Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Best Time
There are no more words, just babble a few words and make do with the beginning!
"Every day of human life, outside of the wonderful, is doing what you can choose. If you want to start over, in fact, every morning can be a new choice, such as now, you stand up and open the window to see today, the rain has stopped, and it is another bright day......"
"If you want to be a fish, you won't get dirty if you don't take a bath, there's a new world every seven seconds, it's cute to be fat enough to have a belly sticking out, and you won't feel sad if you're lazy and sloppy."
People are not frivolous teenagers, they are crazy, they are crazy, they are crazy, and they are drunk.
Flowers are flying and falling all over the sky, sad; Alas; Complaining.
"Time, invisible and intangible, ticking, like the wind, keeps passing, flying freely like a bird, like a lost boat, without direction. Childhood is long and melodious, and when I grow up, I regret every moment before me. ”
"The starry sky is beautiful because in the infinite universe, no matter how the darkness spreads, there is the light of the stars to illuminate it. The world is like this, where there is despair, there will be hope. ”
"The best day is the feeling of the morning sun shining on your face. There was a cat on the windowsill, and outside the window were faded trees, and in the distance were hills and hills. ”
"If the cat also returns to the distance, then it will look at the clouds. Look, that's it staring deeply at me; Listen, the wind blows in my ears, that's what it whispers to me......"
"It's dusk at the moment, and the village at dusk has a little more charm in poetry and painting."
"The lights under the eaves haven't been turned on yet, so you have to remember to go home......"
"The grass here is deep, deep through the years. The sea is far away, far beyond light years. Enter, you can't see the end of the world. Retreat, no place to return. This is my wilderness. Love ends here, and so does the heart. I hope that someone will be moved by the summer flowers that move me, and sing the praises of the passing of the same praise as me, just as the autumn wind stops at the autumn water, and I want to stop at you. ”
"I felt the touch of the breeze in my ears. I've seen the last trace of loneliness in the sunset, but I've never seen you love me. ”
"When I was a child, I thought that there were many children who were happy together, and when I grew up, I found that playing computer games every day was happiness, and then I thought that being with the person I liked was the happiest, but now I think that loneliness is happiness."
"We are busy all day long, like swarms of soulless flies, noisy, restless, unable to hear the voices of the soul. Time passes, childhood is gone, we grow up, the years have taken away a lot of memories, but also eroded the childish innocence that we once had in our hearts, we ignore the shackles of the soul, indulge in the glitz of the world, focus on the law of interests, we lose ourselves. ”
"Every girl was originally a treasure, but somehow, many people have lost themselves."
Little girl, are you still there?