That night, it was still the same restaurant, the same pork knuckle rice, and the same sister paper. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sister paper, not sister paper to accompany me to dinner. It's the sister paper in the restaurant that served the pork knuckle rice in front of me.

As always, from the moment I entered the store, I was already listening to music with headphones on. Well, in addition to the fact that I like to listen to music, I don't even look like a customer in the store.

Similarly, none of the two girls in the store smiled at me, called me anything, or politely asked me what I wanted to eat. I even thought I was a homeless man who was so hungry that he went to the shop and asked them to cook for me. So, I don't feel like a customer at all.

Why should I visit a store like that often?

The most speechless reason - habit.

It was the only restaurant in the neighborhood that I was familiar with that had pork knuckle rice. That's why I'm always there. Of course, I always listen to music with headphones on.

So, the power of habit is powerful. If you want to make yourself strong in something, then make something your habit.

While waiting for the pork knuckle rice to be served, I heard a discordant sound tinged with anger from the music on the headphones.

I sensed that one of the girls had a quarrel with the male leader, and then whether it was her walking or what she touched, there was a discordant sound that represented her mood at the time.

Mood can also be transmitted.

That's why there's such a popular saying, that saying: stay away from people with negative energy.

That being said, but in my life, I prefer people who have feelings. Even if that person has a lot of negative energy, if it feels something, I don't mind. After all, I myself have a lot of negative energy at times. Who doesn't have a dark time? Even the earth has a side that is dark at night.

After that, the pork knuckle rice was served. It was found that there were only pork knuckles and a lot of dried radish. I think there are no greens.

Fortunately, dried radish is also my favorite.

When I eat, I prefer to eat the less delicious first, because I have to save the delicious food last. It's pretty much the same as bitter first and then sweet.

For me, it's a food treat.

As I ate and ate, I felt that there were too many dried radish! In addition, I could eat several bites of rice with only a few dried radish.

So, I added two meals in a row. That's the most I've ever eaten with rice.

As a result, I was able to eat enough by eating dried radish. And the pork knuckle meat is still piled aside, so I still have to eat it slowly in order not to waste it.

At that moment, I felt that I was not enjoying it, but just reluctantly stuffing meat into my stomach.

So, I began to reflect.

Will the excessive pursuit of bitterness before sweetness turn what might have been sweet into bitterness?

Or is it in need of a change?

In the bitter process, if you can be sweet, give yourself a little sweetness. Perhaps, that would give you a better taste of nature.

After all, eating an even diet is best for the stomach. In the same way, if the bitterness and sweetness of life can be evenly blended, it may have more flavor of life. If you want the future to be sweet, you should not completely leave the sweetness for the future, but also leave a little sweetness in the bitterness, so that the sweetness of the future will not become another kind of bitterness.

Think about it, the prelude to bitterness and then sweetness should be bitterness......

Time goes on.

I'm already a person with no more stories. Because, the story is all told......

Now, I can only elicit my feelings from the new or unpleasant things that I may encounter every day, and write them down as stories.

If you look at it carefully, I don't think it's a story. But time speaks. At some point in the future, this will be the story.

For me, there are two kinds of stories. One is something that happened in the past and is now being recalled. The other is something that happens now and will be remembered in the future. It's all a story, but it's a little different in time.

The heat of the day was still the heat that did not change.

The buds on the balcony need to be watered more than the others, because they are "pregnant women" who are pregnant with "children"!

It turns out that flowers also have the rank of "pregnant" and "non-pregnant". Brother's spiritual world is so "wonderful"!

When I talk about pregnant women, I think of my first love when I was already pregnant. It's not that I can't let her go, I'm just sighing here.

I feel that I haven't even given out my first kiss yet, and my first love is already about to become a mother-level character. What kind of concept is this? The contrast is too great, isn't it......

Therefore, the arrangement of God is always so elusive, and the end of the encounter between maturity and childishness is that the mature is more mature, and the childish is moving towards maturity.

When the three sisters came to Shenzhen a few days ago, she asked me: "Liu Jinlong, I want to ask you, is your first kiss still there?"

Naturally, I replied, "Yes." ”

Then she smiled in surprise and said, "Please, don't be so innocent, okay?!"

Forehead......

I still replied helplessly: "I'm not innocent at all, okay? It's not that I don't want to give away my first kiss, but my two relationships are long-distance relationships, and when I want to kiss, I can't kiss at all!

Luckily, she'll sigh.

Alas, too, I have to sigh.

Unexpectedly, my first kiss was not for my first love. Still, it's not bad. Because, I think the first kiss is more suitable for the person who will live with me in the future.

Therefore, in this world of kisses everywhere, my first kiss is very valuable in my heart!

When I went out to eat and went down the stairs at noon that day, the little girl on the second floor heard the footsteps, ran out and waved goodbye to me, and always gave me a few flying kisses when she went down to the door of the first floor. It made me feel very happy, and even though I was facing such a little girl, I was also a little shy. Because, that little girl is so cute!

When I came back from eating, as soon as I went up the stairs, she stood at the top of the stairs and looked at me with a smile.

Then she followed me up the floor, and then I waved goodbye to her, and she smiled and waved goodbye to me, and she would add a few more kisses with the sound of kisses.

It makes my heart sweet, her family is too good at teaching children. Especially the action and sound of the flying kiss, it looks cute, it sounds like Su Su in my heart, I really want to take her away......

Uh-huh, there should be a daughter in life.

Call...... Thinking a little far.

If my aunt hears my thoughts, she will definitely throw me a sentence: It's not far away!

I...... Oh oh......

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