Light

It seemed that the days had passed for a long time. Everyone knew her age, but nobody could guess her age and temperament. As if she had the older experience of old people, she always walked a route wholeheartedly. After today, she could only walk tomorrow, instead of the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or jumping. I thought, the whole world is walking together today and tomorrow, but it is different ups and downs, different vigour, different smiles, different tears, and different helplessness, she teaches you different kinds of life and philosophy with different life experiences. Her broad and Broad Avenue philosophy is deeper than the sea and wider than the sky, because she holds boundless sea, distant and near Liao Kong, Earth, universe, or more, even everything, even herself. She can make everything flourish; She can make everything flooded; She can also make everything calm. She teaches you infinite thinking, infinite annoyance, infinite flowering and fruiting. Hum, I always think nonsense, this seems to be my usual mental illness. When you are depressed, you are affectionate; When you are calm, you are indifferent; When you are happy, you smile, or you burst into tears, or the excessively crowded sweat of depression is called tears, more. Obviously, my smile is rare. My world is more silent, and there are no high-profile songs in my world. I like it lightly and quietly. Because I am always like this in the days of being connected, I can only judge myself in this way, and I can only think in this way with my consistent temperament. It is the days that teach me, my life, my days. Maybe sometimes I muttered and murmured. In fact, all her arrangements in the days were not wrong, but she was in a mess. The days will continue after all. The old experience urged You, me and him. She still urged to take the same route, today and tomorrow. In the future …… light …… light… Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…