Who is he? Who is he? In fact, he is himself. He is neither a celebrity nor a big shot. He is just a humble loser in the vast sea of people. He has no appearance of being rich and handsome, he didn’t have the family background of Gao fushuai either. He was just a loser who felt helpless in the face of the city which was full of money and full of lights. Maybe in many people’s eyes, he is not a loser, because although he is not very handsome, at least he has his own facial features and duties. Although he didn’t have a family background like Gao fushuai, he never gave up the change of his fate. He once longed for the life of Gao fushuai, but he knew that the life of Gao fushuai did not belong to himself. Only by constantly struggling and struggling in this city can we live our own life. He has his own ideal, which is to be a lawyer. He loves reading and insists on studying every day. Because he wanted to improve his diploma and enrich his connotation, he knew that education background was still a stepping stone in this society. He also has his own hobby, which is to write things on the internet. Although some people ridicule him that his writing level is not as good as that of senior high school students, he still doesn’t give up and insists on writing things in his spare time. Because he believed that there would always be someone who would like what he wrote, because he never pretended to write things, nor did he need to decorate them with flowery words, he just wrote his own feeling of life and longing for beautiful love. He is eager to have a girlfriend who likes him very much, and hopes to play the beautiful picture which is only found in TV series with the girl he likes. But it seemed that fate was always playing tricks on him. The girl he liked was either a famous flower with a master or a heart with a belonging. He always imagines the beautiful love, and describes the imaginary love story plot with words. Maybe only in this way can he feel the joys and sorrows of love. Although he gave birth to a boy, his heart was as delicate as a girl’s, and his character was always so sentimental and touching the scene. He always works hard at work at ordinary times, making the boss unhappy sometimes. But he is very active on the internet. He always thinks that he is a God, who can promote good and eliminate evil, and save those poor people who are trapped in the hot water. In fact, this is just an imagination. The only thing he can do is to forward weibo. He likes to use a Sina Weibo whose net name is Zhonghua Aoxue Hanmei to forward all kinds of things happening in the society. Facing the hurt of the weak, he always showed his sympathy for the weak and anger for violence with an angry expression of hatred. Facing festive things, he always sends a lovely expression. Maybe forwarding microblog sent by others becomes the greatest happiness in his life. In his eyes, this is the best embodiment of his own righteous heart. He is actually a loser, just a little more motivated than a loser.

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The soft light gently covered the White Paper. I lifted the pen and stared at the paper under it, but I couldn’t do it for a long time. Hesitating, hesitating, because I don’t know what to leave on this paper. I can’t stain this piece of paper, just like a knight shouldn’t kiss a princess’s hand casually. The mosquito flew back at my hesitantly hand. Sometimes, the dragonfly gently kissed on my hand like a little water, and ran away as if the child who had done something wrong was afraid of the reprimanding of his parents. Mosquito, mosquito, what are you hesitating about? The night wind blew away the paper on the desk, so pieces of brilliance flew in the air, dazzling people. I stood up, closed the window, refused the call of the wind, and locked the night outside. But the night was so persistent, rushing into the room, enveloping the light just now. The darkness raged and the shop came. The power went out? All right, go out for a walk. I pushed open the door and walked into the yard. The stars all over the sky, with a hint of Moon, spread on the deserted Earth. The tree shadow is mottled, reflecting with the Stars and the moon. Everything is still so beautiful. But what is missing, what? In this season without wind, everything seems a little monotonous, which makes people want to cry. Without the wind, the stars are dead, the moon is dead, and the flowers, plants and trees cannot live even more. The light cast by the moon and stars in the quiet night is like a pool of stagnant water. The shadow of the tree is no longer dancing, just like the low breath of dancers with broken legs. This night needs a wind, but where is the wind? I looked up and saw the clouds standing there blankly, between the stars and the moon. The cloud lost its vitality, because the wind no longer held his hand and danced with the Stars. I lowered my head and looked at the shadow of the tree, the light of stars and moon. They were also looking at me quietly, with dull eyes and lost their vitality. In this season where wind is needed, the wind does not come. Maybe he had already died, and I strangled him in the room when he blew away the paper on the desk. I stood in this night which needed wind, watching the dull night losing my immature life. This night, the wind did not come. I stood quietly in the yard. I want to cry.

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People’s feelings are really a very strange thing. Obviously, what really reappears in front of them is the scene that they don’t want to see, but they still reject the truth from the bottom of their hearts, but I prefer to believe the evaluation set formed before, which makes my mind always in a state of preparation and rejects new impressions. Even though time goes by, now is not the past, still reluctant to put down the heavy concern in my heart. For example, hometown is such a feeling for me. It was originally a hometown with beautiful mountains and rivers and picturesque scenery, but the Green Mountain was crossed by several yellow ribbon dirt roads circling up, it was just like a piece of glittering jade was cut on it maliciously, leaving ugly scars. In addition to the skew trees, chaotic rivers and dilapidated sand and mound seen before, I couldn’t help asking: is this still my beautiful and lovely hometown? I was tired of the noise and annoyance in the city, and I just wanted to find a place of peace and leisure, and let a tired heart complete a pure return. But there were still continuous voices and noisy cars here, which made my suspended heart nowhere to be placed again. I can’t help asking myself again: Is this the hometown you have been longing? The streets are hard to bear the rolling of a large number of vehicles, so they can only tell the thousands of changes here with countless potholes. Only the lush sunflowers and bean frames beside the road are still arranged orderly. It seems to tell me that this is still the home in my dream that I can stay at night, and the gentle accent, the quaint folk customs seem to tell me that this is still my home as warm as yesterday. I tried my best to calm down my mood, so I strolled into the small farm garden which no longer belonged to me. Looking at the full fruits, my heart became comforted. Looking here and touching there, my mood became no longer impetuous, and all the disharmony with my heart seemed to be thrown out of the clouds. Since I can’t agree with the general climate, let me integrate myself into this small environment alone! Suddenly he understood why Tao Yuanming picked the chrysanthemum under the eastern fence and saw Nanshan leisurely. Suddenly, a more reasonable saying came to mind: if the heart is trapped, there will be cages everywhere in the world; If the heart is safe, the low tile bucket room is also a paradise on earth. Only because my heart is tired can I look for a harbor that can be parked. My lover’s shoulder is my eternal support. There is nothing to say, just lean against it quietly, unload the enduring armor, remove the strong coat, and let out the natural emotions like the open river freely, all the exhaustion, all the helplessness, all the unhappiness turned into nothingness at this moment. Home is the attachment that I cannot give up in this life. At this time, I understood: My concern belongs to the grass and trees here, flowers and leaves here. I am happy for their happiness and their decline. My concern belongs to my lover and my fellow villagers. My folks, when they are tired of running for a living, they never see that life will change because of this. Now, they don’t need to spend too much effort to get rich rewards. At this time, I quietly sent blessings to them, and at the same time, I also forgave those cruelty that destroyed the ecology. No matter how difficult it is, I will never stretch out my hand to Lin Zi, no matter how difficult it is, I will never exchange resources for temporary benefits, no matter how difficult it is, I will never exchange economic growth at the cost of sacrificing ecology. These beautiful slogans, I only regard him as a note with dots on his head. When I can’t change the status quo, looking at flowers in the fog should be the wisest choice. After all, no matter into the eyes or into the heart, there is hazy beauty. Once you see it too clearly, it will destroy a kind of beauty. There is no need to uncover that veil. Sometimes, reality often comes more cruelly. Home is home. No matter how I change, I can’t stop my concern for his dream.

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