The hot and cold weather has driven most people crazy, but I don't, because they all say I'm crazy.

What I think is that it's the simplicity that makes the madness, and I just have the ability to 'do it right away'.

Of course, it is not aimless and thoughtless.

Every afternoon in the evening when I was alone, I felt a sense of emptiness, but I didn't know where it came from, so I regained the joy of music, listened to it and went along, and after thinking about it, fortunately I still have rock 'n' roll.

Life is so unpredictable, we have too many emotions to intersect, when different words can't communicate, maybe music can resonate with your heart and mine. Have you ever tried to spend a while collecting all the music that makes your heart feel good? I haven't tried it.

But I guess it must have been a journey to find myself all the way.

When I poured water, I looked up at the bedside and saw that the kumquat tree that had almost survived the cold with me had sprouted new leaves, and I felt as if I had just seen spring but spring was about to leave, and I sighed that time waits for no one.

Everything is enough, but there is not enough time, and I am still wasting a lot of time overall, just because of my ignorance and stupidity, I don't know how to make better use of my time, except for love, part-time jobs, games, almost I don't want to have anything else to do, it's really wasted to the extreme.

Things change faster than you pee, a few seconds slower than flipping through a book, and not as fast as turning your face. I was the most temperamental of the three siblings since I was a child, but now I have become approachable in the eyes of others, and I always feel like I am scolding, and I don't know how to express myself for a while. It's not right to think about it, isn't it ironic? Maybe I'm thinking too darkly. However, it is still my principle to do things and not people, and maybe this is the reason. Of course, I'm going to keep going.

In fact, no matter how things change and change, sincere emotions should be indelible for everyone. The past, the heart, the nostalgia and regret, the taste in the heart is only understood by oneself, and how to express it, even words such as "indescribable" and "indescribable" cannot really express the meaning they want to express.

So you can feel what it feels like for others to hear what you say, and those who understand will naturally understand.

At this moment, a sentence suddenly popped out of my head: you should have a higher pursuit in the field you are good at, and you can't waste your talent. To be honest, what you are doing and what you want to do are often incomprehensible to others, so you can only insist, so it is really valuable to meet like-minded friends!

Recently, I have been deeply touched by the fact that no matter what happens, who or what situations you encounter, you have to show your attitude. This is important. That's it.

Human beings are really stupid animals, some things, some people, don't say what they shouldn't say, don't say what they should say. Some people say: "The so-called growing up, that is, you know what it is, the so-called maturity, that is, you know and deliberately say that you don't know", I secretly think that this is pretending to be forced, sometimes a reminder, a sentence can help others without talking, this is called immaturity, maturity is to know how to deal with people, not pretending to be old.

In fact, in the past two days, a lot of things have invaded my brain, and I used to have an attitude of refusal, but I didn't expect to sleep and deal with it wonderfully, the human brain is really amazing.

What is the relationship between expectation and planning, and how much buffer do you leave yourself to face your pessimism?

When you achieve a lot of things but forget the original intention, I am trying to change the habit, the reason is that when you get used to something or a certain behavior, speech, in fact, you have lost control of it, only constantly strange and constantly try to be familiar, in the process, we are the most vital group of people.

Many things we will regret, many things will be blocked in our hearts, many things will make us gradually lose trust in each other, how can we continue to move forward in this muddy world? The person who has been with you may push you to the cliff at any time, and the person who has been supporting you may turn away at any time and die. We have to learn to be strong on our own.

Sometimes when you occasionally lower your head between lives, will you see the hot blood red in your palms, think about the source of strength in your heart, what has pushed you to where you are now, what can you do with these hands, and what can you still hold.

Sometimes, inexplicably quiet, a glass of water, a lamp, when emotions accumulate, what comes to my heart is the regret in my heart, and what is deeper and deeper is the love in my heart, and it is difficult to express it like a familiar passer-by, the distant back intermittently tortures the memory in the head, and the frowning brow is like a great enemy.

Stories will be washed away and forgotten by time, do you write your own stories with reference to my memoirs, whether there is a silhouette of me in the light in the subsections, and whether there are tears we shed for each other between the lines of the page. In the end, the ending of the story will be remembered, good people will be expected to be rewarded with good, and maybe there will be a sequel.

Loneliness is that the mountains piled up by longing, this pseudo-literature and art are small stones blown down by the wind in the mountains, and the small stones will also rest in the rolling down, and the mountains will only get higher and higher.

The world is so big that you think you can escape anything, from fate, from God, if you can find a place far enough away, so you run away. Fleeing to the ends of the earth, where it is safe, quiet and warm, where the salty sea breeze comforts you, and the dangerous tranquility is left behind, it is the enjoyment of grief, maybe for a moment... You believe you've escaped.

We are habitual animals, attracted to the safety and comfort of familiar things, but what if familiar things become insecure?

There is too much helplessness in life, if you want to get something, you have to give up other things, you don't know if it will become your capital to show off in the future, there is no need to argue about some things, and there is no need to live or die, just do it, pull it down if it doesn't work, maintain kindness and gratitude, and at this point in your life, you should throw away the feelings that you shouldn't have.

I know what causes many failures and setbacks, and I am willing to admit them, but I always comfort myself with fate and luck, as the saying goes, "poor people must have something to hate"! For myself, I am very confused and powerless. How can I be myself, how can I overcome myself, how can I be at ease?

Yao Ling's friend is finally gone, my head is about to explode, I really want to immediately flee to a place where no one can find me, not even Wen Yu, but unfortunately, there is no such place.

I can't change my chatter for a while, but I really can't say anything when I don't have anything to say, fuck it!

I didn't talk much when I was with Wen Yu, and I could talk a few words of nonsense, and I couldn't say a word when I really wanted to say something reasonable, which made me often said to be pretending to be a grandson, and I also recognized it, after all, we are not the ones who are only eight buckets old.

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