I will occasionally update my essays in this volume.

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Part 1: Loneliness

Human memory has been subtly modified by the brain, and it is completely different. So I thought that the interval between waking up in the infinite darkness would be as long as forever.

The kind of unconscious loneliness is only an afternoon at most.

It seems that only by infinitely exaggerating the reproaches we have suffered can we have an unforgettable youth.

Every day is crowded, and you are out of place. Every night the world is so big that you have nowhere to stay.

Under the street lamp, the figure was stretched and shrunk into a point, as if completing a grand ceremony.

Loneliness is like a silent cry, no one hears it, but the echo reaches your heart repeatedly.

Loneliness is like the universe falling out of nothingness, leaving only unnamed dust.

Loneliness is like raising a glass to invite the bright moon, and the drinker is the reflection in the glass.

It came quietly. A ray of sunlight passes by unintentionally, or a heavy snow caresses occasionally.

Solitude has given me a keen sense of touch. Only by writing into a sentence can I retain some emotion.

I am therefore grateful for the limited solitude of happy days that inspires me.

Part 2: Change

A memory is often blurred by a lack of references.

If you want to represent the experience of most people, you just need to think of it as a few short shots.

Ups and downs, brilliant and lonely, everything can be perfected.

It turns out that a life of great significance is just as simple as this.

I've been clever enough to define everything, but I'm just trying to describe it.

Things in evolution are ugly because they are flawed.

If a creature feels that it is perfect, then it must be a half-finished product that has stopped evolving.

Only God knows his powerlessness, and man is always omnipotent.

I believe that everything in this world is constantly changing.

Some things are so evenly varied that time can be measured.

Perhaps time is not irreversible.

It's just that we go back to the past, but we can't change things back to the way they were.

Time corresponds to change, and change consumes time.

Thousands of autumns, Vientiane.

Immortal, fleeting.

Part Three: Ideals

There is a line between the ideal and the reality, like diluting acid and alkali, which can only approach neutrality infinitely, but can never break through the boundary.

No matter how hard you try, there will always be a flaw in the rewards you get. Those who are content are relieved and happy, while those who are attached to it will never live in peace.

Everything you seek will be obtained, but it is not the right time to come quickly, so we are still not satisfied.

Don't regret what you didn't get.

Someday, inadvertently, it will come back to you with another kind of compensation.

For a long time, we kept approaching the boundary where there seemed to be a mirror.

As you get closer, you see a self that is constantly magnified. See those irrepressible fantasies and concerns in your heart. Therefore, like a boulder, the footsteps are gradually heavy.

But life is in the future tense, and what you know about yourself is in the past tense. You have to believe that your every thought comes from your future self.

It is the best of the infinite possibilities and will guide your transformation.

Without mixing with reality, dreams will always dissipate. If you want to go to a world you have never seen before, you have to do something you have never done before.

Such an explanation is reasonable and reassuring.

Part 4: Emotions

"My heart beats on the clock all day, and every minute and second is approaching you. ”

Don't do too much affectionate expression. Although when loving someone, it is difficult to understand.

It is easier than life to get out of people's hands, and it is emotions.

Words are not the best carrier for it, I can't write it clearly, and I can't say it clearly.

But that's why I want to say it over and over again.

Every young person has a small emotion in his palm. Most people smoothed it out, but I crushed it awkwardly.

There are some things we have heard and thought about, but we are still confused.

That's because we're in the position of a bystander, so we can't understand all of this even if we understand.

Part 5: ??

From the first encounter, to the final separation. Two hearts that once dissolved have come to the farthest distance in this world.

We strive to exchange closeness to each other, and we become the forgotten person, either voluntarily or unconsciously.

Now, I remember how important she was to me, but maybe this was the last time.

All encounters can be carefully arranged, and what you don't know is why you're leaving.