I just read this passage and found that my birthday is only half an hour away. There are many birthdays, but I seem to be an adult only once, breaking the rules. But this rule is harder than iron and stronger than steel, so just accept it.
I don't know what to say, but I always feel I should say something. Just like every child, he is introverted and has some expressions. Even though I am sleepy now, the room is steaming hot with the heating behind me, and the room temperature is comparable to that in summer. My mind seems to be dull. In my fantasy, I am a feather traveling with the wind. A dream lifted me up and left a series of footprints on the sea with my typing thumb. Of course, the footprints here should be fingerprints.
The last messy statement may be a portrayal of me these days. I seem to be busy all the time, but I seem to be particularly free. There are less than 100 days before the reform of the college entrance examination, but the road to reform is still a long way to go. ....
Who's behind this? He took my time, leaving no shadow, no pity! Such a cruel man! I sadly think that my past has brought me nothing. A skill? I don't have one at all. At the same time, I still don't get carefree. Look at my classmates now. I can't "do nothing" at all. They can play the saxophone in their mouths, carry the violin on their shoulders, play the piano with their left hand, turn the Rubik's cube with their right hand, dance ballet with their left foot, play football with their right foot, watch Cao Xueqin with one eye and Kafka with the other. It can be said that toad has a mouth, two eyes and four legs. However, this mouth is also amazing, and it is a kung fu, penetrating, articulate, and articulate. If you want to say that I have any advantages, look carefully-I have a good attitude!
I am thinking hopefully now, about me in the future and my future plans. In order to prolong life, what I want to do may not be fitness or health preservation, not:
Lycium barbarum soaked in latte,
Press Zusanli.
After that, brush your clothes,
Eat the old hen raw.
But to learn new things. I used to be passionate about these things, but the workbook and accuracy erased a little, or the nihilism in my mind. My self-consistency has not been properly constructed. It is dangerous to think without studying. This is my cage. I'm as empty as eating only one Yuanxiao in one night. Never mind, I used exaggerated rhetoric. )
I heard an interesting theory these days that different people have different perceptions of the length of time, which is also a theoretical support I hope. Another evidence is that my past passed quickly, which is a sad force majeure. My inability to return to heaven is like a person being buried alive, watching the sand gradually overflow a certain part of myself and counting shovels, just like an old monk counting beads. What the hell is he? I don't know, but what about him?
He can be as familiar with beading as he is with his palm, until beading is smoothed and smoothed gradually. Pray for peace, is it really so complicated? Or is it really necessary?
I am an empty bottle, and the poor water in it bothers me. Should I count beads or look at the sand in the shovel?
It's possible, it's possible. I can comfort myself like this, until the end of the world, all the meaning disappears. But after all, it is your own time, so let's waste it according to your own preferences. Just find what you like first.
Now, it is past twelve o'clock. We're all adults. Forget the meaning. It is so boring. Life is life, not imagination.
Wish me good night, wish me the moon with fifteen or sixteen circles.