Zheng Zifu, the first person on the list, said that he has experienced a lot of things and began to learn to forget, if time can be mastered to the fullest, you will know that there are many things to be cherished, and the destined result of life, I have no ability to change.

I always thought I could come quietly and go gently. There is too much fatalism in it, but fortunately, in the end, it is more or less inspirational, which is different from before. In fact, what has not really been forgotten is the small courtyard here in Kunshan Zhangpu, which has not been forgotten, or maybe I don't want to forget, so I walked in.

After I finished writing, I realized that I was writing about the past again, and the wood is already in the boat, so let it be. People are more or less nostalgic.

…… Maybe I also don't understand the time, why is there always something in my heart that can't be given up now, to say something very specific, it seems that there is none, is this uncomfortable and a little inexplicable?

Slowly, my heart sank, but the memory refused to forget, I was like standing on the top of a stormy mountain, no one could confide, and I couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain. No one wants to be alone, but the loneliness behind the excitement is long-lasting. The feeling is like unscrewing the water tap, if you don't close it, the cry of pain and suppression will be clearer and follow forever. Remembering someone at the right time and forgetting someone. This is very difficult to do, after all, there are still selfish intentions. We are not programmed computers that are ready to delete and forget at any time. Memories that he wants to forget but can't forget are stored in his brain forever, and time will blur him and cannot erase it. In fact

I just want you to call me by name,

I will gladly reply: Don't make a fuss, how are you doing lately? The beauty of time lies in its inevitable passing! Spring flowers, autumn moons, summers, winter snow.

But now,

I walk alone in the wind, in the rain,

I can't tell if it's raindrops or teardrops. I just want to be a white cloud, floating, floating...... With the wind, speechless. I am free;

Not afraid of the troubles of the world, only nostalgic for the birds passing by;

I wrote neatly that I love you, and then handed it to the blue sky and the earth;

I smile at all my loved ones, and though you may have hurt me, I don't want to leave another cloud over your head;

Maybe I'll be raining, in the dark of night, because I won't disturb anyone else at that time...... It will take a long, long time for us to understand what kind of people and what we miss

It will take us a long, long time to understand that some of our original attachments that we felt inexplicable were just for some things and for some people...... I used to love the daytime because I could do a lot of things during the day, but soon I found that the night was quite beautiful and very quiet, everything seemed to be hypnotized, and I could even hear the breathing and heartbeat.

Somehow, I fell in love with the silence of the night, I didn't know when, I had countless happy fantasies about the night, and I didn't know how its tranquil atmosphere could stimulate my infinite potential.

It is so quiet and peaceful, with the backdrop of street lights, it looks like an absolutely genuine Christmas Eve. I often can't sleep, I raise my hands and make five happy and beautiful wishes under the moonlight that is as bright as stars and white as jade.

Night, it's not uncommon or surprising, but it's unusually beautiful. The insects are chirping, which shows color, and the wind is blowing, which adds to the arrogance of the night.

It's cold, but it's not connected to temperature at all. This is the stillness that represents it. It's cool, but it doesn't have anything to do with dress, internally. This shows its blackness.

At night, we can fantasize to the fullest, because there are dreams in the night. Once, I couldn't sleep, clothed, sitting in the moonlight, naively fantasizing about angels and elves. In the kingdom of night, in the light of the moon, I am not bound, and I will love as I like. Only the insects outside the house are holding a unique concert, and communicating with it is freedom! You can also slowly stretch out your hand and feel the coolness and tranquility of the night. At this moment, the calm, calm, quiet, and tranquility around me were not worthy of this extremely quiet night, and its beauty remained in my heart.

It's so cold, it's so cool, it's so quiet! Day after day, I look forward to the coming of night at this time.

People are more or less nostalgic.

Whenever it's lonely

People always reminisce

The joys and pains of the past

And who doesn't care

It's just that some people see it

Some people are immersed in it

Only on a cold winter night is my heart flying. A place, a period of passing years, the past has come to you and me, what will make you nostalgic?