The beauty in my imagination is the floating foam in summer, which will break when touched and never reach it. How can I identify whether others are lying in the disguise of kindness; In the dusk, the noise becomes quiet, the sight becomes blurred, and the dark night cannot see the way home, the faces of people walking through the pavement cannot be seen clearly. I believe that the kindness of others can not heal the wound, leaving indelible scars; I don’t want to say that I am very kind; I don’t want to say that I am innocent; but I will never use others’ kindness to hide my unbearable feelings. You can make up for your humble, but please don’t regard me as a fool who decorates your dreams; You can tell your lies as a sweet candy, but please don’t use false flattery as an excuse; You can arm yourself into a ruthless chopstick hand, but please don’t sprinkle salt on my wound, because sometimes I am stupid. The broken kite can still hover in the boundless sky; The withered leaves can also fall down the earth and grind it into dust with the wind and rain; Homeless beggars can continue wandering far away tomorrow with hope; but how can I heal the bleeding wound and have the belief of tomorrow if I am cheated and injured. He in your eyes is never the real one. When you turn around, he smiles and your tears hurt; If you just want to cheat sympathy from other people’s lives, Then please don’t disturb others’ stability like a person in a cover. “The brave migratory birds can’t fly without breakpoints”, The Four Seasons cycle, the sky is vast, migratory birds fly south, looking for warm nests. Brave migratory birds, night sky and then black, road and then bumps, cold wind showers, across a long journey, non-stop fly. We, who are always young, are like migratory birds. Even if the dream in the distance is the reflection in the water, it will turn into bubbles when touched; Even if we are covered with scars at the end, we are not afraid of wind and rain, I don’t want to get rid of the misery. In our eyes, there are only fairy tales that will not change. When the years pulled down the beautiful film curtain, the night fell, the ending of the story was frozen, and it would never repeat itself; But the brave migratory birds were still not afraid of the cold flying, not afraid of the desolation and chasing constantly, it was not until we found the warm eaves and built a happy nest that we were willing to take off our wings and live a stable and calm life. Gray sky, wandering migratory birds, singing wandering songs, flying to the south bravely, flying over the breakpoint of the balance line, Stop at the warm nest, leaving an immortal trace. We who are young and fond of dreaming, no matter the unreachable dream or the flash in the pan like a bubble, will keep chasing. Even if the equator is no longer rotating, even if the gear of the fleeting year is no longer changing, I still have to keep chasing; I crossed the encirclement of the Long mountain road, overlooked the beautiful country thousands of miles away, and kept flying. I don’t want to waste my youth in the quiet and messy time. I just want to be a brave migratory bird and fly over the gray sky at a breakpoint, just like I used to fly happily.

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Zhu Bajie was not good. He couldn’t quit Bajie. He was not as steadfast and willing as Monk Sha. He had stronger ability than Monk Sha, but he never wanted to give full play to the strength of Marshal Tianpeng, but he always swaggered by this name which was actually his own but only used to brag, and took his past achievements as a deterrent. He is really lazy. He likes eating, sleeping and money. He is also lustful. He combines the common customs of common people, and he is the negative teaching material inside the westbound team. If good or bad were used to describe what he did, he would always do bad things because of Wukong. His mistakes could be made up and forgiven. When he does bad things, he must understand in his heart: I am wrong about what I say and do. Senior fellow apprentice has the right balance to measure. Once I go too far, that monkey will stop me. So Ba Jie would be unscrupulous until Wu Kong twisted his big ear and said, “nerd! This is the time when the mistake reaches the limit. Of course, it certainly won’t be a big mistake and will not affect the overall situation. It is just the time when Ba Jie’s indulgence should be accepted. Bajie really needs Wukong, but he doesn’t know it. He needs someone to call him a nerd when he is heading in the wrong direction, let him know that he is a nerd in life and not a genius in IQ. Without Su Wukong, Ba Jie could be counted as a top expert on the ground. After all, his predecessor was Marshal. But he is always a second-rate in the first class. This is his habit. He is not used to solving top problems like Wukong. Without Wukong, he can’t really deal with those demons. So, bajie really had to live without Wukong. Without him, Bajie’s journey to the West must be dead, and his degree certificate of Jingtan envoy could not be obtained. I believe he would pray every time he had an accident: let monkey appear in front of me! And Wu Kong, if there is no task of heading west, He would act arbitrarily, and Wuzhishan was his final destination. Therefore, Bajie needs Wukong to be around, and Wukong also needs a nerd like Bajie. In our era, there are too many people like Ba Jie, but everyone doesn’t have senior Wu Kong. If there are senior Wu Kong who correct my words and deeds and correct my direction, I admit that I am also a Pigsy, and I am willing to be Pigsy.

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