I want to have a beginning, but I don't know how to start, and finally I realize that the beginning is the end, so there is no beginning and no end.

It's a small world, and that's how we met. The world is big, and it's hard to see each other again when you're separated.

The anthology that I am going to write is not my pure spiritual understanding, but the most unsullied message from the depths of your heart, which may be a little gloomy, but the strength is just right, and it can just alert you to the fall. But I also want to say: although the toast is good, don't be greedy.

A story, a piece of music, an action, a video, a sentence that can make you smile forward and backwards, or make you move to tears, is it stupid, is it heartbeat, is it crazy? It is a gentleness that touches people's hearts instantly.

As far as the eye can see, there are memories, what the heart thinks, all the past, and what the eyes see, all regrets. Everything you can see is cause and effect, what you think is hope, and what you see is cause and effect.

Born to cry, die in silence, come vigorously and leave plainly. Turning back with a serious smile, you say to him: Hello, world!

Listening to other people's songs, watching other people's stories, and then thinking about my own life, I laughed: a few days ago, listening to songs in the American subway, my body couldn't help but get up, and finally everyone looked at me and went crazy, in order not to embarrass China, I shouted loudly: Baga!

I swear, you laughed, didn't you smile?

"In 2020, students don't have to go to school, they can attend classes at home." ——Excerpt from the 2003 Imagination Essay

So it became true, this is the world, everything is unpredictable.

I saw a little story and wrote it down, and I felt that it was not so painless**, but I felt that it was a little interesting, so I moved it here: In the Journey to the West, Sun Wukong said, I don't wear a golden hoop, I can't save her, and I can't love her if I wear a golden hoop. 10,000 years is too long, seize the day, and along the way, I find that nothing is immortal. We finally understand that once the people who were one step away from us, once they miss it, even if they become heroes of the world, wearing golden armor and stepping on colorful auspicious clouds. If you jump 108,000 miles, you may not be able to chase it back.

In the same era, different people, different circumstances, you smile at yourself and find that you are really ridiculous.

"Just yesterday, the construction site had just gotten off work, and the house was too hot, so I came out to cool off and sat under a big tree on the side of the road. I bought a bottle of chilled Master Kong mineral water and drank it, a girl skateboarded in front of me, looked at me with disgust, I smiled at her, laughed and laughed and I cried, I was about the same age as her. "It seems simple, you taste, you taste, you find that this is not just a story, although it seems a little ridiculous, but he pierced your heart!

That summer, he played the guitar with the girl he loved, and then he left the girl he loved because he had great ambitions. After that, they stopped contacting. ”

Many years later, he came back to his original hometown, and in the cool sun, he saw the girl, who was no longer young. Their story dissipated with the winds of that summer. ”

The heart moves, and go with the fate, in the name of love, are you still willing?

"Once upon a time there was a girl, she was blind, and she hated herself and all the people in the world, except for the boy who loved her and cared for her. One day, she said to the boy, "As long as I can see the world, I will marry you." The boy was silent. Later, a kind person donated corneas to the girl, and the girl was able to see, and she found that the world was so beautiful, but she also found out that the boy was blind. The boy asked her: Will you marry me? The girl was silent for a while and said, "I'm sorry, I hate blind people, and I left without looking back." The boy lowered his head, tears silently slipped from the boy's unfocused eyes, and a month after the girl left, the boy wrote a letter to the girl, with a few strokes: Please cherish my eyes, I will always love you. ”

This is a story, a story with buried internal organs, do you see that you are moved, disgusted, or helpless?

Laugh, and the whole world will laugh with you, and cry, and you will cry alone.

I used to be fine, I thought less, went to bed early, liked to laugh, but somehow I suddenly scribbled. Maybe this is the world, hello, the world!