Chapter 156: Folding Wings Sixty-Seven

The path you choose, your own master. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At night, on the second track of the "March Wind" sports field, I still have a running figure.

Unlike the previous times, I always kept running at a constant pace that suited me, and I didn't go fast and slow.

There were quite a few runners at the time, and there was one person who caught my attention. Because, that person is about 1.8 meters tall, and his body size is relatively close to me.

At the same time, the man looked like he was running specifically on the third runway. Of course, it's a man.

When I started running, I was close behind him. I don't know how long he had been running before I went for a run. Just looking at the way he runs, it seems that he still has a lot of strength.

I like to wear headphones and listen to songs when I run, and I enjoy the feeling of being immersed in the sea of music while exercising. So I didn't think about playing him or anything like that. If it was before, maybe I would have accelerated past him......

I was quiet, listening to the songs, running. The breath is as smooth as possible, the steps are as smooth as possible, and the speed is as even as possible.

When I ran in such a natural state, I ran next to him before I knew it. I was on the second track and he was next to him on the third track, and it seemed that everyone was running at a similar speed. Maybe he was tired and slowed down, but my physical strength hadn't been used up much, and my speed hadn't changed, so I caught up with him.

Again, I still don't have the desire to fight him, so I don't have the desire to speed up. Of course, I didn't deliberately slow myself down just because I didn't want to fight him. I still maintain my most natural mindset and speed.

However, he began to speed up.

And when he ran around the bend in front of me, he started to turn around and run backwards.

I feel that if I had been the same as before, I would have tried my best to catch up.

Luckily, I didn't feel anything. Still, run in your most natural state.

After that, before I knew it, I was catching up with him again. It seems that he must be running out of strength.

It wasn't long before I surpassed him. He started to move from the third track to the second track, which was to run after me. Like, after waiting for me to stop when I'm tired and then overtake me.

At that time, my mentality was more or less affected. It wasn't very strong, but I acted.

Normally, I stop and walk for the first three laps to give my body a little relaxation. But because I was affected a little bit, I kept running the fourth lap at the same pace.

The man kept running behind me, following me. The more this happened, the more I insisted on not slowing down. Of course, the internal organs will be particularly uncomfortable.

Later, he finally got tired and stopped chasing.

And I can't stop, OCD will keep me running until the fourth lap. So, I'm going to keep running hard.

At that time, I saw a girl running on the very edge of the track, and the speed was quite fast. Kind of caught my attention......

Okay, after four and a half laps, I started walking. The panting is not very urgent, but the internal organs are a little unbearable......

Well, I'm going to use the lap time to regain some strength and keep running.

During that lap, I saw that the girl was still running fast on the very edge of the track. It's not easy! I wanted to run next to that girl, but I only ran the second runway.

Just as I was about to start running in the five-and-a-half-lap position, the one-meter-eight man ran past me again. Moreover, he chose the second runway.

After he had run some distance, I started running too.

After resting for a lap, my steps became a little lighter, but my heart would be a little hanging.

Soon after, I ran after the man.

That's when I started to think that when I was running on the second runway, I could act as if I didn't see it if someone else was overtaking me on the other track. But what if someone on the same second runway surpasses me, how do I choose?

After more than half of the run, I turned on the third track to overtake him on the second track, then returned to the second track at the turn, and began to accelerate as hard as I could, running a total of about 200 meters to the position where I had just started, and ending my night run.

After crossing the finish line I had set for myself, I looked back and the man was about a hundred meters away.

At that time, I said in my heart: "The second runway is my choice, and if you stand in front of me, you must try to surpass him." ”

That night, I began to understand......

When I chose the second runway, no matter how good the life of other runways is, it is also their life, and I just have to run my own life. But when you encounter obstacles on your life path, you must be brave enough to surpass yourself, overcome difficulties, and break through.

Because, the road is chosen by oneself.

The path you choose, your own master.

Time goes on.

At the dark table on the side of the road, waiting for the steaming barbecued pork noodles to "subside" the fever......

The night sky, sometimes sighing a hint of rain, sometimes spitting out a cool breeze, people in the night, laughing speechlessly.

At that time, I felt that there was no negative energy and positive energy......

Because I suddenly feel that positive energy is my energy, and negative energy is also my energy, and it is all my energy. So, why am I so repulsive to negative energy?

Maybe to put it vividly, positive energy is my well-behaved and obedient child, and negative energy is my naughty and unobedient child, but they are all my children! Why do I only like well-behaved and obedient children, and I don't like naughty and unobedient children?

Or maybe it's part of human nature! about control. Obedient children, you can do whatever you tell him to do, and if you tell him not to do anything, he will save more trouble and unnecessary trouble. On the other hand, a naughty child will not do what you tell him to do, and he will try to do something if he is told not to do anything, and there will be as many troubles as there will be caused by disobedience. Because of this, people generally like children who listen to their own words......

In life, I am such a typical person. I only like obedient children, not naughty children. Because obedient children can be very quiet. Naughty children, on the other hand, are always noisy and annoying.

This is a natural reflection of why I don't like negative energy.

But sometimes I find that when I can't say the pain in my heart and can only bear it silently, the most intimate thing is negative energy. Why? Because positive energy will tell you, come on, don't cry, tomorrow will be better, although there is a hint of comfort, but it is not enough to distract. At this time, the negative energy will be by your side, not saying anything, just seeing that you are unhappy, so you cry. At that time, you will feel that the most intimate thing is not to get a radiant light when you are lost, but to have a warm embrace in the dark. In other words, it is more intimate to be able to cry with you than to encourage you not to cry......

Think about it, the naughty child in life, although sometimes it is really naughty that you want to hit him, but many times when you are lost in your heart, it is the naughty child who brings you intimate feelings.

Perhaps, I should start looking at all my energy. Negative energy, well educated, can also be very positive!

Although in the rhythm of life at that time, few people were willing to pay attention to negative energy, and they ignored it when they saw others posting some talks or articles with negative energy, but negative energy was the easiest to expose a person's heart. Because negative energy is closer to the heart than positive energy.

It's all my energy, it's all my children, it's all mine. In this case, there should be their figures and stories in my spiritual world.

That night, there were no "tears" in the night sky after all.

People in the night, laughter.

Pity.

Quiet.

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