PS: For the New Year, it is not advisable to work hard and hurt your brain, hehehe.

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His eyes reminded me of the waters of the Pacific Ocean, and when I sailed my ship inadvertently to his equatorial windless zone, the gulls hovered over the mast and occasionally rested, and the stern of the ship stirred up the water to push me to a destination that was not in line with theirs, but they still unreasonably vibrated with the North Pacific currents and rushed to the inland shore of the continent, and I could no longer see them. Nothing could be seen except the swaying sun and the vast sea meeting in the distant sky.

The sun may be about to melt, like lemon candy about to dissolve in a glass of water, rolling with the waves, only to create the last cloud and then spread light and heat, only to knead the sea breeze more and more smoothly and gently. The sour and sorrowful followed in a haunting manner. To me, to him.

-2-

"Of course it's not fair." He flicked the ash on the table and said to himself, "How can everything be fair?" ”

"I didn't know you still smoked." I say.

"There's so much you don't know." He propped his head with his hands, grinned and threw away the cigarette that he hadn't smoked much, stepped on a pair of leather shoes that were as bright as a mirror and ran them alternately, glancing at me casually, "I'm tired." Do you have any remedies for fatigue? ”

"Nope." I blurted out. Look firmly at his slightly flirtatious eyes.

"It's not fair." He stressed, not responding to my gaze, "The bad guys have no way out." ”

-3-

He was at my desk when I was studying, and I have to say that his smile made me sleep in bed and haunted me, and even became the only motivation to support me for a long time when I almost gave up my efforts, and his smile must have something else, so it is not surprising that I tasted it millions of times. If I were a painter, I would use a brush to paint back and forth on the drawing board and draw that smile millions of times, but I wasn't, so I called someone to help me draw it. After the painting is finished, it is better to frame it and hang it on the wall, and I have the name of the work in mind, so I will call him. In this way, I can sit back and relax in the face of other people's slander, I don't care about anything else, I just want this painting.

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I think he's obedient and restrictive, but that's all my subjective opinion. No one else can empathize with me, they will only use the hateful mouth of slavery to spread some unwritten opinions. A friend of mine told me something about him, like he had beaten a person to a cripple before, and just because he was in a bad mood, he got into a fight and willingly walked into the detention center. I really wanted to tear that man's mouth, even if that person's relationship with me was iron. It's better to simply beat him to a cripple and calmly state that you're just in a bad mood. So they're going to put me on the cusp, and I have that painting, so there's nothing to fear.

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I told him about it, and he didn't say a word, and I thought he didn't think so, but he didn't. He listened so carefully and took it to heart, so much so that he went in from his left ear and did not come out of his right ear for half a day. "These people are really sick," he said.

I chimed in, "yes." The illness is not light. ”

Actually, I'm not the same thing as him. I didn't know until much later. I realized my stupidity, and I wanted to go back to that moment and shut my mouth.

-6-

I was walking with him before, and I heard a loud throat scream, how do you say he pretends to be so like, haha. I've soaked so many women, drunk and depicted, and now I'm pretending to be like a person who doesn't know the world, if I really use my skills to test the key points of the city, it's over, who of us doesn't know that he is a brother, don't you say? The person next to him also chattered and nodded yes. When I stopped to look at them, they did not feel weak, but looked directly at me, and gave me a middle finger. Then he turned his head and told his friend that it would be difficult to mess with him. His friend giggled, I wanted to punch them, and I did. Afterwards he asked me, "Aren't you afraid?" I said what I was afraid of. He said that they were looking for revenge, and that they would fight you together when the time came. Even if we beat one of the two of us to death, we can't do it. I said I could just kill the two of them together.

I'll call that a martyrdom.

-7-

One day I called him to my house and showed him the paintings.

This, me? He looked suspicious.

That's right. Now I'm sending you. I say.

Why? He asked.

It's nothing, just send it if you want to. I say.

Actually, I know better than anyone else that this is selfish.

I'm sending you. Take it. I say.

He took it and reciprocated it with the smile he had in the painting.

-8-

He admits that he did pretend, so he's begging for my forgiveness now.

Forgive the fart. I say.

The words were like the light of his eyes, and as soon as the words passed from my vocal cords to my throat and through the air to his ears, the light was turned off with a click.

-9-

I was the first to be approached. My eyes and mouth were wrapped in black tape or black cloth, and my hands were tied together.

A group of people, estimated to be six or seven, according to the voice of speech. Some of them didn't talk, and then they called him, it was just a provocative word, only the last sentence I heard clearly, if there is a kind, come, if you don't have a seed, you will slaughter your friend. After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and laughed.

He may have come, but the sound was noisy anyway, and I felt like someone had stabbed me in my confusion, and he knocked out the person in front of me with one punch.

Picked me up on my back and ran out.

-10-

He did it again, and went into the detention center with six or seven delinquent teenagers, winking at me before entering, which meant: It's okay. Go and come.

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I went to his house later and saw him tearing up the painting. The splinters were mixed with spit and thrown into the paper basket.

Forgive the fart. I think.

-12-

When he came out, I slapped him first. As a congratulatory message.

What are you doing. He said.

Hit you.

Why hit me.

Get up on the wrong side of the bed.

Yes. He said. Drink?

I nodded.

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He drank frighteningly heavily, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that a thousand glasses were not drunk.

I said, didn't you scold those people for being sick? I thought you were scolding them for spreading rumors.

That's a fact. I'm not mad at the facts. He said. I just feel like they're taking away my right to be a good person.

I just said without a clue, how can you do it.

This is the second mistake I made.

For this I get a fist in return. It was really painful for him to hit someone, and his fist was like iron, and he directly knocked me off the chair and fell to the ground.

Are you also in a bad mood? I asked, wiping the corners of my mouth.

Or do you know me. He laughed.

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Bad people change for good, and good people change for bad are things that are spurned.

Instead of trying to change, it is better to do your duty, so as not to sink the bitter sea more and more bottomless.

I said this to him. But he held his ground and swore to be the last reed.

-15-

I had already imagined that he would come to me, and that I would repeat what I had said and give him a reglued drawing.

I knew you took it. He said.

Why tear it off. I say.

I just can't get used to myself. He said.

Then I knew I wouldn't give it to you, this time, you still tear it? I say.

Do not tear. He said.

Tricksters. I say. Remember to tell me if you tear it.

Don't tear it, really don't tear it. He assured.

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He became a painter, painting things that I couldn't understand. But he became famous for some reason.

What are you drawing? I don't understand. I pointed to the bizarre picture.

Draw my laughter. He said.

The painting was almost distorted, and I couldn't make any judgments.

After watching his exhibition, I took my little brother to make an appointment.

-17-

Bad people change for good, and good people change for bad are things that are spurned.

Instead of trying to change, it is better to do your duty, so as not to sink the bitter sea more and more bottomless.

-- The dividing line of all evils --

"Pity the Hearts of Parents in the World"

The woman had lung cancer, and the doctor asserted that there was only three months to live. The woman did not cry, but she begged the doctor, and the child came to visit the patient, and asked the doctor to explain in front of the child, telling him that the mother's illness was not serious. Because the child is facing the college entrance examination period.

Two days later, the woman's son arrived, staring at the doctor with half-believing eyes. After listening to the doctor's diagnosis and carefully reading the medical certificate issued by the doctor, a little smile finally appeared on his face.

The college entrance examination was over, and one day, the woman's husband came and told the doctor that the child had been admitted to a university in another place, and on the third day of registration, his mother had died. The doctor asked, "Did you tell the child?"

The man replied: Dare to say there! The child has just been admitted to university, and his studies will be very busy and very important, how can you influence him?

Pity the hearts of parents in the world, what is the biggest and most important?

"The Misfortune of Mr. Ann Lun"

Unfortunately, in the middle of the night, Mr. Ahn Lun crashed into a couple parked on the side of the road due to drunkenness and illegal speed. He chose to escape.

Mr. Ahn Lun had money, but that didn't mean he was willing to take on the crash. The scene of the crash was horrific, the young girl was hit by a telephone pole, and an iron brace pierced her body, killing her instantly.

Mr. Ayn's second misfortune was that he deliberately hit a moving car in the middle of the next checkpoint to cover up the damage caused by his previous accident. He aggressively called the police. When the police questioned him about the collision, he was surprised that the driver of the car cooperated with his lies, and offered to pay him compensation. He was glad that he was smart and witty about himself.

However, he really didn't know that the bad luck that his two choices would bring him was a dark hell. The driver of the car is a killer wanted by the police department, and his cooperation and obedience are firstly to hide his true identity; There is also the fact that he wants to take revenge on Mr. Ahn Lun for the two criminal acts he has committed. He had passed by the scene of a previous car accident and witnessed the tragic situation of a car accident.

In the early hours of the morning, the driver of the car knocked on Mr. Ahn's door. Mr. An Lun, who was honestly afraid, offered twice the amount of compensation as compensation. But the driver of the car told him that money is really not everything, and that even killers have a conscience and compassion. He said: I will kill you, not for myself, but for the young girl hanging from the telephone pole!

"Temptation"

She looked at the bloodied knife in her hand, and then at the corpse in front of her.

The faint breeze left its mark in her wet hair, and the tears in her eyes slipped down softly, mixing with the blood on the ground into a puddle of mud. The sea is like an erased memory, trying to bring this unpleasant time back to its original place, the bottomless depths of the sea. Seagulls are attracted by the smell of fish, and in the moonlight they hover over their heads like apostles sent by death.

She was not frightened by the punishment she deserved, the perverted excitement in her heart had long outweighed the fear, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she looked up at the sky. The night was hazy.

In the blink of an eye, the knife in his hand had been washed away by the seawater, and the red-hot blood had been wiped away. The corpses have also been washed away by the sea to another world. The sea calmed down, and a gentle touch of her hands seemed to suggest that now was the perfect time for her to leave.

The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and it began to drizzle. The waves are getting higher and higher.

She knew she was free, and she could leave now and never come back. But this thought did not fill the hole in her heart, but made her sink deeper. She didn't expect that she would still have concerns about him after she got rid of his control.

Frantically searching for his body in the seawater, but there is only an icy reef underfoot. Piercing screams came and went, breaking through the protective film on the surface of the sea and echoing at the bottom of the sea.

Looking back, the land was gone, my heart was beating faster, and the smile on my lips had long since faded. The sea level was still rising, but the sound of the waves crashing against the sand could no longer be heard, only the sound of her heavy breathing. I want to shout loudly, but I can't get anything out when I open my mouth. And that scream turned into deafening thunder. Lightning was striking the sea relentlessly, the icy water level high above her neck, slowly pressing against her ribcage, giving her no chance to take her last breath.

Kicking the brutal water, trying to surface just to take a breath, but as soon as you open your mouth, the water will flood your head.

Suddenly, she felt her leg wrapped around something and pull down, and she was pulled to the bottom of the sea with her last breath left.

At the moment when she was completely unconscious, she saw his face:

"There's nothing left to keep us apart."

"Sun Da Yu"

When I was a child, I also dreamed that I would become a hero, make havoc in the heavenly palace, and be different. I also fantasized that I would become an amazing person, influencing others and changing myself. When I was a child, I was naïve, ignorant, and naïve.

When a child goes to the breakfast shop to eat a simple churros, he imagines himself to become the owner of a food shop, adding a sizzling sausage to the hollow of the fritter and smearing it with sauce, which becomes a new invention of a unique food, which is very popular.

Silly and cute, on the way home from school, humming and chirping, singing a few words and phrases of Discord through some tune, and smug, thinking that it was quite a great achievement, but I didn't know that I didn't know that I didn't know all five tones and didn't understand music theory.

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The innocence of your youth, the invincibility of youth, will not stop time because your imagination is bursting. Time is a knife that kills pigs and kills people. Kill the once beautiful and flawless face, and kill the once rolling and beating hot and intense heart.

Everything seems to have faded. Blandness may be the most appropriate portrayal of life. Plain clocking in at work, dull going home for dinner, plain being surrounded by the nagging of parents and relatives, and being insipid and indifferent by the criticism and reprimand of the company's CEO.

When the Great Sage only has one rod left to accompany him, how will he spend the long time of five hundred years? When I was nearly 30 years old, I looked at myself in the mirror and seemed to be no longer young, how to write the rest of my life.

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Qingdao after the heavy snowfall season is cold. The snow falls, melts the snow, and grinds the temperature very low. The photos sent by the group of travelers are rare and beautiful, the fog is beautiful, tough and upright. In the cold winter season, in addition to the rare guests in the mountains, you can also run to the snow field and roll around.

Ten years ago, I may not be as full of nonsense and insincere as I am now; may not be like myself at this moment, with scruples and confused words; But, so what. Old age is irreversible and irreversible. experience, there will be no hesitation, regression, but to move forward.

In that case, why do you have to reminisce and regret it? The past is destined not to have a happy ending, but just a graceful process. Although it is wonderful, it is just dust and ashes that are broken and scattered into mud.

Since he is old, let him continue to be old, and since he is mediocre, let me continue to be mediocre! Sun Dasheng, who is left by the world, still has a stick as his companion; I was left by the world, and I still have countless stupid two partners who were left behind with me.

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Dreaming of this thing, saying I have it, just to say goodbye to salted fish. If you say no, it doesn't matter, it's to ask if your dream can be exchanged for a few taels of broken silver, but the gold hoop on your head is lost.

The thirty-year-old self and the thirteen-year-old self are just a wonderful journey on the road of life, and the wonder is wonderful, but with a smile, the old grandson will go......