In 09, I had just started college, and at that time, I encountered a flu raging, and one day my nose was sore and my limbs were weak. If it had been placed in the past, it would have been a small cold that was not worth mentioning, and a cold shower would have been fine. But in that special period, all of a sudden, it was like a cat that had been stepped on its tail, and the kind of horror, chagrin, and unwillingness are still fresh in my memory, and the whole world changed from color to black and white.

Pessimism seemed to have seeped into every cell of me, and I felt that I must have had influenza A.

So, I went to QQ space to speak, hinting at my family with words, and I made the appearance of explaining my last words, and I didn't think about him in my head, until three days later, all the symptoms disappeared, and everything proved that it was still just a small cold, I was still alive, and everything was fine.

Han Han said that sometimes, the four words "false alarm" are the most beautiful idioms in the world, which are a hundred times better than what is elated, colorful, and smooth sailing. You know what it means to lose.

At that time, I really had some feelings, and I was elated for the rest of my life.

In order to give new words to say sorrow, these seven words, I always feel that it is to describe other people's words, in any time I am worried, I feel that my sorrow is real, without a trace of artificiality, but until the next time I face the word sorrow, I will find that the previous sorrow is nothing.

Especially this time.

I wake up every day full of hope, but suddenly I become disappointed.

Every night when I turned off the lights, and only a little light was left from the outside, I looked at the half-black ceiling, and my heart was empty.

Future?

What I used to be full of hope, but now I can shed tears when I think about it.

The worries of the past, the sorrows of the past, became so insignificant when they made the future gray again and again.

A false alarm.

I miss the time when I used that word on myself.

What I find now is that the word false alarm is so beautiful, but the three words empty joy are so disappointing.

It's a pain that makes your heart feel relieved, but it is also raised high.

It's over, everything may really be over. (To be continued......)