There are always some special memories on rainy days. I can’t tell clearly what year and month the chaotic thoughts and entanglement came from. Sitting in front of the computer, listening to the songs related to rain all morning, then locking the single cycle and turning the volume to the maximum. I said this is the world of one person, but what I am thinking about is not just myself. It also rained today last year, so my memory was prolonged for a whole year. The year was bumpy, but it was always calm. Now I still listen to songs alone and go to the playground to drink alone, when I went to the playground alone to get wet in the rain, I didn’t know when my world was locked, and my friends and lovers all maintained the status quo. Maybe many people themselves are just passing by, but I think I locked myself up. Over the years, I have watched the growth of people around me, stumbling step by step, weaving the following stories for myself. I even designed when to be happy, when to recall, when to write all the sadness into words and then paranoid in the plan one by one, because of the name of a song, I like the last song, because of a strange back, I feel painful and sad for other people’s stories. I always think that I don’t care about anything. In the end, one day, I suddenly found that I had been living in the shadow with a heart knot. Staying up late, then staying up in bed the next morning, not going to eat when hungry. These willfulness happened again and again unconsciously several years ago. I said, I don’t like to form a habit. Even if it is a good habit, I will think it is a constraint. Why should we cast a cage for ourselves? Don’t we all like freedom? Don’t you want to wander any more? However, no one knows when we are used to living without necessity, no longer taking so much responsibility for ourselves, no longer desperate and eager to chase like at some time, in the world where people come and go, we arm ourselves well and live in our own time. Whether happy or sad, it has nothing to do with others! I once thought that I would live vigorously for a while, and then leave resolutely, fulfilling my courage and leaving a short topic for others. How wonderful! In fact, we are all bold and unrestrained. Why don’t we live a bohemian life? Isn’t it good to do some stupid things for yourself? In the complicated world, at this strange age, I feel that deep sadness is hidden in everyone’s heart. Everyone is injured, living in his own story, with an appearance of Experiencing vicissitudes. I don’t like such a person, nor do I like myself. I have been working hard to be a person who is the same in appearance and appearance. I can be unhappy, but there is no need to be sad, or Sadness also has Happiness, which is good. These days, I have read a lot of things that I have seen before and haven’t seen before, and I have read some related words such as film reviews and interpretations indirectly, I was surprised to find that I had only remembered the simplest story for so many years, and complained about the ending of others from time to time, all of which only resulted from my life being too shallow. Those stories hidden in expressions and those moving behind words are the most beautiful, just like the rain, the most beautiful is a memory hidden in rainy days. A few days ago, I heard a very beautiful lyrics. If you fall in love with a flower, you will accompany it to bloom. If you fall in love with a person, you will follow him to wander. Wandering, I saw a friend’s writing a few days ago. I said: wandering requires both Chance and courage. Wandering is a kind of life. If you design it as a trip, then it is meaningless. Do you think that if you go wandering, you can drag all the troubles now, but in fact it is not! I just ran to the window and posted it for a while, suddenly I felt very funny. I remembered one thing a few days ago: I wanted to write a long English article, but I slept with my head covered for two consecutive days, after getting up, I told my roommate that I was brewing inspiration. Just like I just put on a cold look and watched the rain by the window, I was also brewing inspiration. I always felt that in such weather, I must write something, and I was afraid to delete it later. Finally, it was about to have a holiday. Finally, all my mood had nothing to do with the exam. Finally, it rained all day long. If it was still going to rain tonight, I thought I would go to get wet! [End] 2014.07.08

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