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Heartache is a philosophical injury

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    Ahem, haha!  I accidentally clicked on subscription management again and saw subscription 60. Thank you!  I am very satisfied. I am grateful to the 60 people who have persisted. Even I have subscribed to it. It means I have not subscribed to the fantastic words I wrote. This book is really just a record of everything I can write.  It means: When I have time and taste, I can write whatever my life and my mood dictate, and whatever I want to write.  Ha ha!  It has been raining for six consecutive days, almost non-stop today. As soon as I got home, I also got wet. Unexpectedly, the light rain on the road turned into heavy rain. I was almost home, so I stopped wearing a raincoat.  When it comes to writing, I've always been free to do whatever I want.  ¡°Every ordinary person has an absolute sense of loneliness,¡± she said.  Leaving aside the awareness of loneliness, there is nothing worth saying. All words and languages ??come from loneliness across the link, you said.  Set the alarm clock to seven in the morning, and now you can temporarily relax and read and write and think about things or lie down in a daze, I said.  I heard it will rain more heavily tomorrow than today, but today it rained all day, he said.  She said that multitasking is too distracting. Work one at a time and go to bed when you are tired. Don¡¯t talk too much. The more you talk, the more mistakes you will make.  You said yesterday's football match was a joke. So and so was so anxious about something. Don't you know how to hold on? Why are you so anxious to take credit?  I said I'm sorry. It's none of my business whether you believe it or not. I've known for a long time that in my era, China would never see a champion in the World Cup. Because, like me, I lacked a last-ditch fight, so I had no intention of retreating. To put it simply,  There is no ambition.  He said that it has something to do with the fact that he has been training since he was a child. He may have a chance in his time because he was born in 2002.  It has nothing to do with us whether we appear or not. Our prime time has passed. Just like idols who love little girls, we can¡¯t like them but don¡¯t hate them either, unless they are really talented!  In our opinion, their definition of talent is too far apart.  He curled his lips and said it was fine if he liked it.  She shook her head and said that twenty years from now, if his idol is still still talented, it will prove that he is right about the person!  The premise is that both of them are alive.  The rain was falling lightly. Wang Feng looked at the rain. It kept raining, and Dou Ran had two emotions.  In the rugged wilderness, you gaze with soft and indifferent eyes. Once blurred, you see the past scenery in your memory. The clear blue sky in front of your real eyes runs straight into another extremely distant pale mountain.  The second feeling is gloomy and dark, a cold wind blowing in my heart, what is that?  A view of the sad time river.  I, who also saw this river, could express such complicated emotions in a thousand words. I moved my gaze from looking at the rain to his side face. I felt such a strong melancholy aura that he seemed to know that I was looking at him. He said without turning his eyes: "Long"  , Wrong, wrong, wrong from the beginning. "Wrong?"  In his thirties, he had the inertia to stand with his hands behind his back, he leaped into the sky, he was content with himself, and he laughed endlessly. This impression slowly came back to my mind.  wrong?  Is it wrong to be sad in adulthood?  I am him at seventeen, and he is me thirteen years later.  Did he make a mistake in my hands at the age of thirty?  On your body?  I must have taken a wrong turn.  I am listening to "Healing" by Peng Ling.  Heal!  Have you ever been injured?  Heartache?  When there is an injury, it needs to be healed, but when the heart is injured, it is a philosophical injury! ? One day, actually quite often, I saw my elderly parents, I felt extremely sentimental, extremely sentimental, extremely ashamed in my heart!  Even though I have never done anything that has harmed others in my life, my heart goes out to my old parents. I can't describe it. There are only three words: I'm sorry!  Disappointed!
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