172 Scattered Mess

I will always feel the mess in my life, and I will always feel that there is something that cannot be done there.

Some things will always be there so much that they can't be taken care of, and there will inevitably be some inadequate care when they are always there.

In those days when there would have been so much attention and consideration, everything became so messy and so fearful. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For a while, I felt a kind of sadness of being adrift there, but there was a lot of something in it.

Still feel inattentive there, not very well taken care of, because the real things to care about,

All kinds of trivial things began to become more and more there, and they began to become more and more complicated there.

It seems that when they were about to be forgotten, they suddenly remembered it again, as if it was in their own hearts, and they were also so full of dust.

Feeling alienated in that crowd is like feeling lonely and lonely in that crowd,

Lonely and lonely wandering in the tide of the crowd, trying to find something,

And it always seems that it cannot be found there, as if nothing can be found in that world.

There will be some worries, some hesitations, and there will be a feeling of being scared, scared, and afraid.

In the midst of that fear and fear, my whole body twitched and trembled.

In the bright sun, in the gentle blowing of the wind, surrounded by cliffs,

And in front of him is a fish spirit who doesn't know whether to hate or avoid.

The white fox's spirit was just very conflicted in her heart, she wanted to hate, she felt that she might be hated,

However, she no longer has the strength to hate, nor does she have the courage to retaliate.

The self-knowledge of the white fox's soul is still more or less some, some of the world's forgetfulness and forgetting,

With regard to resentment and anger, it is not a bad thing to try to forget and forget.

Perhaps, it's still there to learn to forget.

In the face of danger and difficulties, they will all be afraid there, and they will all tremble there and be a little unwilling.

I don't want to bear so much weight, because it's too hard, and because it's too painful, I can't help but want to escape it.

I stopped looking, but I suddenly found everything in it, and everything was so impossible, it couldn't be done.

In the face of the real pain or hardship, whether it was someone or something she was afraid of,

She couldn't run away, she couldn't escape, she couldn't let go.

There are some weights that can't be put down there.

It's a weight that can't be put down, and it's also a difficulty that can't be put down, and she still has to face it.

It's as if she is facing the real road of survival there, and she still has to find and seek a real way of survival there.

There was no other way, as if there was no other way for her there.

She needs to survive, she needs to live. She had to fight for her survival.

If she doesn't work hard, if she doesn't struggle, she won't be able to survive and live, and she will probably die there.

Therefore, she has to work hard, add more strength, give herself more encouragement, and give herself more courage.

Whether it is in the face of loneliness, or in the face of difficulties, or in the face of sadness,

They are all there not to give up, they are there to be unremitting, when they are on the thorny road, they are on the thorny road,

Don't slack off, don't give up, and don't be afraid to stretch out your hand, and use your hand to cut a path on the road full of thorns.

It was the courage she had when she was still very young, the little girl who was only seven or eight years old, and there she rushed out of the thorny road without fear and fear.

And now, can't the spirit that has turned into a white fox break out of the encirclement of the fish spirit?

There was no knife in the fish spirit's hand, no sword, and there was no formation around him, but the feeling of coercion and threat,

It's still so strong, because the white fox's spirit is very clear and clear, the fish spirit can magic, she can magic.

Even if she doesn't have anything at hand, she will use all kinds of magic that the white fox's spirit can't say with her bare hands.

Otherwise, if the fish spirit didn't have those strange magic, how would it turn the original spirit into a white fox?

Why did she become a minstrel herself? Moreover, the cultivation of fish essence must have improved for a while, right?

Thinking of this, the white fox's chanting spirit felt an indescribable fear and fear in it,

She was still there very, very scared, nervous, and nervous and scared.

On the road of competition and struggle, always there will be so many difficulties,

will also encounter many, many pains and struggles in it, but there is no choice on that painful path.

On that painful road, I felt that I was so weak, so cowardly, that was a kind of hardship,

It's very difficult and difficult to suppress in that place, and it's also very difficult and difficult to maintain there, always there to force yourself,

What kind of difficulties do she want to overcome, what kind of things she can't do and do, and then she wants to continue to survive there.

If you want to survive in that world, you can't do it without struggle and struggle, if you want to survive in this world,

She needs the ability to survive, and she still needs the ability to maintain her survival and livelihood.

Because everything is so realistic there. Those realities are all so painful and so difficult.

Many times, in the face of pain and difficulty, I will cry helplessly and embarrassed, and cry in that pain and sadness.

It was a path of abandonment and sadness. But he is still struggling to live and survive there, and on that road of struggle, he struggles and never slackens.

Is there always some kind of hesitation?

Is there always some kind of forgetting and forgetting?

In the midst of that little bit, some things are difficult there, and some things are difficult to grasp there.

There are also some things that are painful there, and I feel so cowardly and powerless.

Sometimes, she is there with some resentment and complaining about herself, complaining that she can't do it.

She was always there and couldn't do anything, but in the face of those difficulties, she was once again bruised and bruised.

She only felt her hurt there, she only felt her sadness and sadness there, and she only swallowed her tears bit by bit.

There are some things that can't be recalled there, and the past is unbearable, so I don't want to look back.

Just feeling that I am just blindly immersed in the pain and unbearableness of the past, that is only a kind of cowardice and weakness, that is a kind of disrespect for reality.

It's like a child who doesn't want to grow up. And the white fox's spirit really understands that he is no longer a child.

She wants to be independent, to face all kinds of pressures and difficulties in life and survival independently, and many times, on the road of survival and life, she is just a person.

She can only rely on her own hands and rely on her own efforts to find and find herself again.

That is a kind of hard work that requires strong efforts, and that is a kind of hard work and perseverance and strength that must be relied on in order to truly open up your own way of survival.

"Little fox, why didn't you die? It's been a long time since we've seen each other! ”

The spirit of the fish spirit was there smiling charmingly and bewitchingly, but there was a trace of coldness in the eyes under the eyebrows,

"Are you a bard? Or am I a bard?

The spirit is a person, a woman, and I am a real woman called the spirit.

And there can only be one bard in this world.

I'm so stupid! So that you still exist in this world and live for so long!

This can't happen again, and today, I'm going to put an end to it! ”