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Dreams are boiling blood, sweat and tears into soup, and pouring it on the dry, barren reality.

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    I originally thought that freedom was a beautiful way for higher life to exist. At the age of seventeen, I thought it was absolute and pursued freedom until my best friend Shan Min died. I was silent for a long time, until I forgot about it.  What is wine? Drunk life and death are nothing more than this. I waved my hand and lay on the ground. Until today, I smell the lonely smell of being drunk. It turns out that if you can meditate on such a luxurious and luxurious life, you don¡¯t have it. I will taste it for you.  .  Suddenly it started to rain again, but there was still no wind and it was dull.  I looked at the light outside the window with my presbyopic eyes hazy, and I saw myself leaning on the chair, leaning on the back of the chair, swiping on my phone and typing.  It seems that I can be myself or not be myself. What is the concept of not being myself?  I know who I am, but I don¡¯t want to be this person. I know this person appreciates you, but I don¡¯t want to appreciate you. I know this person is typing while I wander around.  There were about a hundred books left in the store, including 40 drawers, of the ten thousand volumes of books. I will never finish reading the books in my life. I can only follow fate. I can¡¯t know all the thousands of people in my life. I stood up and picked up a pot.  Ice coffee, life goes by like this, meaningless becomes meaningful. I drink it in one sip and prepare to get off work. I decide how late I work. I have been working before dawn several times, and my work is just waiting for a store. I  Good at waiting, even when no one is around.  Currently, there is only this selfie left on my phone. It has been deleted. The rest is yours. It¡¯s okay. I just use your works to express time and record my current emotions and thoughts. As I lie down now, this is  I don¡¯t need your photo anymore. I¡¯m waiting for the update of I Eat Tomatoes. I don¡¯t wait in vain. I have to wait anyway. I¡¯m waiting for the time to get up this morning. I¡¯m waiting for the meeting. I¡¯m waiting for the shift. I¡¯m waiting for the next sentence. I¡¯m waiting for the Mayday Chengdu concert.  Yes, waiting for your news  Love is sleepy, hold on.  Watching the baseball game between the Indians and the Astros, which was delayed due to rain, is currently on six, and there are five more to watch at 7 o'clock in the morning. It is enough to just look at the numbers. In terms of work, it does not include income from advertising, etc., so far  The highest income of Asian players is about 500 to 600 million yuan in five seasons. Should it be the highest income of Asian sports players currently?  It's okay, just saying that money is important, but it is only important. It cannot buy true love and spiritual strength.   I saw this song on the video of [Ma Long] [He Quan Slam], the strongest on earth, and is looking forward to becoming famous, "Mayday Ashin", it's so exciting, it has the flavor of Queen's rock music,  It's in Chinese, great lyrics and music.  Find a chord and start singing "Fame". The forgotten time in the story starts from the ordinary growth, or the appearance of teenagers when they first learned the guitar.  On the stage that year, there was no applause, no spotlight, only the edge of the basin, the stubbornness not to admit defeat, the day and night in the rehearsal room, arguing, stirring, swallowing up with the volume, no retreat, and hesitation.  Is there light at the end of the darkness?  Will there be light at the end of that night?  So what if fame is a hope or an ignorant arrogance? "So what?" Only after being a resident singer in a wine club can I understand the ordinary nature of human nature. Only after carrying the weight of a music festival can I understand  Every battle relies on guns and food.  Dreams are boiling blood, sweat and tears into soup, and pouring it on the dry and barren reality. When the weight of daily life prevents us from resisting, and we fall to the ground, we find that on the wasteland, hope is blooming!  After passing through, rock or frost, kitsch or ideal, criticizing or singing, on the road, we can only see the distance, the farthest place, the promised other place, keep colliding!  I have seen so many faces and flown to so many foreign lands. The young man is already confused. Looking back, where am I?  The wandering from one stop to another, the hotel and the airport, the interviews over and over again, the attacks and defenses, the pairs of eyes, like a prison and a high wall. Is the scenery inside the wall as originally imagined?  Is there light at the end of the darkness? Is there light at the end of the night? Is the prospect of fame a sight or a crazy fire? So what, "What can I do?" While, we, were, so, young  , I dreamed that at that time, we climbed over the wall, datura flowers bloomed along the way, and we crossed the absurdity of the world with bare feet.  We\'re, stupid, but, srong, the rooftop after school is like a square with thousands of people. I never think too much, just have faith. The young man looked back and laughed at me, "Why don't you catch up quickly?" Who can forget the starting point of that road?  Who is singing at the end of the road, who is in sight of becoming famous, who has been disappointed but who is looking forward to it more?  There is light at the end of the darkness, the sky will dawn at the end of the night, fame is in sight, it has nothing to do with the truth, if you always believe in your heart, who can do anything?  Who can do anything?  "You can fly"  "Datura Flower": A plant belonging to the Solanaceae family, Datura, has anesthetic and psychedelic effects. It is said that on the way to heaven, if you stop and indulge in the fragrance of this flower, you will  Lost the ability and will to go to heaven.
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