiet, quiet such as me. A feeling, a feeling. My mood will fly in July. July is in full swing, warm and warm, calm and heavy, just like this plain life. When the wind blows, life is also like this. Before a gust of wind, many splendid stories are open Happily. The butterfly flies and the warbler dances. When the wind passes, just a few withered petals are held in the palm of your hand. Suddenly, my heart became relieved. Life was just like this. I came and went in a hurry. There was nothing that I couldn’t let go of. I didn’t bring death or death, and everything was empty, empty as I…..

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