Last night, I discussed with swallows that it would be better for everyone to have a circle of friends of their own. In fact, it was just a kind of extravagant hope. They were scattered at the ends of the Earth. Even if they crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, they might meet, however, once they pronounce, their melody is enough to shake their own sound waves, and they will be able to identify unique sounds and find people. In the summer of a certain year, even the birds were lazy in the sun. They opened the door with their aunt and let the wind through the window. They slept and read books. They became book friends for the whole summer vacation, there was nothing for lunch, and I was very hungry in the afternoon. My aunt washed her hands and boiled soup, a water spinach, fried a plate of low green branches called Qin Mulberry, and cooked a bowl of soup called Emerald floating green waves, if the previous plate was decorated with sporadic garlic, the latter plate was simply boiled green vegetables in white water. They were funny with bowls facing the vegetables. The dishes were so rotten that they had to choose a good name, which played a very strong role, pour out the burning appetite to the rest of the leisure feeling. After the meal, the breeze came to my ears. I felt very quiet, my heart was very empty, and I felt the breeze in the room. I felt that the body was very clean, and then I began to know why the ancients were playing the piano, visiting the superior, why do you need to fast and bathe in advance when entering the temple, so that you can have the spirit when you are calm. After that, I pretended to be accompanied by books. Although I didn’t get anything, my food preference did change. I hope there is always no meat and only water is light, so that I can not be blinded by lard, it seemed that those seasonings and big fish and meat were mixed with endless desire, noise and countless restlessness. After eating, facing the book, I felt that it was a lazy frog looking at the White Swan, ashamed of himself. In many breeze afternoons, a person drank tea, wandered and stunned at the book, and the green trees in the courtyard became cool, so he hoped to go to a place where breeze came and flowers blossomed, I have a girlfriend (not a boyfriend, love is too vulgar, desire is too much in the landscape and beautiful mood is a stain) waiting for me, watching the tide rising and falling together, blowing the mountain breeze together, drinking tea, I felt that life was enough until I saw the flowers blooming and falling, read books alone for too long, raised my head and thanked each other for being around. So I miss the days when I read books with my aunt. This idea has always been just fantasy and regret. There is a huge crowd of people. It is hard to find book friends to talk with, and they don’t know where they are. Then a few months later, hearing Xu Song’s landscape, I was moved inexplicably and felt that it was too late to meet and hear it. In different time and space, there are also some people who are so lonely and fantasizing about books to watch mountains and rivers together, forget the world, play the piano and blow the flute as hermit in the world. Xu Song lived between mountains and waters, so the song had a bosom friend of mountains and waters, a kind of tranquil and persistent, and someone who was not well-known at the starry sky had the same mood. After a long time, I found that nothing matters. What matters is that I like it. I hope that in the future, I can also be thrown to a place where mountains are bright and quiet, tides rise and fall, flying flowers are like rain, mobile phone signals are full and I can listen to musical instruments, and then I can see mountains and rivers, feel life and become a family, grow old without regret.

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There are always so many inexplicable joys and sorrows in our generation. Sometimes I cried bitterly because of the death of an insignificant insect, while others talked seriously about the fragility of life when laughing; Sometimes I was complacent because I got the essential sugar together, as if I had never been so happy, even though he was already over twenty years old, his friends made a mess of his indifferent things, and then he kept talking about how much bitterness he had on the side without knowing for a long time. Our generation is whipped and fettered by many helplessness. Even if we can continue the rebellion period which is not short, we may not be able to break away from this invisible but powerful shackle. From the Eighth Five-Year Plan to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, we don’t quite understand the meaning of Utopia, do we? On the one hand, we want to be as mature and steady as the previous generation, on the other hand, we are drooping at the unrestrained post-1990 s. However, we seem to have already sentenced them to death thoroughly and left behind some problems that need to be solved, indifferent. In our generation, we always mix ideals with fantasies habitually. We spend the youth beyond the reach of the older generation regardless of everything. The pursuers are ignorant of the so-called ideals and pursue self-righteous self-righteous. Finally, looking at the fantasy that was supposed to be ideal, we left us step by step because of the impact of reality. It seemed that all efforts were wasted, and the result was sadness coming from it, filled with deep feelings, I still don’t forget to say that I would like to turn my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch to talk to comfort my crumbling heart. It can be seen that the helpless person or month. We leaned against the bent trunk and looked at the bright but dazzling Moon, thinking that we saw the Sun the next day, and the empty heart was filled with heavy hope, looking for the abyss covered with Moonlight on the way of confusion, smiling and shedding the last drop of tears, then sinking, sinking …… our generation imagine everything perfectly, even if I saw it stained with more or less flaws, I would wipe it off desperately, but after every futile work, I covered it with skin as thin as cicada wings, after that, I threw them to my heart and let them spread wantonly. We are painful, but no matter how painful it is, it still shows a strong smile. For our generation, Utopia and us will die! In this era, which belongs to us, it is like a ghost. Behind the hypocrisy, Utopia is annihilated and no longer happy. Tears, please flow as much as you like, but in your heart……….

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What else can I say? I can only say that I am very disappointed with others. But when I think of myself, I shouldn’t be like her. The only thing a person wants to change is himself. There is always someone who blames all the reasons on others. This kind of people are no different from crazy people. What is a woman? The more the Times move forward, the more humble women will be. The biggest failure of a man is choosing the wrong woman. This should be brilliant. What is eye? Cao Zhi told me my mood. My expectation attitude is no different from his. I need an opportunity. Cousin, most of my hopes are on you. I have enough reasons to persuade you. But they are all my thoughts. Waiting, that was really anxious. Everything will have a result. He didn’t want to help me, so I would still live well. Maybe I don’t understand, does he have his idea? Can you help us find a good one? I hope so. Even if he didn’t help, his scenery would only last for several years. There is no absolute life-saving straw in the world. The world is still intact without anyone. I am so thought. When I am glorious, I will think of this: it will not last long, and everything will pass. The family is ugly. Do you want dignity or face? What we want to convey is good, good, and positive energy. So they will be closed. She is not qualified to know. My usual attitude is to say nothing, but to say it is also embellished, just like watching a play.

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