It was raining outside the window, and I stopped and tossed and turned for a week, as if the sky was sad for something.

This autumn is a bit sad, but it's better to say that I'm too emotional, or maybe I understand the true meaning of life, but is this result really what I want?

I wake up from my dreams every day, and I don't know what I'm worried about, is it her? Or is it the future? I knew it all along, but I deceived myself into not remembering it.

Time didn't take me away, but you forgot to take me away, this sentence is a hypnotic word that mocks me, which makes my heart ache faintly, and even tears unbearably.

I'm so stupid, I don't know how to cherish it, whether it's reality or the Internet, I'm a childlike teenager through and through, immersed in the world of fantasy every day, swimming in scientific knowledge, thinking about life, and writing articles. I don't have enough time, so I only sleep a few hours a day, and as long as I am awake, I am writing, writing, watching, watching, is it too much energy? However, if I spend all this time with love and my love, maybe I will gain a marriage partner like ordinary people. However, I chose the magical world after all.

Time flies, as if with a flick of a finger, the road of life is slowly walking. Or walk alone to a deserted path, or go with the flow to a crowded road. Sometimes, I feel like I'm alone, and sometimes, I can't help but think of you and our past, but it's like a world away.

Love who you met around the corner and whether it doesn't make you cry. People, as expected, always find out to cherish what they have after they lose, which is a common problem of people, and the biggest reason is that they think that what they get will always be their things, but in fact, they don't find that everything has a time limit, including love. But who is to blame, to blame human nature, or to blame myself, I prefer the latter. Whether you are wrong or not, you must first find the reason from yourself, rather than transferring your weaknesses to others.

This autumn, people went to the empty building, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed that it had been, just a dream I had. Where have all the people gone? Where has the time gone? Where have we been? Where have you gone?

Everyone is busy: busy in love, busy working part-time, busy surfing the Internet, busy playing, busy endorsing, busy too much, just like I am busy writing at this time, choices have a price, people will change, whether you want to or not. In this case, why do I still feel sad and make me miss it so much, I think the ultimate reason is that we used to be stupid!

I don't blame you, and I don't blame anyone. This summer, suffered two experiences, one in reality and one in the web. I don't blame anyone, if you want to blame yourself. The running of youth is destined to overcome obstacles by oneself, and others accept it as a matter of course. Love is destined not to be humble, destined to keep oneself and hold the distance.

Love has a time limit. The moment you have it, your love is already consumed, and what we can do is to get married before we consume too much. I don't know where I saw it, but it makes sense. Love is very complicated, so complicated that we are powerless and willing to be conquered by it, and it is leisurely watching the show, or the love that has been passed down through the ages, or the tragic love of the heart. What we can do is design our answer, an answer that satisfies it. But there are too many people who deal with it, and they understand it, so they will make these people understand that love is not a game, and if you play it, it will hurt you. However, it is not so terrible, as long as you take it seriously, don't be humble, only in this way, it will give you a satisfactory harvest.

If at the beginning, if at that time, if I didn't choose something else, too many ifs, too many excuses, we would only look for reasons for ourselves, but we didn't dare to face ourselves, I have to say, this is a kind of sadness. There is a good saying, I will not be a man again in the next life. However, apart from humans, what species can have a choice?

Choice is a philosophical reflection that people have to face squarely. There is giving, in fact, giving is gaining, what you gain, what you lose. Those things that we think are not important are actually the things we should cherish the most, and we will understand them eventually.

Life is a long road, you have to get by, take a step, look at a step, this is the way that too many people choose. And some people, but not willing to accept the status quo, dare to challenge themselves, maybe in the end failed, so do we praise them, or treat them as failures? I think most people choose the latter. We'd rather be ordinary than extraordinary. Why? Extraordinary people are always lonely.

Some people like to be simple, some people like to make a difference, so why can't we get other people's choices right? Why can't we praise others, praise these brave men? Afraid that others are better than themselves, and laugh at others for failing than themselves, this is human beings!

I don't do my job, I love to write articles, I love to fantasize, that's mine! There is no right or wrong, no importance, willfulness, that is to say, mine! I- I don't know myself, as if my soul wasn't mine, I don't know what kind of monster I am. I want to be simple and acceptable, but I want to be different.

When did I start to get bad, if normal is correct, then I'm a thug. Yes, when did it start, when did you first enter university? The previous self was ordinary, ordinary every day, and even had low self-esteem. Why? At that time, everyone around me was good-looking, but now that I think about it, I think too much about myself. At that time, the family affairs made my heart ache, my parents fell out because of my sister, and my sister wanted to run away from home and sever the father-daughter relationship. So I cried because of it, and now they tell me that they thought too much about it. Continuing with the above description, I see that everyone can find a girlfriend, why don't I like it, but now I think about it, there are several, but I didn't pay attention to it.

When I entered college, I was determined to change myself, and now I am better and more handsome, but why do I keep losing, is there something wrong with me? Keep thinking, keep adjusting, keep changing, but also keep losing. Life is a process of loss, the present is forever, and we have to accept the reality.