Zheng Zifu, the first person on the heavenly list, said: "It is difficult to repay the grace in my lifetime; maybe the ending is already doomed, but at least I decide whether to love or hate; I woke up from a dream late one night, it was not a nightmare, and my consciousness was also very clear. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info not frightened, nor did he feel lonely. I thought of you in that moment, and knew that you too had faced such darkness and nothingness countless times. Don't ask me why I know. Anyway, I just know. For a long time, I relied on writing things to get through too much boredom, pseudo-sadness, fake satisfaction and real confusion. I care about details and am sensitive, but I know that I am considerate and kind. I say I like it, I don't want to answer because I really don't know how to answer. Although regret is the most common meaning in life, I still want to have fun. Just like you see me who is always arrogant, who doesn't feel sad when I say goodbye, and regret when I break up. It is difficult to repay the favor in your lifetime, and there are many things in this world that are difficult to explain. For example, the color of the sky and the temperature of the sea. For example, the feeling engraved in the summer night wind. Or maybe it's to fall in love with someone who suddenly appears. And then unknowingly lost someone. A big part of growing up is acceptance. Accept parting ways, accept the impermanence of the world, accept loneliness and frustration, accept sudden feelings of powerlessness, and accept your own shortcomings. Then change from the heart and find a balance. To get along with the world is first and foremost to get along with yourself. Turn on the light when it's dark, bring an umbrella when it rains, be sad first, but don't die. I have never had a clear enough answer in my heart, but I have stubbornly done what I like, stubbornly followed my inner voice, and chose the lifestyle I aspired to. Protecting my innate vulnerability and sensitivity is the most important task in my life, and I can't be a person who can do anything, so I can only live cautiously like this, even if I am inevitably smoothed by reality, I still resist stubbornly. I don't have the same momentum as I did then, I just think it's okay to go with the flow.

I won't deceive myself anymore, in fact, it's best to recognize the reality. I always thought it was the most unacceptable thing

Now I have silently accepted it

I can't describe the feeling

It's like being rebelling against fate and suddenly waking up one day

Just acquiesced

No more stubbornness, no more struggle

There is no transition at all to accept reality. I'm still the same character. What it looks like in the depths of my heart. I can't change, and that's how I am. I'm glad too. Many gains and losses are real. Shaken and moved. It's still growing. This is silent joy of silence. Sluggishness and busyness are only momentary ....... Youth is a bright sorrow, and whenever I touch this sentence, my heart will always tremble. We stand in the era of youthful flying, and unconsciously spend a little loneliness. Outside the window, the sun shines on the white happiness, but inside the house is our miserable smiles. Accustomed to laughing and laughing and crying, accustomed to gradually losing hope and living their lives well, accustomed to looking at the other half of the sky when night falls, and then fascinated.

Gilded years

In April, stories both seen and unseen will be washed away by a light rain. In May, the beautiful story continues. In June, the gap between heaven and earth increased and decreased.

We are gray elves, traversing the monotonous and lonely light grass. The mountains and forests that bless us shrink day by day, and we grow day by day. One day, we will also have to transform into mountains and forests for the protection of future children. One day, we will have a small beautiful wish: we hope that the forest we are in will turn green. That is the color of life, and it naturally needs life to fill it. Passed down from generation to generation, sustenance from generation to generation, and look at from generation to generation......

White windmills

The brightness of the sun contrasts with our laziness. Sweet dreams can't wake us up to long-term expectations. Beams of white light shone through the valley, on the red tiles, and reflected off my pale pages. Unintentional love, so he gently closed the book, turned out a few pages of waste paper, and folded the windmill casually. It is his wish to insert it in the window mezzanine and let it spin with the breeze. Since I can't do that, let it slowly sweat on my behalf. The child had a dream that the sky would be full of windmills, and people would look at them and laugh, and now I am the only one left.

The green water is still there

I put my palms towards my eyes and gradually moved closer to the water, letting the water flood my fingertips and palms, and then submerge them all. The texture of the palm is still clear, like flowing water throughout life. Dive underwater in an instant to open your eyes and understand this shallow unknown world. I have ever thought that I want to disappear under the water, face up, quietly looking at the blue sky, the quiet water, and the people who see or cannot see me. Once, when I saw the green mountains opposite, I had a desire to climb the mountain, hoping to see my own shadow at home from the mountain. It's a pity that I haven't had a chance until now. When I got up in the morning, I looked at the bare patch on the other side of the mountain, and I couldn't help but feel lonely in my heart. That secluded land, green water, and quiet world are gone. It is difficult to repay the favor in his lifetime;

Gray memories

I don't know when I fell in love with sketching, the clear lines, and the sadness pouring out between the pen and paper. What is true on paper is the falsehood of reality. Because people can't satisfy the emptiness of their body and mind, they produce all kinds of things to satisfy their own emotional needs. Children who like to sketch are always sad. A person hides in the afterglow of the sunset and secretly pities himself, outlining his own desires with the help of faint strokes. Like a wounded puppy, hiding in the corner, secretly ****ing his own wounds. Of course, I just like to read it, and I don't pick up a pen and paper. Because I'm not used to doing things that I'm not used to. What I was not used to in the past leads to the unaccustomed now. It is difficult to repay the favor in his lifetime;

Colorful

As long as two straight lines are not parallel, there will always be an intersection. Where does the intersection extend after that? We don't know the answer, we look around, and we squirm away from our own tracks. It's been a long time since I was right now, a long time ago, I would have laughed, and now, I'm expressionless.

I want my world to be filled with my magic, so that anything I want to do can be done right away. If it were true, I wish I could travel through those brightly lit cities, without sadness, without loneliness. Memory, memory.

You'll never see me when I'm the loneliest,

Because

Only when you can't see me,

I'm the loneliest...... I hope to become a rich family in my lifetime, and I will be determined to become... People who help others to be happy with themselves will have a lifetime of hard time to repay their kindness, they are guilty, and life is a kind of atonement. At the end of this chapter, thank you for supporting Zheng Zifu, the first person on the list.

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