I'm also looking for stories that are quiet in life. I always thought that one day I would finish that nonsensical novel www.biquge.info I hope that at that time, there will be many people who like the first person on the list, Baidu Zheng Zifu. In the evening, a person likes to go to the countryside to wander, away from the lights, and talk to the grass and trees on the side of the road. The grass and trees are simple, there is no human heart, you see, those new green leaves are full of confidence, absorbing the warmth of the sun, absorbing the beauty of the moonlight, and the most loved is its pure heart. I can't tell you what kind of person I am. Sometimes gentle, sometimes extreme. Although he laughs in front of others, he always cries when he is alone. Sometimes there will be a lot of talking, but suddenly it will become very silent. I'm afraid of loneliness, but I feel more at ease alone. I don't want to cut off contact with the world, but sometimes I want to escape from the environment I'm living in. I've always seemed to be a weird person. Although I have a lot of friends, there are only a few who know me. It's not clear to me if my little world is hard to understand to outsiders. I always show that I am passionate about something, and I can suddenly become very cold about everything.

I am a believer in ghosts and gods, and I have accepted the superstitious saying that "Xun goes into the water", and I remember the old man saying to my parents: "This child has a beautiful life." In fact, I don't know these statements myself, and there are many things about me that I don't understand.

Many times I feel that my life is very delicate, believing in things that others don't believe, and exploring things that others don't believe.

The things I have encountered in my life so far, and the strange stories I have heard may have had an impact on my present. So much so that I always have a lot of weird ideas. A lot of people can't understand it.

But I'm glad to have lived like this, and I didn't feel scared or bored. I wrote a lot of strange stories in my notebook, and I wanted to share my world with others, "I have never guessed such a thing as the human heart." Sometimes I think that if there were monsters or something, life might be much more interesting. I don't understand the "good and evil" in the mouth, I just think that maybe demons are much more frank than humans. So, if there were other worlds, I might be more biased over there. "I finally knew that it was the rouge on the cheeks of the beauty, hiding the appearance of the years, and missing the truth of flesh and bones. Whenever I feel impetuous, I turn my gaze to them, a kind of cool and clear, seemingly casual, but instantly warm my eyes, that kind of comfortable peace, quiet, meandering, indescribable. I saw all kinds of news about the lonely death of a homeless person on the brightly lit street. I can't tell what it feels like, but I suddenly remembered the revelation of finding a dog with a roadside reward of tens of thousands of yuan. If you see too much, you get used to it, as if the world is as it should be. Humans have gold coins in their hands and have forgotten how to show kindness to their fellow human beings. I can't change anything like this, just looking at it makes me feel powerless. Many people, like me, can't do anything substantive except sympathy. It's just that I want every life to be treated gently. Sincere feelings, even if you want to forget, you can't forget, no regrets of kindness, even if you want to repay, I always have a lot of things that I can't forget, but I don't know if it's a dream or a memory. In front of my eyes, those scenes always appeared, and I said that I would wait for that person, but I always had doubts about the promise. But every time I hesitated, I was always pulled back. I think I am the only one in this world who believes in the agreement that reality and dreams are intertwined, and I want to live directly from my heart and not become a person who hurts others. I almost forgot these instructions, and when I suddenly remembered them, I kept reflecting on whether I was still alive cleanly, whether I had done anything to hurt others, and whether I was living directly to my heart. Many times, I am afraid that I will go further and further away, and I am afraid that I will never be able to turn back. As time went by, I went to a bigger world, met more and more people, and encountered more and more things. gradually accumulated complaints and incomprehension, only to realize in an instant that I had been unconsciously restrained by negative feelings. I didn't even notice it.,More and more distorted character.。 Many people say they don't believe it, and I'm the only one who lives in their dreams. Without an answer, my mind was full of white mist and a mess. No exit, no road. Perhaps the more the place of suffering, the more you see the truth, the more dangerous it is, the more you see human nature, you can prove your true nature, and find your true heart, this is the inevitable compassion, and life will find its own exit, just like the seeds buried deep in the earth, it will find the cracks in the ground, sprout and leaves, blossom and bear fruit, this is the so-called Xuande principle of being born without being, for the sake of not worrying, and growing without slaughtering. Whenever I feel impetuous, I turn my gaze to them, a kind of cool and clear, seemingly casual, but instantly warm my eyes, that kind of comfortable peace, quiet, meandering, indescribable. Those who know me think I'm looking for romance deliberately, and those who know me know how much peace and joy I draw from it? Sometimes, happiness is speechless, like Buddhist Zen, which cannot be said. Life, the more than 30,000 days it has, gradually faded in the passage of time, it seems that it has been spent to the end, and it can never be found again. But the heart, because of the accumulation of years, is getting richer and richer, and between gains and losses, everything has not increased or decreased. Be a simple self, take off a body of pearls, and live quietly in your own spiritual world. Close to the landscape, close to nature, love pen and ink, and take care of yourself as a light landscape. At the end of this chapter, thank you for supporting the first person on the list, Baidu Zheng Zifu.