Wind Sing

When I was working recently, I couldn’t stop imagining the past. If at every intersection of my past life, I chose a different path from now on. Isn’t it eager for a speed to rush out of this maze? But those abandoned choices and roads were just like a hurdle in front of me. Don’t let me desecrate those joys and sorrows! I instinctively refuse every past event with righteousness and seriousness. But they lingered in my heart as if the fire did not extinguish and the water did not dry up. It is like a song widely spread in previous life. When I couldn’t get rid of these entanglements, the hatred came to my face. And when the hatred came, the pain also came. This makes me confused. How much can I have and how much will I lose? Is this a continuous cutting and confusion? When thinking like this, the evil thoughts in my heart will surpass the good thoughts day after day! So I began to look for a good day, singing a little rain and crying desperately so that I could understand what money was going on. I think hard work is the greatest reward for those who love themselves. Unfortunately, no, there is nothing in the world to pay off except money! It’s just like you don’t know how long you can live after death, which makes you sad. When I returned to my home which was not noisy at all regardless of time and season. Only then did I find that this reckless action was like a stroke of God, driving away another sudden life. I don’t care about gains and losses any more. God gave it to you, and God will take it back. You will lose as much as you have and die. Even if, cut ceaseless, tangled. We just want to be a person, not a fairy! There will always be time for us to understand how weak the black and white memories will be when those anxious and vigorous memories are washed out by time! Just like now, I don’t know if I can remember those past just by simply missing me? Late at night, listen to the wind, listen to the wind!!

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