Someone once asked me, do I believe in premonitions?
I shook my head and said I didn't believe it.
What is the hunch?
Can predict what will happen in the future in advance.
Does premonition really exist in the world?
Is it really possible to control the development of a certain thing?
We came to this world and grew up from a babbling child to a teenager who learned to take responsibility, and slowly entered the twilight. Experience childhood, youth, youth, middle age, old age. Have family, love, friendship. Longing, disappointment, despair, extravagant hope.
There will be a silent watch.
People's psychology changes a lot. I laugh happily when I succeed, and cry bitterly when I fail. It will be heartbreaking when you lose it. From starting, jogging, accelerating, slowing down, and finally reaching the end of the journey, there will be troughs, and there will be brilliance.
Always desire to have a lot. perfect lover. Excellent kid. Happy family, warm-hearted friends. Like a mirror, my heart is full of emptiness, and I try to catch the warmth of the moment. When the light of reality illuminates the world. See the people around you, there are good people and bad people. Shuttle back and forth rushing around. I always want to tear off the mask of hypocrisy, and growl strong and calm, live, fuck live.
Why should I live?
Is it just to be satisfied with living the rest of your life in peace and mediocrity?
So many people, so many places in the world? Are there still so many unsolved mysteries?
Money dominates our lives and thoughts. When we cannot break free from this invisible shackle. Just calm down and work hard. Because eating and drinking Lazard requires us to take care of it. Only when our hearts surpass the reality can we discard the original unchanging things.
What is a constant layer?
The shackles of traditional thinking.
Don't just say what people say. Imitate others, change for someone. Be yourself and be your best self. Follow your heart and keep moving forward.
Many people have said how ridiculous and pathetic it is that I dream of becoming a writer. I heard this sentence from the age of 15 to the age of 27. At the beginning, I will be sad, depressed, and cry. Later, maybe the heart became hardened. Take these gossips for granted. I don't care about other people's opinions, the mocking comments behind my back.
I suddenly felt that people's life span is so short, maybe something unexpected will happen one day. Why not live for yourself. Do you want to follow the rules and be the person you should be in the eyes of the public?
The summer of 2017 has passed. The yellow and fallen leaves of autumn have begun a new round of prosperity. The silent drizzle was lingering. The sky was gloomy and terrible. The wind blows the weeds and dances
On August 31, 2017, at 3:40 pm, I stood by the window and wrote this article. Not trying to inquire into the meaning of writing it down.
Surrounded by a complicated working environment, the sound of rumbling machines, and the loud shouts of colleagues seem to have nothing to do with me. My heart seemed to close the beating valve, and I fixedly looked at the white sky outside the window, like a beautiful memory that was stolen.
The sweet-scented osmanthus hasn't bloomed yet.
The leaves haven't turned yellow yet.
Suddenly there is a premonition.
Bad feeling.
Halfway through my 27th birthday, I still have nothing.
And I will still stand at the origin, with a smile on my face. Not afraid of failure, not afraid of leaving.
Countless starting points, countless running moments, don't laugh at my embarrassment when I fall, please smile at me when I stand up with sweat and difficulty.
Don't change for anyone
? Try to be yourself
Watch the sunset on the horizon
See the passing of time
me in your eyes
not perfect
I am like this
Innocent
capricious
stupid
accidentally hurt you
I have no intention
You have no intention
The missed fate
unequal period
A song is not finished
The world has evaporated
The sixth premonition
everything
Don't take it too seriously
September
will eventually
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