I remember some things when I was a kid.

When I was in elementary school, I liked to play table tennis, and then I saved money, pestered my family to buy the first table tennis racket, and took it to school to play twice, and then when I went out of class to play, I was snatched away by two junior high school students or high school students.

I don't forget whether I cried at that time.

I still remember the big rock, next to the old back door of the school, and then the cement road was built down the ramp, and the edge of the concrete road was about 20 centimeters away from the stone. I can still remember the image of water flowing past the rocks when it rains sometimes.

When I was in junior high school, I boarded at school and studied on my own in the evening. Every night I would pay five cents to buy a piece of chocolate to eat, and the chocolate was hard and a little bitter, and then I felt that my brain was very clear. Towards the end of the evening self-study, the teacher had already left, and one of the boys in our class was playing hide and seek in the school. At that time, I liked to scare girls, and when I came out of the stairs of the teaching building, there were gardens on both sides of the road, surrounded by low privet trees, and we hid behind the privet trees when we were about to get out of class, and when we saw someone coming down, we jumped out of the house to scare people.

One night when class was about to end, I sneaked into the garden, and then I saw a friend who had been playing well with me come over and sneak to the other side. I think it's really the same thing that heroes see, and it will be twice as terrifying. Then three female classmates came downstairs, and when they came over, I jumped out of the room with an "ah", and my friends also jumped out from there...... collided in the air, the three female classmates were stunned for a long time, and we had to run away in disgrace.

Sometimes I would hide in the dark corridor and get a flashlight, and when someone walked by, I would suddenly turn it on and shine it on my chin. Once, a girl was scared to tears. It made us feel at a loss, thinking that this is bad, we won't tell the teacher......

When I was in junior high school, I participated in a school-wide art show, and I talked about cross talk with a fat man, and I wrote the cross talk, and the effect was very good. The fat man didn't rehearse seriously, and when it came time to perform, he couldn't remember his lines, and he was halfway through the performance. He asked me, "What's next?" So I told him...... I forgot to move the microphone off my lips. Of course, the effect is still very good, at least everyone laughs.

What is there to express in writing about these things? Actually, there's nothing too complicated, if you really want to say it. I remember the simple mood at that time, such a school, a dormitory. Broken windows、Carefully written blackboard newspaper grape ズ笈Pa waste barium male ∠ 11 value Na Lang 16 scarlet rice pie ㄖ愦蛏u twilight 19 with cha 7 Xi Lao 锢 stupid thumb otter 16 Hao 浼涔 Lu Lu サ Na 2 6 stewed americium obedient Di Fu ヅ 锷 curtain 11 Na Zhan barium take forced to throw the satin Α7 that stool is also a stool blow blow male t dark Na Huang Huang sulphur unloading the locust ゲ ring thief forgiveness?

Many times I wonder if I've grabbed something. Because there are so many things I missed, but sometimes I also tell myself that the memory is finally in my mind, and the feeling at that time, even a little further, I can still remember a lot of things. I remember the feelings, but I forgot the people involved.

Nowadays, I like to listen to songs while taking the bus, watching people go up and down, and watching the scenery pass outside. Think about what kind of story they have. Each time, I can construct countless images in my mind, and everything comes to life with the music, and I can see every detail clearly, containing certain feelings. That's my forte, but it's also a lonely game, and if someone is talking to me, all imagination is gone.

Two years ago, I went to Sanya with a few friends and said where to play. I said it would be better to take the bus. When you see a car, you go up and want to get off and down. Walk around, and you can run all over Sanya...... Later, of course, it was not done like this2

things. We stayed in the hotel, coded during the day, went to the hotel pool in the evening, went for a walk on the beach, and then when it was time to eat, we went to Sanya city to eat KFC...... The food over there is so bland.

So every time I take the bus alone, I will wear headphones and try to sit in the back window by the window, and the music is mostly fantasical, and sometimes I will see some interesting things. Last year, once I took a bus to Changsha, it was raining, and there was a lot of water in the bus, not many people, but it was also full of seats in the car, next to a position behind the driver's seat, someone probably just vomited, leaving a puddle of vomit next to it, and people who came up subconsciously bypassed it.

A young man and woman, probably less than twenty years old, came up, perhaps university students. The girl kept smiling and talking to the boy, stepping on the pile of things and never noticing, until the boy stood behind by the car door and sat down. I don't know when she found something under her feet, but I think she must have liked the boy very much, and after a few stops, the boy got off first, and then I got off the bus, and I don't know where the girl was sitting.

I had a girlfriend last year and broke up at the end of the year. It's the first time I've been in a relationship in years, and maybe it's funny, but I'm also twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, and I'm in my twenty-ninth year of life after today. After the breakup, I kept wondering if I was doing something wrong or doing it right.

I always wonder if I'm right or wrong.

I probably just came out of high school, and when I was in my early twenties, one day I suddenly got the phone number of a female classmate. But I haven't been in touch for two years, I called her that day, and suddenly my heart was difficult to calm down, I couldn't sleep that night, I couldn't calm down what I did the next day, I felt that my hands were shaking, and then I made a phone call to confess to her.

She must have had a boyfriend at the university at the time, and the outcome of the call was self-evident, but after the call and the end, her mood calmed down and she had a good night's sleep, after which I was complacent about it as "the end of the Qingchun era", and since then I have forgotten about it, worked hard, and stopped thinking about it.

One day, about a year later, she called me out of the blue, and I thought it was very strange, and I asked her what was the matter, and she asked if I had promised you. What would you do, I said I knew you wouldn't agree, and she didn't say anything.

At that time, I voluntarily gave up college because of my family's conditions, but after graduating from high school, I couldn't find a good job, and my life may not be embarrassing, but it was not a time to afford anything. After that phone call, I suddenly felt that night. I'm such a bad person, heh, calling to confess in order to get a good night's sleep - of course it wasn't, of course I did like her at the time - and since then, I don't think I should drag others down or get in the way when I can't take responsibility. Even if it's just emotional swings. So for several years after that, I stopped touching anything that might involve feelings, and although I had the opportunity to do so, I was suppressed almost by myself when the thought arose.

It wasn't until one day that I felt like I had learned what responsibility looked like and I thought I could start trying it out.

But...... Hehe, of course these ideas are wrong.

In fact, in the final analysis, it is my own strong sense of self-protection that is at fault. I realized this on the eve of a classmate's wedding last year, we had dinner together, and when I went in, I saw her again, she was married, and when I greeted her, I was stunned for a moment and said, "This is ......" She hasn't changed much, there is her name, and I remember all kinds of memories. But at the time, I just didn't recognize it...... That night I thought: I'm such a.

Presumably she and her husband won't read my article. It's nothing to write these things, even if you can see them. That's nothing, it's just a memory, and if possible, I want to say, "I'm sorry." ”

What I'm trying to say now is that there are many regrets in life that make it perfect, but that's not the case. Ever since I was 20 years old, I have been working tirelessly to avoid regrets and hurts, and if I think things might fail in the end, I simply don't touch them, and now I think about it, but it has become a real regret. If there are young people in their teens and twenties who read my book, I hope you will not be like this, seize happiness and try it if you have challenges.

After a man is thirty years old, he has to do things that he is sure of. This is said in "The Grandmaster", but that was after the age of thirty.

And for me, it is no longer necessary to return myself to some kind of "rightness". There used to be so many twists in my xingge that I felt dazed and painful about, but now they have been fixed in my body and become a part of me, and I have been able to keep something precious to me. The outlook on life has been established, and the confusion is gone.

Because of this, I was able to write books, and therefore I was able to write books, because of these, I could listen to songs and watch the crowd go up and down in the back of the bus, and see more and more things, because of this, I could code in the noisy KFC, and the people around me as the background, so I was able to break down my life more deeply and objectively, and thus get experiences that no one else had. I think if I've lost anything, I've gained a lot as well.

Sometimes I think that life may be like a bus, many people will accompany you for a ride, some people will walk a longer distance with you, some people will get off at the next stop, some people will sit far away, some people will sit next to you, sooner or later, they will get off the bus, and you will get up at a certain station to reach the end.

I sometimes go out for a walk.

The town where I live now has a big lake, with good greenery and facilities, and at night there are all kinds of light strips, music, and sometimes there are theatrical performances in the small square. The road for a walk around the lake, there is a big house on the opposite side, the lights are turned on at night, just like a villa, when I first came here, I thought: wow, who can build a villa by this lake, really rich. It was later found to be a public toilet.

In the evening, I listened to the song and went to the lake for a walk. One night I came back from the lake, it was a little late, there was a lonely bus stop in front of me, countless stars in the sky, I looked up and looked around, it seemed a little empty. The street lights shine on the road, from time to time there are vehicles passing by, the car lights shine in the distance, opposite is a community, next to the quiet, temporarily suspended construction site, but looking back, the lights on the lake are reflected, the lights of the city are blurry and quiet, and there are pedestrians returning at night in the field of vision. When I thought about the life they lived, I suddenly thought, there are so many people.

In this city, in this world, there are really many people, just like the stars in the sky, they can't be counted. Everyone has their own life, all kinds of bizarre experiences, just imagining that there are so many people, so many lights, is enough to exhaust the brain. At that time, I suddenly felt that it was a pity that one person could only live a lifetime. I really want to experience everyone's life......

Later, I thought, although I hadn't thought about it so explicitly before, maybe that's why I love writing so much.

I'm twenty-eight years old. In the process of writing the book, I can simulate many things and moods, and I feel very ordinary and difficult to be surprised when I see many things. One day a friend told me that if you have no accidents in your life, no surprises, and you can understand everything, wouldn't it be too boring. I don't know if it's really boring to others, but for me, every moment, I experience all kinds of feelings, joy, joy, nostalgia, and sadness. Every moment of this world can surprise and calm me. It was also on that night that I thought it would be great to be able to see such a bizarre world with countless lives and countless emotions intertwined.

I really want to let everyone know these emotions.

We can only live for a few decades, and when one day we get off this bus, there are countless people on it, and some people go to the bloody lawsuit to go to the men's shallow story! H Shuo Tao Sodium Carbon Twin Valerian Luck Panic Yi Lu Stealing Ant Tip Wish to Tell the Nuclear Burden One Stir Recitation Ji Ji Mu Ao?

Oh, and ...... Nice to meet you guys.

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