A person’s day

A person’s life is always lazy. I open my eyes every day, open the curtains casually, raise my arms to cover the dazzling sunshine, and I feel it is a kind of happiness. After all, I am still alive. I came to this city built of reinforced concrete with unwillingness to fate, and made an expedition towards the world of spiritual belief. Tiangaodehou do not know, human initial. I twisted my body desperately, just wanting myself not to be easily corroded by the colorful life and then paralyzed. I only know that I am a woman, but I want to live like a man. Breaking off your fingers, all the past, youth time is not much. When youth passes away little by little, the notes of the soul are filled with sweat and bitterness. We, young people, used to spend as much as we could, and then spent the rest of our time desperately saving the time of being entertained by ourselves. With slender fingers to grasp the Gap of Time, helpless, it eventually lost to time. That is our youth! After all, I have left a series of firm and confused footprints. Hold the glass lightly, fill yesterday’s sadness and drink to the moon alone, swallow the stomach full of melancholy. Take the fleeting time and mess up the floating life. I remember that year, she often looked up at the sky and talked about her ideal with the Stars and the moon alone. Although she didn’t know what the ideal looked like at that time, she often heard people talking about it, so she thought it was cool to talk about it. Naive and innocent and lovely, I love that girl. In this year, she was easily captured by setbacks, changed her mind shamelessly and forgot the prototype of her ideal. She was complicated and looked ferocious instantly. I hated and loved her. Walking on the noisy street corner, looking around, it seemed that I couldn’t find a small position belonging to me. Red light, green light, yellow light. Stop, walk, wander. Passing vehicles and pedestrians shuttle through each other. They are actually the same as me. They are all a corner of this city and slaves of this city and life. Among these people, there are poor people, millions of rich people, and beggars who live on begging. Some people are experiencing the pain of losing their relatives, some are ecstatic about getting rich overnight, some are busy rushing for tomorrow’s meeting, and some are drinking coffee, listening to music and enjoying life, that’s Life. I am just a tiny dust in the desert, a small drop of water when the sea shoots waves and flowers. No matter sorrow and joy, pain or hardship, you must always stand up and accept all the baptism given by God. In our life, we can forget rights and honors, but the years we have experienced are unforgettable. Find out the past in the dusty memory and have a hangover, recalling the feelings and feelings at the beginning. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…