Plans don't always keep up with change, and it's true. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But there are two possibilities for why it can't catch up. One is that people are not as good as heaven, and there are always objective factors, and the other is that the plan is not going all out at all, so how can there be a chance to catch up with the changes?

Perhaps, objective factors cannot be shaken, but subjective factors can be fought for. So I'm going to continue my continuation......

Back in college, continue to look for memories.

God made me start a relationship in a daze, and hurriedly let that relationship die. So, more or less, I'm going to get hurt......

Except for self-diagnosis and prescription, it is difficult to find someone who can help me heal my wounds.

Although I didn't bother my good friends and didn't ask for help from my family, I still had good roommates.

After Brother Hong knew that I was out of love, he would usually find a topic to talk to me about and let me forget the pain.

As for Xiaolong, he shared songs that he thought were good for me to listen to, so that I could relax.

Although he is rarely in the dormitory, he usually tells me some connotative jokes or asks me to play ball with him.

When we lived in the dormitory, it was like a small family, when we bought our own food and cooked it in the dormitory.

Brother Hong will call her girlfriend Xiu to come to our dormitory to help. Xiu, a virtuous and virtuous girl. Actually, in our opinion, Xiu is not like Brother Hong's girlfriend, but more like Brother Hong's wife.

When Tao saw Xiu, he generally called her sister-in-law. Xiaolong and I didn't call her that, but we felt so in our hearts.

The couple Hong Ge and Xiu are the least couples I have ever seen. Because, they didn't say any romantic words, or often hold hands or anything like that. They all communicate like an old husband and wife, which makes me envious of them.

Cooking in the dormitory requires an induction cooker, a knife, and so on. All of this is already available in the first semester of freshman year.

It was also nice to go to the market to buy groceries. Because I don't know how to buy vegetables, I don't know much about the price of vegetables and meat, and I don't know how to bargain. Therefore, I am responsible for taking the vegetables and watching Brother Hong buy them.

When I watched them bargain, I don't know why, it was like watching my family buy groceries and haggle when I was a child. I feel so comfortable!

After buying groceries, go back to the dormitory, okay, division of labor and cooperation. Washing vegetables for washing vegetables, chopping vegetables for chopping vegetables. I love it!

Stir-frying, this Brother Hong and Xiaolong will be, not to mention the show. Tao, I don't know, he went home for the weekend. So, as far as I know, only I don't know how to stir-fry. What an embarrassing realization......

When the cooked food fills the small table, wow, what a hearty meal!

On the morning of class, I almost always went to eat with Brother Hong, Xiaolong, and the show. Slowly, I got used to mornings like this.

In class, Brother Hong and Xiaolong both knew that I didn't know how to communicate. So they're all going to let me sit next to them. It's just because of one of their sentences: "Look at how my brother communicates with others." ”

The dormitory life is not bad, although Xiaolong even soaked his senior sister, and often talked sweetly on the phone, but later it was divided because the senior sister was going to do an internship and other reasons. It's the same person who has fallen to the end of the world......

Brother Hong was more positive, he would take off his shirt and say to me, "Jin Long, look at my brother's chest muscles." He motioned for me to press it.

I walked over with a look in my eyes and pressed my fingers on his pectorals, wow, sure enough, strong and elastic!

I touched my chest again, oh oh, it had the texture of ribs!

Fortunately, when I felt my abdomen, I could feel a few uneven lower abdominal muscles. It was as if I had found an oasis in the hot and dry desert, a ray of light in the boundless darkness, a consolation from heaven......

Whew, because of them, my injuries can be slowly healed.

When life gives you boundless darkness, don't forget the good roommates around you, they can bring light to you!

A good relationship can make people better and better, and a bad relationship can make people worse and worse. I don't know if that lost relationship has made me better or worse......

All I knew was that it was a storm of life, it came violently, and I was completely drenched. After the storm, though, there is sunshine and rainbows!

During that storm, I was completely enchanted with the rain and couldn't see anyone around me who wanted to hold an umbrella for me. Rain can bring madness, but it is also easy to bring a bad cold. The people around me who love me know, but I ignore theirs. Perhaps, the rain has made me overly selfish.

Relatives, friends, classmates, I didn't pay attention to all of them, I just felt the best feeling in love.

In order to fall in love, I also developed the habit of staying up late, and finally became addicted.

Did that storm make me worse and worse? Sometimes I think so...... But......

After the storm, I was drenched, looking at the sun and the rainbow, but I didn't know what to say. I feel that my world has become beautiful, but what is missing......

During my relationship, I only wrote love songs. However, I began to care for the people around me who loved me again, and I wrote songs of blessing.

On Auntie's birthday, I wrote a song "You Love Me" to express my mother's love. Started the journey of blessing songs!

After that, wait for your family's birthday......

It's one of the ways I care about my family. And this way comes from that storm.

Because there is no beauty in love, I feel that the world is so empty, so I want to go on a small trip to find the world.

It was also because of the small trip that I felt the beauty of travel for the first time. Although it was a person, it was a youth journey that I had longed for since I was a child, but I didn't have the courage before. And that storm gave me the courage to go, and it was only then that my university left a beautiful youth journey of my own.

Was it that storm that made me break through and make me better and better? Sometimes I try to think like that, but it's still ......

I always remember the feeling of a storm, and I often dwell on the memories and refuse to extricate myself. Not living in the moment......

So I really don't know what kind of person I became during that storm. Is it better, or, worse?

Perhaps, indescribably, good and bad, like day and night. If the world is moving, then they must exist as well.

In other words, it is also beneficial.

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