Midnight

The night came quietly, getting darker and darker. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoKuroko stands alone at the intersection waiting for his wife. The child next to him chattered and said, "Mom, why haven't you come back yet" After waiting and waiting for no one to come back, Kuroko sent the child home to sleep. Then he went out again. Walking on this road, I don't know how many years, when he was a child, he was always lonely, and he never cared about his mother's words, and his mother also obeyed him in fear. Only my father can't beat and scold, and I can take care of it. The person who was not bothered by eating, wearing passed by a lot, too. How many years have I traveled to the north and south, I always thought that I was not by his side. Only his mother was by his side. Because, every time, my mother was happy when I came back. It wasn't until later that the mother gave up this affection for herself. It's all their own children, and later, they sent away their own children in the wind and rain, and Heizi also hated his mother, and how could the mother get to the black daughter-in-law to come back and have her own home, and how many years have passed, Hei has his own children and the old mother is gone, and the daughter-in-law who didn't leave is now preparing to pick him up. As a child, he was stubborn and went from naivety and ignorance to today. What's more, there are no people waiting here, there are irrelevant people everywhere. No one smiled sincerely, let alone a cordial greeting. Wine and friends, friends of fish and meat, characters that can't be talked about, and can't come out. The abundance of knowledge, everything and everything, and what. I forgot how to look at the river in this daytime, how many times I went back, I don't know how to face it, and I don't know how to spend the days under the world. What else do you have? There is no affection, no friendship, and all this is because of that. Looking back, everything is called yesterday's arrogance, but it adds a bit of maturity and melancholy. Does that mean it's too late. On the way, there are too many confusions, temptations, and if you are not careful, you will never have a place to reflect. It is not often said in the ancient precept that if you often walk by the river, it is inevitable that you will not get your feet wet. There are thousands of roads in the world, some people take your precepts, and you also take people precepts, of course, good and bad, gentlemen and villains. Looking back at the road ahead, I don't know how many years have passed, and how many years will be walked in the future. And this hundred years is surprisingly rare. In the blink of an eye, the river was gone.

Looking for hope where there is no hope, looking for a few wisps of tenderness in a place where there is no warmth, he is black and that's it. No, he is more in the good youth. Why was it born? Do you want to live? Why now? Yesterday is gone. The road is still under your feet, whether it is for yesterday's emotion or forward. What else? Isn't it often said in ancient sayings that no one is perfect? And what does he have with a black one. When no one cares. He wanted to go out for a walk on a night like this. The child also slept. In the distance, only the starry eyes are still high in the sky, looking back at the past. What else is on the way? What else is there when you walk to the Cape of the Heavenly Cliff? Black keeps asking himself? What else? For what?

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The night silence is terrible, and a person can't choose a hundred years of time, so how can he be worthy of Cangsang under the historical relics. And once, he missed too much, and now what. Isn't there a love in the world? Yes It was given by the mother when I was a child. After marriage, it is given by the wife. Now it's the kids. What does he give to the child, and what does he give him? Under the vastness, ask the sky or the earth. And yet he was a man. Can't cry or be a father with a child. The joy he felt when he first heard the child call him Daddy, but he gave up everything in order to survive. However, at this time, he remembered that he was also a person. A weak man who needs to be cared for. But what is he? What else was there in those days of fighting? But the world is not going to turn or stop. Yes, it never stopped. But what did he have? Nothing left? But, now it's different. He thought of his wife, a woman who had been away for many years and wanted to return to her roots. This woman has spent some years with him. And yet what about him? And what was given to her? At this time, maybe it's a guilt, or a feeling, or a passion that stays together for a lifetime, maybe there's everything, or maybe nothing.

The road is still under our feet. More than half of the time has passed, what else can he remember? Perhaps possession is the most precious.

After a while, Hei waited for his daughter-in-law, and the two went home together, and the night was still dark.