Chapter 422: Tonghua (17)

I slowly learned that some people are haunted by dreams, but they are only suitable for putting them in the bottom of their hearts; Some people are not shocked, but they are suitable for a lifetime. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info love is a fateful meeting, or stop, hug; Or rub shoulders, look back, some walk by, very light, very light but very painful......

I slowly learned that in life, there are always many ditches to cross; Over the years, there are always many regrets that need to be made up; In life, there is always a lot of confusion to be understood. Pain and happiness, thinking and pursuing, the rainbow is always after the wind and rain.

Life is like a dream, and a dream is like life. How much time do we have left? Time flies, and how much time is left for us to waste. Cherish every time, cherish every feeling, cherish every experience, cherish every friendship. Fate allows us to meet, and space allows us to meet. Words allow us to communicate. The screen allows us to intersect. Sincerity makes us know each other. Truth makes us hold each other. In the space of the Internet, encounter is fate, and acquaintance is providence. Communication is friendship, and blessing is true feelings. Maybe we'll never see each other. But our hearts are forever connected. Joys and sorrows are red dust, and ups and downs are life. This is the very essence of our lives.

Walking in the red dust, it is inevitable that there will be loneliness and loneliness.

Late at night, loneliness is like a cup of tea, slipping down in your quiet heart. It exudes a fragrance, tells a kind of loneliness, and expresses an emotion.

Sitting in front of the window, looking at the round moon, the misty light is so soft, telling the loneliness of the moon.

At this time, you feel that no one can understand you, then you can only bear the loneliness, enjoy the loneliness, and taste the loneliness.

If you can find a soulmate in the red dust, it is a kind of happiness. If you can't find a soulmate, then you can enjoy the solitude quietly.

When you're lonely, books are your best companion. There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book. or read at will, or read quietly, from the sea of words, to find the kind of surprise that "suddenly looks back, but the person is in the dim light"; To feel the vicissitudes of the world, feel the tenacious pulse of the protagonist's life beating with you......

When you're lonely, turn on the music. Let the curling music permeate the room, listen quietly, quietly follow the ups and downs of the music, feel Chopin's piano music, look for the heat of summer, feel the sadness of his works, feel his lifelong persistent pursuit, feel his love that can never be obtained; With Beethoven's Symphony of Fate, I feel his feelings of fighting against fate all his life, and appreciate his strength and courage in choking the throat of fate......

When you are lonely, gently open the door of your heart and let your thoughts fly. Let the mind fly in the vast sky. With the help of the time tunnel, let us return to our childhood again, return to the innocent home where there are no worries and only happiness, and relive the taste of innocence. Then let your dreams fly and look forward to the beauty of tomorrow and the bright sunshine of tomorrow!

When you are lonely, you always think of love. Love is the most terrible plaything in this world, and no one can understand its meaning. Those who have it are happy, and those who cannot have it are miserable. Love is the wind, it comes and goes, and it comes and goes...... I don't know when love will become a knife, a dagger, and go so many times in your fragile heart! How to feel its pulse is a topic that you will never finish studying in your life. You long to have love, you want to have a lifetime of attachment, but before you have time to savor it, maybe it will want to leave you, embarrass you, make you sad, and overwhelm you. What is love?

When you are lonely, who is your closest friend, who will patiently listen to your heart, your pain? In the lonely night, hold a glass of red wine, make a cup of tea, light a cigarette, and think slowly.

In the vast red dust, you don't have to be afraid of loneliness, you don't have to be afraid of loneliness, because loneliness enriches your world and enhances your understanding of life.

Loneliness is a cup of tea, when you are the loneliest, it will also exude fragrance, as long as the heart is there, then loneliness will accompany you, through a day, a year, a lifetime......

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. To understand a person, one just needs to stare into his eyes. A down-to-earth person, his eyes will never dodge, he should be calm and ethereal.

I like to look into the eyes of children. Clear, transparent, undisguised, almost like a pool of quiet lake.

I like ethereal because we lack this kind of thing so much.

The ethereal spirit of childlike innocence is a return to tranquility, a harmonious beauty, and an infinite reverie. I have always pursued the ethereal spirit of the heart because I longed for a brief rest and soothing in the soul.

A complex world, a complex interpersonal relationship, a complex society. All this can easily make people's hearts gradually become cloudy.

Every night, I unfold my thoughts. In the starlight or the moonlight, see through my heart. In the quiet of the night, exposed to the tenderness of the lights. I used my mind to carefully count the bits and pieces that had accumulated in my heart.

Everyone has desires, they all want to get, and they don't want to give up.

Therefore, the space of the heart is crowded and crowded, all the gains and losses of life, all desire and possession, all disturbance and sorrow.

I know what I've been looking for, and I know what kind of life I'm supposed to have. It has been said that women are born with a love of dreaming. Really, I'm a big dreamer, too. A faint purple dream, gentle, soft, from girlhood, to the present. I know that is my happiness, my love, my pursuit. In my dreams there was an extremely important person in my life. A very vivid man. There is enthusiasm hidden in indifference, and kindness and innocence are contained in uninhibitedness. I love him! I want to tie him to my heart. I closed the window of my heart. I'd rather keep this fairy tale alone, watching this happiness alone, until I am old.

I don't know when the space of the heart began to become crowded, there were too many concerns, too many worldliness, too many realities. Through my thoughts, I discovered myself who was staggering in place. I, sadly, finally discovered that I was also blinded by the vulgar world and could not find the way forward, so I could only expand my thoughts in the middle of the night, enter the space of my heart, and look for the dreams I once had.

At this time, a story suddenly came to mind.

A painter is persecuted and moves into a small, dilapidated house, dark and damp, without even a window, and there is a feeling of suffocation and depression as soon as he enters.

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The excitement is not over......

Find out what happens next!

Respectfully, please, and wait

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