Maybe, my idea is right. After the exam, I went through a lot of internship. I should have a lot of things to say about the travel, the stop-and-go train, and the contradictions during that period, I don’t know if I have grown up, but my heart struggled during that period. I was so tired that I didn’t even have the strength to write a diary. It was a sin to forget what should be forgotten and what shouldn’t be forgotten. Maybe it’s really funny to others. I still have doubts and knots in my heart about my experience. Every time I open qq, I still look at the person on the blacklist. I don’t know when, as before, during that period of time, the feeling of listening to “ten thousand reluctant” also had two kinds to him. One was to miss my happy mood, and the other was to feel sad for it, it is also the pain of being cheated. I also want to say goodbye. If time can go backwards, I will still hesitate to hope that he will appear in my life again. My youth shouldn’t be like this. Everything is just memory, only for memory. During my internship, my life was abundant. Although none of them recorded my experience, I felt it unnecessary. Ha ha, I also chuckled, feeling that my thoughts are funny, and I often laugh at myself like that. In my memory, what I turn out is full of sadness, how many pages of happiness can I have? I can make myself happy, but I can’t make myself happy all the time. My short-term happiness for myself is to make up for my long-term unhappy heart. I hate this feeling the most! When I saw the sea, it seemed that it was not the sea. The waves hit my legs, the sea breeze moved me, the sunshine, the shells and the speedboats drove all the way, but any road would have an end, and I am also a person who doesn’t care about the end point, so I always hope to stay away from the journey, and the slim thoughts will always be broken by the reality. Funny, you will see that the light of the fragments is also so beautiful. I stood on the Jingang stupa and looked at the mountains all over. I climbed to the peak of Zhu Rong’s magnificent poem of love. Everything is like yesterday, but it will eventually pass away. I am an ordinary person, but always pretend to be great. If three meals a day can really submerge people’s ideals, and life can let the unrealistic me return to the most realistic low ebb, which is a great cliff, I can’t reach it. Obviously, I am so tired, I really want to find a quiet place to be myself. I hope there is someone who can tolerate this little me, and I am afraid that I will trample on other people’s world. If my life is not wonderful and I always regard small things as experiences, why not? Life is like a mess. All kinds of small silk gather together. It takes time to sort it out, and it takes time to mess it up, tidy it up, mess it up again. No journey has no end, even though the journey was very long. The illusion of bubbles can not always reflect the beauty for a long time. I think I should try to start over.

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