If life is just like the first sight

We often don’t know where each other is or who to ask. Sitting alone in the room in Endless Daze, even no one missing, will often fall into deeper panic, and become more and more confused, so I learned to be deeper alone. My friends occasionally advised me to go out for a walk and breathe the air in the wild when I was upset, which might relieve my nervous nerves temporarily. In fact, I also understand that it is not because I am used to being lonely, but because I am used to being lonely. When I was young, I liked to have colorful dreams. However, many dreams condensed into a kind of attachment that I couldn’t help myself. Sentimentally attached to the past, the deceased relatives, and the unrealized dreams. In every windy morning, the sunshine reflected into the hut along the carved glass, and when I shed warmth on my face, I was alert that I was not living in a dream. I have never thought about what I really want. The sun rises day by day and sets day by day. Every cycle of days has lost too many desires of all living beings. I imagined that one day I would become a loyal follower of the Buddha, throwing away flashy dreams and vulgar desires and listening to the teachings of the Buddha under the Bodhi tree. However, I still have desires, there is also love and hate. In this flashy world like a dream, I have also helped many people with my sincerity, which makes people around me have a feeling of success. I can’t live without them, just like they can’t let me go. In a sense, people live for desire. Desire is the extension of dreams. When dreams are hard to realize, desire becomes the most luxurious thing. But my desire is so shallow that I only need a hug and a long-lost greeting. I often miss my former friends, because after a long time, work changed one after another, contact information changed again and again, and friends almost became strangers, strange people may not recognize the shadow of the past even passing by each other. However, I still remember the previous happiness, the promise made under the willows by the lake; The red fish playing in the green water; The sparkling ripples rolled up by the breeze. Yes, I still remember that hazy and Green emotion, which started from the tranquil lake surface, but was buried in the deep lake bottom. The opera had just begun, but before I could taste it carefully, it ended hastily. Just as “one meter of Sunshine” said: the eternity that can’t be achieved in a lifetime may be condensed at a certain point; The brilliance that can’t be possessed in a lifetime may only be within that one meter. However, if you miss it, you will miss it. The short one meter of sunshine will only occasionally shine on people’s side, but not necessarily cover everyone’s surroundings. The sunshine that belongs to us is so short, but it still shines on us after all. Even if we miss it, we have left traces, at least we have got short happiness. The Buddha said, everything is unreal. I said, everything comes and goes is fate. Even if there is no result, we are still friends. We will miss each other and care about each other. Even if we are thousands of miles away, we cannot contact each other, still each other blessing. In the photo album of youth, there is no shadow of youth. I looked into the mirror carefully. On a familiar and strange face in the mirror, there was a clear tail with years growing out. It was silent and seemed like a lifetime. When the night fell, I lay on the bed, always lost in the dreamy dark night, feeling the interlacing of reality and dreams. Therefore, I began to look for sleepless pillow, trying to get rid of loneliness. If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan. I finally knew that the past had gone away from me. Fate was like a river with high tide. When the tide came, the wind and clouds surged. When the tide went, people went to the building. But in a flash, things were different. 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