where will life take you?

I still remember that I once wrote an article “On the Road”, which was published in the log of QQ space by me. I never read it after it was published, and I didn’t open it again until one night when I sorted out the old manuscript. Turning to the bottom, I saw what a stranger left in my comment column. wherewilllifetakeyou? (Where will Life lead you?) At that time, I took a quick glance and didn’t think much about it, so I replied to the way to take us to heaven. Soon I saw his reply to heaven and got off work. I couldn’t stay there for a few minutes. Yes, what should we do if heaven is off duty? What are we chasing? Is it a rich material enjoyment? Or do you have to find something to do just because you are alive? Life is like an altar of wine which has been fermented for a long time and is full of strong fragrance. When you spend it freely, you feel that time is passing easily, but when you stop your rough steps, when turning around and chewing all kinds of things in the world, I found that some things were not as perfect or ugly as we imagined. The premise is that when you need to taste this feeling, you need to keep yourself in a neutral state. In this way, only through the vision of bystanders can we clearly know what life needs us to do. After the decision is made, we have to leave quickly before leaving work in heaven. When I arrived in heaven one day, my heart should never regret this kind of life. Tricycle tricycle is the work of Xiangzi in “Camel Xiangzi” described by Lao She. Now everyone is called tricycle, which was called rickshaw in the early days. This kind of car needs the driver to have good physical strength and endurance. No matter in the rainy and snowy winter lunar December or in the hot summer days of Xia Yang, they still have to hide in a corner and work hard for life. I seldom took this kind of car before. Every time when I sat on it, I looked at the slightly vicissitudes of the pedaling people in front of me. The buttocks will be like pins and needles. One morning, I was too anxious to hurry up. I took a three-round trip with my teeth clenched. Then I talked with a driver who could be my grandfather all the way. I asked him whether he was tired of pedaling like this every day, and he answered that he was still successful. I asked him whether he did business every day, but he answered that he was still successful. I asked him again. Don’t he feel wronged by repeating one thing every day? I obviously felt that his pedaling legs trembled. He coughed lightly and didn’t say any more. He didn’t ask me a word until I arrived at the destination and gave him money. He said, girl, do you feel wronged for the work you have to repeat every day? I thought for a while and then shook my head. He wiped his face with a towel around his neck and said, “Still, for life. Who would feel how wronged it is. Later, I thought there was something wrong with my own idea. All passers-by in the world have their own abilities to survive, and they eat by their abilities. It was not a big deal at all. I put it in my place, but it broke the way of survival because of my compassion. If everyone was my previous thought, wouldn’t the rickshaw drivers have to starve to death because of unemployment. What should be given to them is actually respect, not compassion. Each person really can’t choose his or her family background, but he or she shouldn’t have the distinction between nobility and nobility when he or she lives in the world. No matter which profession, it should be worthy of our respect. Learn to respect, just as life leads us to another pure land. If it can be done, there may be less truth that cannot be revealed in the world. Writing here, I remembered the sentence my friend asked. wherewilllifetakeyou? (Where will Life lead you?) I thought for a while this time. The place where life leads people should be the place where everyone yearns for pilgrimage. It’s just that there are some differences between my heart and yours. Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…

The perfect camouflage

Recently, I felt very happy and sad. Seeing that he could cheat me to my second aunt’s house every day and then sit down and stick to mahjong, I didn’t know anything but walked back alone, in fact every time I are very sad, because every day he can let I walk alone and he but night half past twelve all don’t come back, yesterday actually 1 point 50 back, remember two days ago, dopted mother asked me that you didn’t care him when he went to play cards? I smiled and said that whatever he did was not losing my money. That day, my second aunt also said that I was not angry when he played cards every day? Not angry? Don’t care? Is my heart really like this? I smiled and said that I didn’t lose my money, but no one saw the entanglement in my heart. How I wished I wouldn’t live with him like a shrew, I always told myself naively that he had a sense of propriety and reputation in his heart. I always told myself that he was good, but until yesterday I was completely disappointed. It was the fourth time, every time I said that I didn’t play cards today, I always took me to my second aunt’s house forcibly. But every time it turned out to be a lie. Mahjong might be better for him. I told myself to give him three chances, I won’t forgive after three times, because I always like the three principles that nothing can be done. But until he made it for the fourth time in a row, thinking that it was two or three o’clock in the morning when he woke up yesterday, and thinking that his mother said that they were very dangerous. I was so worried about him that I was afraid of his accident, unexpectedly, I got up from the bed and took the cellphone which was turned off without electricity. I hurried to find another battery to replace it, because the time of turning off the cellphone was not accurate, and I was afraid that I made a mistake, so I immediately went to QQ to check the time. The QQ time showed 12: 57. My heart was broken, and I was also scared. It hurt-because he didn’t care if I had any ideas, he was afraid because he came back at about 12: 30 in the past, but last night he was not afraid of his safety at midnight. I remember that the mahjong parlor of my second aunt’s was only open to 12: 00. Under the circumstance of extreme confusion, I dialed his phone and heard his slow voice on the other side of the phone. I knew he was safe and I was not afraid. But I woke up at 1: 50, it was almost two o’clock, listening to the shouting outside the door, I was heartbroken and anxious. How could he do this? I plan not to open the door, But he heard that he opened the door one by one, until he shouted for a long time and sighed deeply. He didn’t shout or knock at the door after a while, I thought he was walking back, and suddenly I was scared, because his mother said there were a lot of people smoking powder. I got up and opened the door in fear. There was no one outside, so I ran to the stairwell and looked at the bottom of the building, because I was afraid that he would go back so late and he was not safe, but he appeared behind me. It turned out that he went into the toilet. I don’t know why, I always tell myself that I must be a little poisonous, but I can’t be poisonous at all. I feel that I have become so humble. Is it true that Tang Qin said that there is no dignity in love? I don’t know. This afternoon, I lied to him that I went to the central market instead of eating. In fact, apart from not being hungry, the key point is his irresponsible language again and again, I am afraid that the happiness I see now is actually the pain of the future. I am afraid that the possession of today and tomorrow will not be mine, so I dare not accept it boldly and squander boldly, maybe I am too sentimental when others see me, but I don’t want to have that nothingness any more, because if I want to have it, I don’t want to lose it. I have had enough time to face hypocritical faces all day long, I have lived enough days of absorbing my human flesh and blood with the flags of charity, because people all call me ungrateful, but I have to endure the days of cooking without oil, When I was starving, the celebrities were particularly noble at the end of the day, while I became a real villain who passed through the real pain, recently, his words and deeds remind me of those black days in the past. My heart is so painful… July 5th 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…

Should I give up?

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