That day, I saw a friend who I don't remember how to add the buckle at the beginning and sent a message saying: Women do a small business, not to make any money, but to make their lives independent and exciting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoMany women are in pursuit of material wealth, while some women are in pursuit of self-growth. After going through a period of history, we will find that in fact, when a person's heart is strong and his cultivation is sufficient, making money is only a incidental thing, and success is an excellent by-product. Constantly improve yourself and make yourself irreplaceable.

When I first saw it, I felt that there was a magical effect of "chicken soup", which really gave me a special shock.

I didn't know how to add this buckle friend, it's a beautiful woman. The previous note was when I was in my third year of high school, and I said that I was pretending to be melancholy in the hallway. However, I've looked at my senior year's address book, and I don't have Ying's buckle number, and I don't remember how she was added. Looking at the pictures she sometimes posts with her photos, I feel that she doesn't look like a screen in the photos. I used to wonder if Ying had become beautiful, so I couldn't recognize it? However, after various analyses, it was concluded that she is indeed a big beauty who is not a screen!

She usually rarely talked about it before, but she has posted a lot recently. The reason, as she said, is that women do a small business, not to make any money, but to make their lives independent and exciting. Well, she should be regarded as a micro-business or something, selling women's underwear.

Generally, I don't like to see things like micro-businesses in the buckle space, because I just want to see the living conditions or voices of my friends, not doing business.

There are exceptions, such as relatives or very good friends, and I don't block the feed.

Originally, I was going to block this beauty dynamic that I didn't know how to add at the beginning.,But because of the message she posted.,The idea of blocking her dynamic is gone.。 Because she is different from the so-called "positive energy" of other micro-businesses.

What micro-businesses will lead the business world and what will stick to the end. It's not that it's wrong, but the "positive energy" is so packaged and connected with micro-business, and the circle of friends is brushed every day. Even if it is an incomparably beautiful thing, you will get tired of watching too much, and it will also produce visual fatigue and rejection in your heart. To put it simply, many people who do micro-business say that the "packaging" is too utilitarian......

The one posted by this beauty, I'm not sure if she copied the sentences commonly used in micro-business, or wrote it with her own ideas. But, I feel in my heart that she wrote it herself. It's just the feeling.

It is precisely because of my so-called "feeling" that I don't feel rejected when I see her talking about selling underwear. After all, I'm the sensory body.

I admired the first half of her story. And the second half, I like it.

Also, because of her remark, I went to the "March Wind" again that evening.

For the first time. It's the first time I've gone for a run in the evening when so many people are running, and I've always chosen to run later at night. Because of the late night, others can't see my face clearly......

That time, it was good, I was able to run through so many people with a normal mind.

Again, be sure to be on the second track and run three laps before you stop.

It was still good, and the first three laps were easily completed. Then I walked one lap, and then I started the fifth lap with ease, and the speed was relatively brisk. It's just that the internal organs can't adapt and start to worsen the pain......

I started to think that other people run for exercise, for health. And what am I running for?

The sweat on his forehead swayed along his bangs, the sweat on his neck flowed down rhythmically one by one, and the sweat on his back sucked tightly on the clothes that he didn't want to separate.

Breathing, dry breathing, gasping for melancholy.

Why do I have to choose a second runway? Why do I have to run three laps to stop? Why do I have to give myself such an unwritten rule?

Is it because I like it?

I like the number two, I like that it's not three, but it's hard to do three laps. I like it, am I going to do it?

Do I run just for my pleasure?

By the end of the fifth lap, I couldn't run anymore, and my internal organs hurt so much that I couldn't run anymore. Who told me to skip breakfast, skip lunch, and go for a run before dinner?

Why do you still run when you're not in a good state for running?

What if the second track was the way I chose, and what if the first three laps were the premise for me to keep running?

The circles of the sports field are also like different lives. You will see people running on a track, you will see people crossing the road from time to time, and you will see a lot of people walking and stopping. The most important thing is that in that circle of life, there are men, women and children.

What am I running for?

Perhaps, I just want to always remember what kind of runway I chose to run to where I am today, and how I will continue to run in the future.

The answer should be there.

It's just the mood of each run.

How can I be irreplaceable, on the road that I chose at the beginning, I firmly believe in my own running!

Time goes on.

More than a month.

I feel like the longest transition period.

Dreams, longings, hesitation, confusion, depravity, struggle......

It was I who overestimated my mental adaptability, and it was I who underestimated the darkness of the transition period, which led me to fall into the self-dilemma of day as night and night as hell.

The biggest problem in this self-predicament is that I can't accept what others say. Because, there is the so-called reason of "excuse".

I am a person who is difficult to be confident, and I can hardly find a confident smile in my studies, work and life. But in this perverted self-predicament, I didn't know where I got my self-confidence, and I began to force myself to continue to wait, wait, wait......

etc., which can be divided into two types: positive and negative. If it's positive, I don't have anything to say. However, waiting in the predicament of self seems to be full of confusion and loss. In that case, what am I waiting for?

That's right, that's the most perverted point in the ego dilemma.

Obviously there is nothing to wait, obviously all the conditions have been met to take the next step, but, just to find an excuse to continue waiting.

My mind was clear, and I knew very well that I was wrong to let my time go to negativity for that month or so. But the body can't listen to the brain's arrangement, just like the body is "addicted", and it can't control itself at all......

For more than a month, my life was very chaotic.

Eating an unbalanced diet. I ate almost one meal a day, which was dinner. Moreover, I drank a lot of bubble tea during that time. I know it's not a good thing, but I still don't care about it.

The daily routine is completely disrupted. I often stay up until three or four o'clock in the morning before going to bed, and sleep until noon, or even in the afternoon. Time is so taken away by itself. Sometimes I've slept enough for eight hours, but I still have to force myself to continue sleeping, and the longer I sleep, the more dizzy my head becomes. I could feel the physical rejection of the feeling, but I ignored it.

At last week's check-up, I weighed myself. From about 130 catties when he first returned to China, it has dropped to 122 catties. In about a month, I lost eight pounds. If it's to lose weight, maybe it's something to be happy about. But I don't need to lose weight, and then I will lose my skin......

I felt deeply that I was a terrible liar.

I said I loved mine. But is this love? Why should I force it to accept this decadent lifestyle when it is clear that the body wants to have delicious food at every meal, and instead of satisfying it with delicious food at every meal, I even subtract two meals from the normal three meals. The body likes to exercise, but it needs to be energetic. And I, I just want to choose the state that he hasn't eaten three meals a day to go crazy exercise. Am I crazy? If the "body" was someone else, it would have been cut off from me......

Why is it all a lie?

Why do I have to lie to my body day and night? Why can't I really appreciate how it feels? Why am I so selfish, so selfish that I don't even care about the health of my own body, and only care about that damn bad mood?

The watch I wore on my hand felt loosened again......

The greatest feature of the love my family gave me was that it was tolerant of me. I also knew that my family cared about my state at that time, but I kept avoiding my family's concern for my state at that time, and I didn't want my family to come into my own predicament and rescue me, because at this age, I still seem to have a strong rebellious mentality. The more my family cares, the more disgusted I will become, and maybe I can't help it, and an anger that shouldn't be there will explode......

So, for the love my family gave me, I just want to be quiet. It's like a fragrant flower, I look at it quietly, smell the fragrance of the flowers wafting towards me, and I feel very good. I don't need to break the flower and smell it all the time, because then the flower will wither very quickly.

The most effective and thorough way to break the self-predicament is to break it from within. After all, it still takes your own mind to defeat your own demons.

In my own predicament, I have violated a lot, I have seen a lot, I am sorry a lot......

Dear body, thank you for being with me so hard, even if you don't like what I'm doing so much.

I'm ashamed that I'm no longer worthy to say love to you......

However, I will try to help you fulfill your wishes.

It's raining lightly, so it's time for us to go and eat pork knuckle rice......

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