Mood suiyu

I get up lazily almost every day. My mood is inexplicably heavy and heavy. I have no hope for life and no longer keep the so-called belief. I am always influenced by a lonely and bitter mood, after that, I will think about problems and treat life very sadly or Sadly. I don’t know how long the symptoms of autism last or how long it will last. But it is very strange that whenever I open the door of the office, these feelings will disappear instantly when I start to be busy with work trifles. Yes, even I can’t tell what kind of phenomenon it is. In short, it is like living in a divided world. Maybe everyone is a loyal contradiction, but this point is more prominent in my performance, and I will feel very inferior, so that I lose confidence and patience in life and life, surrounded by a kind of extremely lonely loneliness, feeling the nothingness given by life will also be super optimistic, enjoying the unbridled gains from friends to the fullest, and being happy to forget that you were still depressed the second before, it is hard to imagine that this second is extremely happy and sentimentally attached to life. It is not worthwhile to have nothing, including sufferings and pleasures. I often want to set a goal for myself and make myself close to a meaningful life as much as possible. It is very funny, they are always aborted in thinking, and then they are at a loss or calm. The only thing that appears is an attitude, a view towards life and life. I overestimated my own strength and ignored the power of time. I thought that what I could put down would become clearer in the limitless time. I thought that I would get involved in the disappearing space with the years forever. No one is born to be an angel, but he turns himself into a devil. I really don’t like that I am always too melodramatic when dealing with some things, such as love. I can’t say whether I believe it or not. I just got hurt when I used to believe it. I heard it again when I didn’t believe it. Later, sometimes I believe and sometimes I deny. The scope of activities is very small, so I seldom face problems that need to be decided. Sometimes I miss a certain feeling and suddenly come up with an impulsive idea, but when I think of the wounds I have suffered, the obstacles I may face, and the ending I don’t want, I feel timid. This kind of love is not allowed by myself, so I stopped and dared not to come forward. In the end, I still like to face these with plain mood. Even on blind dates, my mood can always remain calm, among which there are many intimate friends. Maybe for a long time in the past, I paid too much attention to love and asked too much for it, which seriously affected my attitude towards life, as a result, I am unhappy and even severely autistic. However, I always treat every destined person around me with great care, including friends, colleagues and relatives, because the happiness that love lacks is praying for compensation from these people, they are very guilty, so they decide to rebalance the relationship between them. It is spring and April in a flash, and the warm air shows the enthusiasm of summer. I like it very much. Stretch out my hand and borrow a ray of sunshine to drive away some gloom in my heart more or less, the other side of self-abasement is the understandable confidence. I believe that I will be strong enough in a certain period of low tide in my life, and gradually grow up or become more mature in a certain period of unsatisfactory days. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Stolen chapters of a one hour

It is three o’clock in the afternoon, no wind, no rain and no sunny day. I am alone in the open and quiet library Hall. There are small round tables and simple chairs in log color, and small and lovely green plants are placed on the table. Put down the exhaustion and the inner boredom, and look at the emptiness and spring outside the window quietly. A flower tree with purple and white colors is something I have never seen before. Those radish flowers that open in brown-red soil are shiny. There was a car passing by hurriedly, and the sound of dogs came. An old farmer was also seen walking slowly with pig grass and firewood. Here is the edge of the city, and also the treasure land for self-seeking. Perhaps only in such a place can the impetuous heart get a moment of peace. This is my first time to come here, which is a little different from my imagination. There was neither the bustle of people coming and going, nor the crowded seats. There is no modern electronic equipment to realize self-borrowing, and even not many books. There are few books in the borrowing room and few books in the literature area. There are some novels, proses and poems, but what I want to read may not be found, and what I find may not be what I like. I casually took two proses and an interesting exchange diary. There are not many kinds of magazines and newspapers in the reading room, and the number is also very small. Because of the reason that it was just decorated soon, the smell was pungent, and it was difficult to open my eyes after browsing several magazines in a hurry. I went downstairs to the area I liked, sat quietly, read the borrowed books, and found myself hungry. I thought it would be better if there was a cup of tea and a piece of bread. I like quietness, such a quiet place and simple prose. It is probably that I am empty-minded, unable to hold too many things, and unable to put myself in a noisy and complicated environment. I like life like short prose, which is clean and simple, fresh and natural, but the true feelings flow and intriguing. Without the thick and huge novels, without the elegance and difficulty of poetry. Yes, just a natural, a calm. If you get a period of leisure time and feel a kind of beauty, you will get a little happiness and a little satisfaction. The world is so big and time is so fast, I just want to stop my steps. It is said that the sound of flowers is like beautiful music, that life in spring can dance in the sun, and that as long as we are quiet enough, we can hear our hearts talking with ourselves, it is said that we can find an omnipotent language by listening to our own voices, and we can communicate and talk with everything around us. Then, let me calm down, stretch my body, put my hands flat, close my eyes and find the world that belongs to me. Now, at four o’clock in the afternoon, I should go home. Thank you for the small world of the library, for the hour that belongs to me, for the spring scenery outside the window, and for all the beauty. I will come again to the place where books are popular. I will listen to the voice of my heart. Busy life, I will be happy! Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…