A person’s Halo

After autumn, my enteritis recurred, and at the same time, my myocardial ischemia became more serious. Every day, my belly gurgling and singing, flustered and palpitation, and I couldn’t rest for a moment. These terrible and boring diseases always accompany me all the time. At the age of my age, I had already attached myself to aging in advance and struggled with disease. I smiled helplessly, but there was a smell of tears flowing underneath my heart. I locked myself completely in a piece of land belonging to myself, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, that person is a person. The expression is always in a trance, everything seems to be a nightmare, always a nightmare that is not awake, entangled. I completely indulged my selfishness, and I completely forgot the idea that I didn’t live only for one person. I abandon all the connections about myself that are public and completely controlled by the social environment. I just feel that I live only for myself and for myself! What a terrible mood this is! However, I turned a blind eye to it. I still lived the life I created as before and coordinated my ideology. I will build everything I have, fight alone, and do my own thing! I only know that moving forward like this is my choice and my idea. No one can stop, no one can disturb, I just stumbled forward towards the entanglement full of nightmares! At night, I always suffer from insomnia. I turned on the light, and in that dim halo, I checked myself and examined myself. I tortured my soul and tried to correct my poisoned thoughts. But everything is always in vain and in vain. In that Halo, I only saw my fragile and pale shadow, a weak heart and a gurgling stomach. And all of these are closely related to me. I won’t let anyone understand that in that Halo, I don’t want to be noticed, I just want to forget. Being completely forgotten and buried by the world in his own halo is the call of freedom and happiness, the monologue of a person in his halo or his eulogy, deep eulogies that no one can understand! The autumn wind rose, and pieces of yellow leaves were falling. I don’t understand what autumn actually gives people? Mature? Harvest? Sad? Lonely? Lonely? I don’t want to know, nor do I want to explore. I just want to stay in my halo, comfort my body with recurrent enteritis and myocardial ischemia and my bewildered soul by the warmth of that halo. I just want to warm myself and know myself in that halo. At midnight, the abdomen was causing trouble again. Sleepy eyes, holding a flashlight, went to the toilet a mile away. It was another lonely Halo, dragging a lonely and long tail. I saw my weak shadow and vulnerable body, in that Halo, confusion, wandering and trembling. I could feel my pale face, like a white paper soaked in water. In the Halo with its tail dragging, I was in a hurry, but there was no expression. In the halo, it is just a dim little-known symbol, yes, it is just a symbol! In a person’s halo, a person is just a strange symbol of himself?! In many days in autumn, I turned off my mobile phone and all the communication. I am not willing to open a certain road to the outside world. I am just willing to talk with myself or monologue in my halo, whenever and wherever. I am willing to express it voluntarily or a way to escape from the troubles of the world. So don’t disturb me any more, and don’t destroy my halo, my mind! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…