For many years, he may have existed since he was formed from the universe. His name was I. Although I was neither the brightest nor the largest, he firmly believed that he was special and powerful, even in the vast starry sky, the self still exudes brilliance, only for the lost, with hope. He kept circling around the Sun, circling, and keeping circling along the fixed track. He never stopped for a moment to appreciate things around, but always passed by. Finally, one day he became impatient, he wanted to get rid of the bondage of the sun, so he could stop, or go to the outside world to see and break into a new world, but he was unwilling to make efforts and only hoped that the sun himself would give up the control of the dual himself, or hope that any star can help him and hit him so that he can deviate from the track. After passing day by day, the wish still failed to come true. Finally, he really couldn’t bear the eternal destiny which was controlled and monotonous. Finally, he even blew himself up and turned into dust all over the sky. He got rid of it completely, at last he smiled!

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Looking at San Mao’s things again, she was often shocked by the exotic scenery in her eyes, and also influenced by her philosophical life attitude. She had a childlike heart, I am curious about everything. She is not a tourist and always tries every means to integrate into it and live hard. Just like the game world she said, this game is not drug taking or going to night clubs, but really experiencing every kind of life. She regards marriage as a play-up and tourism around the country as a play. She is a big player in life and plays well. She can always adapt to various roles quickly. She won’t waste time, although in many people’s eyes, she is indeed wasting time, such as spending a long time wandering in the desert, picking up stones by the sea and drawing on them, picking up and using the picked waste to decorate the home, but in her, this is just to hurry up to live a full life. After she married Jose, she decided to be a housewife and no longer travel around alone, but she didn’t become a bird in the cage. She was not a weak woman, neighborhood relationship, Social Affairs, she dealt with all of them in a well-organized and vigorous manner. Such a woman-like character has a sensitive heart, and the surprise brought by this impact is stronger than the scenery in foreign countries. I have to envy such a woman. Every time she went to a place with beautiful scenery and simple human feelings, she always sighed that others were living in her dream, and she could only stay for a short time, but she was never discouraged. In that case, then we should cherish the only stay. She was not greedy, so she didn’t regret either. She didn’t know that she was also living in the dream of many people, and these people were involuntarily manipulated by fate just like “mute slaves”, but their hearts were free just like ya Nu, imagination is free. Why expect more. If one day, in the village where my family lives, there is a wave traveller like San Mao. We see that she is a passer-by, but we don’t know that she is really living.

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I want to fix my time in my childhood, so that I can play games with my former children that I can’t call my name until now; I can stay with my parents and don’t care about anything; you can see the cartoons you like tirelessly; You can walk on that path every day, watching the blooming flowers on both sides of the path, and you are at a loss for beauty. I want time to stop in middle school, so that I can talk about our life, our future and all kinds of things in our life with my classmates. I imagine that we can go on like that all the time, there will never be an end; We can talk back to the teacher boldly, but fear the majesty of the teacher. We can understand the true meaning and value of life from the teacher’s teaching again and again. I want time to stop at the place where I struggle every time, and I can see that I can also work very hard; I want time to stop at the moment when I step into the university, because since then, I am not a child, but an independent and strong winner who is loved by my parents; I want time to stop where I want to stop most, then I will see a lot of things that don’t belong to me but I still insist on it. I should let go! I will also see that it should be mine. I want to fight back. Those belong to me! Will Time stop? Will I come back again what I want? Time is really good, hurry, take everything! If I could stop, I would like to stop and see everything that has gone away and never come back. Those are my past!

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