I missed such a person, the ups and downs of my heart became out of order, and the tea and rice became not Fragrant. I just thought quietly: where are you? What are you doing now? What have you experienced during this period of time? Just thinking so inexplicably, without any movement, there was a stirring heart hidden under the seemingly stiff expression. I don’t know why I miss him so much, thinking day and night and even couldn’t fall asleep, but I dare not pull out such a thin string to let him hear the colorful throbbing in his heart. That is the colorful heart of a young man, and that heart is full of the color of hope. The reason why it is gorgeous is that there is such a spiritual sustenance, though at ease. It is like neon, and the reason why it is dazzling is that it keeps flickering and changing. And the color in your heart is given by you. You used to be gentle to me like water, so that I can’t help being moved by it. I want to spend all the wonderful days with you and do the best things I think with you. I believe that love and life are so beautiful, just because of your appearance, it makes me full of longing and fantasy for the future. But everything is not as beautiful as I imagined. I don’t know that after a few days of happy days, you told me that you would disappoint me, although you didn’t explain the reason, but it is enough to make me hide out of the clouds. We are no longer intimate. My character tells me that it only needs a simple sentence to alienate a person. I am such an unreasonable person, that is also because in my mind, every word you say carries infinite power, either making me happy and sweet, or tearing my heart apart, and you break into my life, it makes me crazy. Gradually, my heart told me that it was tired and I didn’t want to suffer any more because of you. Although all this amused me and had a short-term beauty, all this would eventually go away, I am reluctant, reluctant to let go like this, but life is like this maybe too much reluctant, but sometimes, letting go is the best choice. Thinking of someone, the heart of thinking stopped beating, broken, rolled, the original warm body also became cold, thinking of a person without hope, originally, I love fantasy, but it is unreasonable for me to think about a person. I know the result but still try my best to find reasons in my heart to excuse him from thinking about a person like this.

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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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It rained on the night of early autumn. Outside the brightly lit city, a wide river separated the noise of the city with the sound of running water. On the other side of the river, a car was parked in an unmanned little square. The rain hit the roof, splashing a layer of mist. A dog was lying under the car, as if sleeping or not. On the ground below the door, a pair of slippers were placed there, with the toe facing outward and the heel facing inward. There was some faint light in the car door, sitting in front of the light quietly, holding a cigarette flashing with Mars in his mouth, silently in a daze there. Don’t ask, that person is me. The crackling rain hit the roof, which is the music of nature. When the rain is dense, it is like a pearl and a jade plate, and when it is dense, it is like a thousand cannons. The raindrops are big and small, when they are big, they are like beans and beads, and the sound comes to my ears; When they are small, they are like silk and thread, gently touching the car window on the roof, and the water drops are flowing silently outside the window. Sometimes, I stepped on slippers alone, took a big umbrella, sat on a fishing stool, and smoked under the umbrella alone. The light fog covered the city on the other side of the river in the night, and the lights of high buildings and windows suddenly went out, just like the eyes of the seemingly sweet houses, looking at me silently in the rain, I don’t even yearn for it at all. Since the lost can never come back, no need to think about it, I have a kind of relief instead. All these have nothing to do with me, only the running water in the river, never stop, sprawling to where it should go. Enjoy it. I can listen to the rain on this deserted autumn night. Breathe with nature, sleep in the embrace of beautiful scenery, look at the sky, the floating clouds, the starry lights of the city on the other side, listen to the sound of running water in the river, listen to the sound of birds and insects, listen to the sound of rain hitting autumn leaves and the sound of breathing. All these are beyond the enjoyment of most people, but I enjoy them alone. I am grateful to God for giving me the gift that can let me fly the wings of my heart, let me do whatever I want, do whatever I want, and go wherever I think. The place where my heart comes back is my hometown. Camping in the nature is far more reliable and sweet than sleeping on the bed in the fighting room. Without the fetters of home, it will be clean. I have been used to living alone. The equipment for survival in the field is being complete day by day. There are beds, quilts, movable tables and chairs, water, tea, a complete set of coffee equipment and coffee beans in the car. There are umbrellas, tents and camp beds. There are mosquito nets and rain shields on the window, which can ensure good ventilation and not be invaded by rain. With computers and Internet, I can work or surf the Internet. No one can disturb me. My heart and body can relax. I often work more efficiently, at the same time, I also have more time to breathe with nature. Sleep under the stars and the moon at night, and open your eyes in the Rising Sun in the morning. Stretching my waist and moving my muscles and bones, I obviously felt the vitality came back to me. I have completely adapted to living in the wild for two months alone, and I am not used to living at home. There is always a complex, which is to go to an unmanned corner and listen to the rain. Every time I have this idea, there is no rain. There is no time when there is rain; When there is time, there is no rain. It is hard to have such a coincidence as today, with leisure and rain. In the silent autumn rain, I can fall asleep in the singing of the rain.

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I remember we once agreed to stay together after you finish the exam, and I will wait for you at school. However, two years have passed. Until today, we find that everything can’t match the explosion of exams and the aggressive admission line these days. In the past two years, I have told myself that it would be better after that, but today I realized that we didn’t have the courage to face all this as imagined. You called me and said that you didn’t pass the exam and didn’t study. I didn’t know what to do at that time. I am stunned, I am really stunned. At this time, I found myself so tiny that I couldn’t stand this small exam. I am thinking, do you want you to follow your feelings?

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