Miss the Phoenix in the rain, misty rain, but I didn’t have time to touch her, her figure remained in my mind, lingering….. As if looming, as if at ease, as if an affectionate Hunan girl was waiting alone in the rain, pulling slippers, walking on the hard stone road, looking for your trace step by step, crying loudly and letting the rain baptize her, I can’t tell whether it is rain or tears, but I know that you shed tears but still miss it. If you can no longer dock, you just cry silently….

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Recently, I always have some strange dreams. I am not a person with too much sense of justice, but in the hazy dreams, I always play the role of hero, which makes me confused and unclear. However, heroes are doomed to be tragic. Fortunately, dreams are doomed to be just dreams. Being a hero is very tiring. Let’s just think so! So let me tell myself in reality that everything in my dream is ethereal, and I may have nothing to do with it in my whole life. Is ordinary a kind of happiness? Simplicity is happiness. For example, Tao Yuanming planted beans at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. Although the grass is full of beans and seedlings are thin, he is also happy. I think the feeling of happiness comes from the heart. The heart is warm, no matter how cold it is, I feel comfortable, so once I have it, I hope to continue the taste of happiness …… happiness is ultimately Plain, after experiencing too many joys and sorrows, we don’t want to have a constant temperature, which makes our hearts feel that we have something to rely on all the time. It is just an iceberg and a sea of fire. It is extremely cold to cold, and we will be fearless. I don’t think the taste of happiness can be modified with gorgeous words! Happiness is very simple. Lonely people don’t feel that they pay too little attention to the people around them. If they don’t care, how can they talk about happiness? The ancients said: If you come, you will be safe. It is not unreasonable. When leaving the familiar land, the fresh breath can always focus on the thoughts of strangers like magic, but the time maintained by that little curiosity is fleeting, missing will arise spontaneously. For relatives, friends, brothers and even opponents who used to quarrel with each other, the silky happiness will gradually accumulate with indescribable missing and then sublimate. I don’t know how much a lonely person desires happiness, so everyone who has happiness is lucky. This word may not be appropriate,, if you lose it because of your carelessness, it can only be unfortunate. No matter who you are, please nourish the hard-won happiness with your heart. Because it is precious, you need to invest more with your heart, and then let happiness expand, expand, and infect every confused person around you. Plain language, plain vocabulary, happiness and heart are linked together because of plain and simple, heart moistens happiness, very simple, balance pay and harvest, the world is very big, but the definition of happiness is very simple, it’s too complicated, and it will tarnish happiness. Don’t mark a wound on happiness, grasp every move, a small move is the epitome of happiness, don’t need too much expression, heart to Heart, next is you, cruel happiness.

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There is a lake associated with the city where it is located. No matter how many celebrities complain about it, I must bend myself forward and ask calmly. A city can be abstracted as a lake. A lake makes a city. That city is called Hangzhou. That Lake is the West Lake. Because of you, I love this city and this season, count the roads you have traveled and see the scenery you have seen. It was already two o’clock in the morning when I arrived in Hangzhou. I had some disagreement with S. I didn’t lie down until four o’clock. I opened my eyes and saw some places vaguely until I woke myself up with a sprinkler. I can’t wait any more, and I also need a map. Let’s talk about the first impression of Hangzhou, which is an unexpected accident. If you read thousands of books, you might as well travel thousands of miles; If you travel thousands of miles, you might as well read countless people; If you read countless people, you might as well be instructed by a famous teacher. Although the result of being instructed yesterday was a lingering fear, it was. Hangzhou people are hospitable and impatient. They answered for fear that the breath was not long enough and not complete enough. After a pause, they were afraid that you would not understand. When I first arrived in Hangzhou, I thought it was a small city with mixed fish and fish. The streets were shabby and the citizens were shrewd. However, gradually entering the Lake District, the impression began to be that people who turned 180 degrees were soft-skinned, kind-hearted, and did not have the superiority and arrogant attitude that is common in big cities; The buildings stood up and the houses were open, especially in Longjing village. I don’t know how many natural landscapes there are in Hangzhou. I only know that the mobile phone has unloaded most of the software, deleted all the listening materials and spare documents, and tried to save a few more pictures, when I arrived at Liuhe Park on Zhijiang Road, I had to delete 40 or 50 photos, so that I was not interested in anything in front of Jingsi station. Maybe I began to get used to the monotonous city scenery and artificial pavilions and pavilions, but maybe I just want to save some memory for the mobile phone. I can’t say clearly how many cultural landscapes there are in Hangzhou. I just feel that I have circled a few places and kept changing trains, but I still haven’t been able to visit them one by one. Now, I can only rely on fragmentary impressions to talk about my own situation. Dragon Well. At noon, it was hot by the lake. We took a bus from the broken bridge, along the North Street, crossed the Quyuan, and climbed to longjingwen tea. The village lady was very enthusiastic, leading the way to Longjing. The situation seemed to say: Longjing was not the private property of villagers, but the gift of ancestors. Touch the dragon character (male left and female right), full of water, wash hands and clean face, in order to celebrate the dragon year. The well water is cold and clear. If it hadn’t been reminded by the aunt, I really want to have a good drink. Then I was invited to taste the tea. The tea was strong, diligent and respected, and left with the fragrance. Rosy Cloud hole. In some places, you suddenly find something when you look back casually. The things you are looking for are almost missed. After all, you still see it. This is exactly the case when you meet the smoke cave. Cave dim, stand like Buddhas, not opening boys speak of what eighteen arhats after all in Balihe I seen. The darker it went inside, the harder it was to explore it. I couldn’t see the inside, I didn’t know where to go, and whether there was any danger or not. It reminded me of “Journey to the Buddhist mountain”, and I quitted decisively. Bypassing the Back Mountain, what impressed me was that the old trees of panqiu were born in rugged rocks. Tiger Springs. Then I bypassed the zoo and went to the tiger running mountain. I haven’t figured out whether the tiger running spring on the mountainside is the source of the stream at the entrance, but Linxi maoku is also a great pleasure in life. I saw Master Hongyi’s jingshe and Memorial Hall, Jigong Tower yard and Palace, but I was sorry for Master Hongyi, and I accidentally clicked my mobile phone in the saluting stupa. Dream Tiger reminds me of the dream beast in “the man through the wall”. Because it is boring, it is teased with a few biscuits, completely ignoring the dream man. Later, it was found that the schoolbag was lost, even when it was lost in the play, it could be regarded as a punishment of Dream Tiger to disrespect. VI and kikunami. On the moonwheel mountain beside the Qiantang River, the Liushe Tower was seen. The light spread to the three moods of Huiye, and the drum should respond to the tide. Maybe it was a legend in August. It is said that Liuhe Tingtao, the necessary condition for climbing the tower is to visit Liuhe garden. Of course, we must climb the tower and Wangjiang first. The tower has 13 floors in total, echoing Liu He, hanging ladder tactfully, the entrance is changeable, the eaves hear the bell, we swing and climb to the seventh floor. Climbing up and reading far away, facing the tower and looking at the river, it can be described as a cluster of ladders, a high level, a corner of the window, a scenery. I always wanted to see the sea. I looked at the Qianjiang Bridge from Wangjiang tower. Waves, clouds, buildings and river bends made me feel that I was witnessing the epitome of the sea. The Pagoda in Liuhe garden has different forms and forms. The holy light shines brightly, which is very impressive. Unfortunately, it is already dusk and I am eager to go to Jingsi. After listening to the sound of waves for a while on the road, it can only be regarded as the sound of waves, which is continuous and clear. The shadow of clouds rides the waves and rushes. The sound of the tide performed Mahayana method by itself, and the tower shadow was always round without living. If the tower was high and far away, and the feeling at that time was just that the heaven and earth were leisurely, and the tower shadow was gone after a little while. lei feng xi zhao. Nanping evening clock, which could wait for a long time, closed the door early. How to Get Lei Feng again, the interest will be greatly reduced. Fortunately, you can still view a tower shadow from a distance. It was like playing chess, thinking of the pity testimony without any carelessness. The lake area behind the Leifeng Pagoda became a private land. Tourists stopped and finally retreated to Shuangtou Bridge. I remember I have seen two pictures, one of which is setting sun all over the sky, the tower shadow falls on the golden point swaying by golden waves, and the other is probably the night of Lantern Festival, with lush peaks on the colorful background, presumably, the Design of Tsinghua Institute of Architecture is no longer necessary. It was too late to get back to the old city, so I found a hotel nearby. I didn’t see a place to eat at night, then I went to the lake with a bucket of noodles in my hands in two streets. Tired of walking, I sat on the Willow Bank near Qian bridge, watching the wind shaking the reflection of Leifeng Pagoda and the lights on the two banks. A Hongqiao, a pavilion, a Shadow Tower, a bank of Willow, a pool of water, The flowing Island, the birds singing far away, the West Lake walked into the distant dream among the gradually thin pedestrians. Dreamless West Lake, graffiti a dream: on a smoky day at dusk, a horse is tied by Willow. On the bluestone run over by the oil-paper truck, what is it that blocks your searching eyes, waiting for thousands of years, will it be possible to meet the belated horseshoe again? The jade flute is crisp and fragrant. When will you begin to understand your sudden silence in the painting boat where you are singing every night, and the sound of the waves is still the same? Can you stretch the night frost condensed in your brow? Wu Pengying was drunk, and the fishing fire was sleepless. Your white wrist like snow has touched the faded memory. Why can you only encounter a dream in the background soaked by dark wounds? Can you touch your constant dream? The wind blows the cloud bun, and the clock leaks in the midnight. Who is waiting for a Maple Forest night in late autumn, and the day when tea and ink are dyed, is it the happiness you have been pursuing for thousands of times? Among all kinds of skin colors going towards you, who suddenly stopped waving and choked and couldn’t speak? In the warm farewell sound of Changting, who is it, who wants to be petrified, and how many times will you come here? The sound of oars is high and low, which makes people wet in front of their eyes. The Moonlight is like a hook, stretching out of Hongqiao again and again, and writing a Chinese character by the wind escaping from the lake. You said that the heaven and earth were dark and yellow, the wind and the moon were bright, and then the moon sank to the West Mountain, and the clouds were light and the sky was long; You said that Hongmeng was too empty, and the world was affectionate. Later, they only admired. West Lake legacy dream, dream the West Lake you once dreamed of, read your Su Di waiting for you.

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After self-tangled ideological struggle, on the afternoon of 2014/4/17, when I opened the microblog to enter someone’s homepage, I didn’t think much after taking a second glance, he clicked decisively to cancel his attention. Because I know that I am the only one who is injured in the end with a beautiful dreamy attitude! When the tea is cool, why do you need to continue heating?! Even if you pay attention to it, it is a kind of emptiness, which will only aggravate the anxiety in your heart, instead of paying attention to it, it will be relaxing! The so-called blind sight is not annoying! After thinking about it, I chose to cancel my attention to him after all, and then turned around and left the swamp that made me deeply trapped, and went all the way! After canceling my attention, my heart has unprecedented peace and relaxation! It is like that the heavy stone pressing on the chest for a long time is broken, and the blood which has been congested for a long time is released! It happened to be: Tonight, with the change of mood, the weather is also changing. The pouring rain washed and diluted the deposits of him in the memory. And lightning is like the light source guiding me to escape from the black hole in the dark! The dull and intermittent thunder was like the drum of celebration! It seems to be happy for me, cheer for me, I can finally breathe freely in the city without you, no longer depressed… the real release is when you think of the person you care about again, there is a warm and plain smile on my face! There was no disappointment or heartache in that smile. The only possibility is the love and blessings of ordinary friends who once met each other! In the future, we will be fine, do not disturb each other, and cherish…

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I always miss you today. I missed you before, but I didn’t miss you that much for a long time. I really want to think about it today. I have read several books, all kinds of books. From Jin Yong’s “The Legend of dragon killing by Heaven” to Zhang Ailing’s “half life fate”, from “the poem about Fang Wenshan’s plain rhyme” to Tagore’s “Birds Collection”, I read Thoreau’s Walden, and finally I watched Anne Baby’s Never Say Goodbye. I always thought of you, thinking of you frequently and frequently. The beginning of the story of Killing Dragons by relying on heaven wrote that Guo Xiang traveled all over the central plains to look for Yang Guo and Little Dragon Girl, and he couldn’t see them after three years. Guo Xiang felt sad, even if he found the big brother in his heart, what would happen? After saying goodbye, it is not just a matter of increasing my concern. It was at this moment that I thought of you and felt that I was the poor Guo Xiang who couldn’t find you in my heart. Then you became Yang Guo, happy and comfortable with sister long somewhere. I couldn’t see it anymore, so I picked up half a lifetime. I had watched the TV series played by Lin Xinru and Tan Yaowen earlier, and I knew that they were destined to have no relationship with each other, and I regretted for half of my life. Zhang Ailing’s well-washed and slightly sentimental tone narrated this long period of endless love slowly. The deep love between Manzhen and the world was shallow, and the unforgettable love and heart-wrenching pain and hatred finally became as light as flying bullets. Such separated feelings made me out of breath. Zhang Ailing wrote: life is so fast, especially for people after middle age, ten or eight years are like things between fingers. But for young people, three years and five years can be the whole life. He and Manzhen have realized that they broke up, but in a few years, they have gone through so many things in these years, it seems that I have experienced all the sorrows of birth, aging, illness and death. I think of the changes that have taken place in you over the past few years. You said: These years have completely changed, from inside to outside. Things happened so suddenly and faded so fast that I could not help cherishing the people and things I wanted to seize. When I think of the pain you have shouldered in these years, a familiar pain welled up in my heart. For your pain, I also gave up my love for you. In any case, I couldn’t read any more, so I simply turned over the poems. There are countless talented people. It is another matter whether talents are recognized or not. Finding a place to place talents that belong to oneself and are suitable for oneself can be regarded as completing the explanation of one’s talents. Fang Wenshan is lucky. What kind of approach to eternity should be used to collect and commemorate your own mind so that after many years, you can still remember that you were anxious, happy, and happy at that time. Maybe the plain and elegant poems with pure words are well written, aren’t they! Haven’t I just experienced those anxiety, joy, hardship and happiness? But what am I now? After experiencing this series of charming adjectives? What is your state and mood? stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.

and yellow leavers of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall

there with a sign. The flying birds in summer once flew to Tagore’s window to sing to him and then left. He never flew to my window and sang to me. Birds in summer were always full of hope, so I was full of hope, and then it flew away, my world lost the crisp song. And the yellow leaves in autumn, they had nothing to sing, just sighed and flew there. Just like my mind, the plate was spinning, sighing back and forth, and I refused to fall to the ground and return to the dust. You see, I am so arrogant and unreasonable that I just put these words on you and me! I decided to read Walden well and read a long preface. In the preface, I repeatedly warned that the book must be truly quiet to understand. This is a lonely book, a lonely book. It is just a book for one person. Seeing this, I smiled bitterly. A person’s book? Should I desecrate it and spoil these lonely words with a divided heart? Strike. I think the real book that suits me most and can get into my heart most at this moment can only be Annie’s “Never Say Goodbye. How can Annie understand so many emotional psychology? Let’s not explore it. The feelings in the world always have the psychology that Anne said. When looking at it, who didn’t put his own psychology and experience on that text and let others kill him? When my mind was hit by those words one by one, I felt it was the truth. I am one of them. In real life, all feelings may not have a clear ending. Be sober, there is no unfinished story, only the heart that has not died. With such a gloomy smile, I tried my best to maintain this self-righteous and unfinished story with this undying heart. I just can’t be reconciled to accept that the ending of the story is so vague. Can I be sober when you call me sober? Then you can call one hundred more people and one hundred more words. Please be sober. My ears must listen carefully. I know it’s me, I am is angry with the words. I lost to those small and dense words because I was not generous and unconvinced. Forgive me for haggling over every penny like this. I don’t want to read any more. With such a mood, I just profaned the author’s painstaking efforts. I want to write something about you. I know you may spend the night in Wushan today, and a feeling of intimacy surged in my heart. I feel dejected when I think of the fact that we have never broken through the distance of three kilometers to meet each other for so many years. Could it be that we once missed each other but did not recognize each other’s face. A myriad of thoughts, thoughts racing. All these processes, how to start, how to lose contact, how to restore contact, and how to decide to choose no longer to contact. I suddenly wanted to cry, but found that my eyes were too dry, so I had no thoughts and expressions, and my tears didn’t come down. No, there will be those crying moments again. Even if I see the news and words that are more striking and more jealous, I may not be able to cry. In the past, it was because you were not sure that you lied to me, but now it seems to be unnecessary to shed tears for certain things. Am I calm enough? When I wake up in recent days, I still feel that I still dream of you when I fall asleep at night. So I recalled a little hard, sometimes I could recall your appearance in those fragments, sometimes I couldn’t remember anything. What kind of mentality is it? I can’t tell clearly either. It seems that I have accepted this kind of living condition. Reading at night and coding in the daytime took several hours to write thousands of words, which made me feel that writing was not easy. I am expect a free life, which is a bit similar to the current state, but it is better to do what you want to do wholeheartedly than now. I have been tired of working from nine to five, not because of the long time, but because the work content is not good for myself. Moreover, considering that once I step into a decent working life, I will definitely lose these precious ideas, and I may also laugh at my comfort and inaction now, however, I said that I would not let the future one laugh at myself in this state, but it would not work at all. I hope to be free. When my body is not free, at least my mind should be free enough. If what you do is not what you want in your heart, your body will drag down your mind. Once you get tired, your heart will fall down. I know these thoughts are very different from yours. You were so devoted and nervous that you wanted to have a good life as soon as possible. You said at that time that the way you wanted to work was very simple, being a photographer and living a simple life. Now I remember firmly, do you still remember? However, as you know, I always have thousands of reasons to explain to you. I know that you are different from others, and I know the pain you have suffered, so I put down the idea of blaming you. Now I really want to record every thought and thought. I can’t grasp that tomorrow I can still have my favorite thoughts and satisfying self-touching like today. In the future, I may go further and further with my current thoughts. The more I understand this, the more impulsive I am to protect these fleeting good thoughts. I always go to strange places on purpose. I know that in the real world, I can’t walk away from those people who are familiar with the noise. I went to find a strange website. No one knew my website. I settled down there, wrote what I thought and thought what I really wanted to think, without any hindrance. Of Korea? I am willing to open a land of Soul for myself and keep these thoughts which should not be seen but are cherished. Tears suddenly fell down. That’s it. If you want to write, think about writing, then move yourself first. I know it may be hard to be understood and moved by others. If you have the same experience with me, you may be surprised that my words have bribed your heart. But maybe you and I have the same experience, but you are not in the same situation and psychology as me, so you also lose the possibility of resonance. Writing here, my heart is calm and comfortable. I can read Thoreau’s silent Walden. I hope you are not noisy and crowded at this moment. I always want to write, always want to write. Thinking about you has become a way of thinking. I suddenly felt tired, and even the feeling of crying just now disappeared. I don’t miss you so much. So, I was ready to stop.

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After you don’t love me: everything in my life has changed. As long as I am free, I will open QQ immediately. Now I feel that it is meaningless, and even feel that opening QQ is in the way. Occasionally, I turn on the computer and look at your indifferent QQ head. I wait again and again. How I wish your QQ head could turn from indifferent to bright! I really want to tell you a lot. In this long waiting, your head had been shining for several times. Every time I had an impulsive pleasure, and then I quickly shrank back. I want to tell you when I am impulsive; Dear, are you here? Dear, I love you very much. I didn’t remember that I and you have become the past until I talked about it. After you didn’t love me, my mood was paralyzed for a month. The computer was also like a loyal servant following the master’s mood. It was also paralyzed and sent to the manufacturer for repair for a month, just give me a chance to end it completely and forget you from now on. I thought I could forget you from now on, but I found that I was wrong and things were not as simple as I imagined. After a period of peaceful days, I remembered you who once warmed me. Under your care and protection, I once told my friends proudly that I had a you who loved me very much. I still remember that you once said that no matter what happens to us in the future, we should always be together and never separate. Now everything has become a joke.

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I found it in a blink of an eye. What you lose in life is more than what you get, just like those flowers that have not blossomed, which are dying! Gone away the memories of those years, the youth of those years, and the vow that belonged to each other in those years. Who will still remember those unforgettable pictures left by that yellow afternoon. There is full of memories, sadness and young sun. Looking up at the sky, the sunset that was about to disappear at the horizon rendered the sky as a spark-like cloud, as if burning the dream of youth. So Peng lie, so passionate, just like witnessing the passing of our youth. After many years, we will find that the oath in youth is just a piece of white paper that has not been stained with ink. The setting sun still exists every day, but now it seems that the setting sun is no longer the same! The old photo on the desktop made people burst into tears. The appearance of the past, the familiar smile, became blurred after years of washing. Looking back, I realized that what I missed had completely disappeared in my life. Can’t wait to turn back, can’t wait to make up, can’t wait to regret! As time goes by, what I miss most is my youth!

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I have been a happy loner since I was a child! I appreciate it alone, think it alone, and feel happy alone so that this habit continues until today, and I always say what I say. A loud sneeze reminded me that the cold winter is coming. On this cold afternoon, I wandered aimlessly and accidentally came to a sparsely populated wasteland. Suddenly I found a mass of black grass ash beside the nearly withered weeds. I couldn’t help muttering: wild Fire, Spring breeze and. Moo Moo is there any bison in this barren mountain and wild Ridge? I couldn’t help being nervous and curious. I followed the voice and looked not far away. Hehe, as expected, a thin yellow cow called at my side. I couldn’t help getting excited when I was a little lonely! Why not get close and have a look? Maybe there are different surprises. Therefore, I trotted in three steps and came to Niu Er with joy. It turned out to be an old scalper! I crouched down and gently fondled those weeds which couldn’t be burned by the wild fire, and prepared to feed this hungry and unfamiliar cow. Moo Niu Er seemed to protest strongly, and the hostile eyes made me flinch. We were in such a stalemate. It looked at me, I looked at it. I think it may misunderstand me and regard me as a looker. It seems that I will deprive it of the withered grass which is regarded as life? I saw its lustrous tail cocked up high, and its round eyes were about to fall out of its eyes, staring at me eagerly. I won’t trample on your food, just a few pitiful weeds, I am help you. In order to shorten the distance between me and it, I began to play the piano to the Ox. I was not a preacher. In the last century and the last century, you were all meritorious men of our human beings, he is the right assistant of farmer uncle, how can I bear to hurt you? Niu Er seemed to understand what I said. His glass ball-like eyes were no longer so aggressive, but became kind. Moo Moo its voice became soft, swinging its long tail rhythmically. Is it showing me kindness? Its primitive and hoarse voice and its friendly behavior brought some anger to this cold afternoon. I tried to approach it slowly, gently stroking its yellow hair and murmured to its ears: most human beings are noble people, only a few lookers, I am not the minority. Besides, you used to be inseparable good friends of human beings. Now although human beings have made progress and implemented mechanization, you do not need to sell cattle in the fields, your contribution to human beings is indispensable, how can we break down the bridge? What’s more, now you are playing a greater role in other fields! It squinted its eyes happily. Its eyes were so kind, so gentle, and so intoxicated in my touch, it turns out that Niu Er has a gentle heart besides his strong appearance! The gloomy curtain of the sky gradually pulled down. Whose family is this lonely cow? Does it have a master? Does it enjoy loneliness or have? Can it find its way home? I pray that God will have a kind heart and give the lonely a vast sky!

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In some chapters of prose online, I have said that my memory is very poor. Therefore, I can’t remember the lost (continued ten) manuscript I wrote the night before. This also makes me more disgusted with the extremely vulgar behaviors of gamblers in small town stores. I want to explain here that my network cable is connected to the oil spill in the store. Unexpectedly, after I finished the draft, the store owner pinched my network cable, which caused me to submit it, failed to upload my file. This made me extremely annoyed. That night, my tears almost flooded my tile house. It is really hateful. Especially at this moment, if I want to rewrite (continued ten), I will be more angry. In order to present in front of everyone earlier, I will calm down my thoughts first. First of all, Chinese people are the most face-saving race in the world. I am a face-saving person. Because I like the exquisiteness and simplicity of the small tile house, but I am afraid that others will look down upon me as a person who can only live in the small tile house. Therefore, I began to work nervously. In order to realize the ideal, as well as the wonderful and unconventional process, I began to think about how to improve the precision and firmness of the building materials of small tile houses, I can not only maintain the original simple and ordinary characteristics of my life, but also increase my wealth to a level that can convince the world. In this way, I am satisfied. Because from then on, I could sit back and live in the small tile room without being despised by the rich. At the same time, I lived in a better environment because I could get rid of the bondage of small tile houses. I not only got quantitative relief in material, but also got qualitative leap in thought. At this point, I feel that I have found a specific goal for myself to strive for in the future. But here comes the question. How can I achieve this? Tough! As the saying goes, ideal is very plump, reality is very skinny. Sometimes I am very confused, and I don’t know where the road ahead should lead. It was not until one day that I published an article on prose online and passed the examination that I found some spiritual sustenance. However, in terms of the accumulation of wealth alone, I still have no capital to show off my wealth to the world at present. What I have is only a passbook with thin wages for the survival of the people at the bottom. How do you say that you can live in the cloud-Sky environment of the cave mansion and live a life like a fairy surrounded by strange flowers and splendors? I don’t think anyone can tell me its answer. In fact, the problem is very simple, that is, as I said, to build a small tile house in my heart. I think when the Tile House was founded, it was the day when wealth gathered. Today’s merchants are very vulgar. As long as you are famous, he will invite you to dance with Wolves. Then, there will be turbid money rolling in to you. I dare not think about such consequences, nor do I bother to think about them. I just want to live an idle and free life, write popular essays, and then use the tips earned from work and manuscripts to realize my incredible and weird ideas of flaunting wealth little by little. Purpose is simple. I hope that I can live in a small tile house without interference from the outside world. In this way, I think it is better than anything else. You see, how terrible it was that China’s richest man Zhong Qing was beheaded recently. So-called, wind Big Tree, finance multi-trouble. I don’t want to be dragged down by the more wealth than others. Therefore, it destroyed my process of building small tile houses. The small tile house is a small Greek temple in my heart. It has made considerable achievements in the process of my life and the development of my literature. I’m glad. No matter from the content of the alternative discussion in the previous paragraph, or from the argument of the unique life view at the beginning, the formation progress of my small tile house is not affected at all, this also excites me. From these aspects, I can tell you the reason of my pursuit of wealth: the pursuit of wealth itself is the upward witness of life itself. This comes down in one continuous line with the upward spirit of building the cabin. Therefore, I am not seeking wealth, but seeking blessing. The ancients said that it was a blessing from misfortune, and this was the truth. In fact, I don’t have to worry about others’ opinions on me at all. Because it is the product that I am worrying about. I can talk about an ancient phenomenon: If you are dressed in rags among the rich, you will die of self-abasement; If you are dressed in gorgeous clothes among the poor, you will be beaten and disabled by others, however, in the same crowd, if you wear similar clothes, you will feel at ease and your wealth and life will be guaranteed. It can be seen from this that my small tile house will not have unique treatment among many small tile houses. Of course, the owner of the small tile house was also delighted. And all my actions are nothing more than trying my best to release myself and make tomorrow different from the past. As the saying goes, people go up and water flows down. In fact, the artistic conception of a word controls all changes in the world: Tao. Wouldn’t you say?

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