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    Many thoughts pop into my head every day.

    ? I feel as if I exist in a huge world.  Bottomless.

    In all directions.  Desolate.

    Forward, backward, left, or right?

    ? If life can be repeated.

    What kind of life trajectory will I choose?

    After the age of 25, I will be more afraid of the future.  Because we have nothing, we fear aging and death.

    I was talking with my friend.  Suddenly the nose was wet.  Wipe it with your hands.  It turned out that there was a nosebleed.

    In a hurry, he quickly used paper to block it.

    Bright red blood with a sticky taste.

    ? A person walked by, inadvertently saw it, and kindly reminded me that I had to go to the hospital for a nosebleed

    "On fire" I replied.

    My health has been bad.  He has been weak and sickly since he was a child.  To be able to live up to the present and to live in good health.  is a kind of luck.

    I am afraid of being alone, but I am used to being alone.  Never go to a lively occasion.  Nor will I sit and chat happily with many people.

    I'm a bit autistic.

    My father has four brothers.  He is the second child.  There is only one aunt.

    Every year when I go home during the Chinese New Year, the house is extremely lively.

    Among several cousins, I am the ugliest.  Shortest.  Therefore, I have been very inferior since I was a child.

    Neighbors always compare us when they have nothing to do.  And I'm always the one who plays the role of foil.

    I am disobedient.  Often offended mother angry.  When I was the most rebellious, I thought about running away from home.

    Throughout adolescence, I never expressed my affection for my mother.  Because I always feel that she doesn't understand me.

    Actually, in this world, how many people really understand themselves.

    My mother's personality is completely different from mine.  She was careless, and I was sentimental.

    My brother and I are two years apart.

    But my mother gave me all her love.  Poor health since childhood.  I don't drink milk powder, my mother let me breastfeed until I was five years old.  When I grew up, I didn¡¯t know how many times I went to the hospital because I didn¡¯t eat.

    I was born in a very ordinary village in Henan.  I have been accompanied by the boundless fields since I was a child, and the farming life of the older generation who worked from sunrise to sunset.

    Father has been working outside.  Mom takes care of things at home for her hometown.  I don't go to school on Saturday and Sunday, so I go to my grandma's house.

    There are many books in my grandmother's house.

    The person I admire most is my grandfather.  In my eyes, although my grandfather is not very talkative, he is full of knowledge.

    Calligraphy ranks first in the county.

    He has many students.

    What impressed me the most was seeing an article written by a person in a newspaper, with my grandfather's name behind it.

    It was an essay published by his students and published in our city newspaper.

    Over the years, my grandfather has gotten old.  He is no longer writing.  Still wearing the clothes of the intellectuals of the 90s.  Every gesture is still a strong traditional conservative style.

    Strictly speaking, I was brought up by my grandmother.  Grandma's family lives in the town, and children love to eat.  Every time I go to grandma's house, there is always delicious foodso, this is why my brother and I often go to grandma's house

    At the age of 13, I was in the first grade of junior high school.  Get in touch with English.  A college student who just graduated came to our school for an internship.  One class is an interactive class.

    She asked us to introduce ourselves in English.

    When it was my turn, I was a little embarrassed.  But I still mustered up the courage to ask the teacher, how to say the name of my village in English.

    "Then what is the name of your village, I will translate it for you" the teacher asked kindly.

    "Yan Aizhuang."

    She thought about it for a long time.  Finally write "loveing-village-yan" on the blackboard

    Yes.  Since then, I have remembered the English name.

    A village full of love.

    19 years old, graduated from high school.  I went to Shanghai at the age of 20.

    I have been drifting in other places for a long time.

    There have been many years of blank memory.

    A woman like me is not suitable for marriage and having children.  Someone said that to me a long time ago.

    I had planned to be single for the rest of my life.

    However, the environment in which I live still cannot accept the life philosophy of not getting married.

    I am an idealist, easily self-centered.  Stick to the point of view you admire about what you like.  Don't like being tied down.  I don't like things that are too fake.  Don't waste too much on things you don't liketime.

    I like to lose my temper.

    like reading.

    I like to write.

    I like to run.

    love music.

    I like freedom.

    Finally, at the age of 27, I saw many things clearly.  Youth is getting farther and farther away.  Time is running out.

    What do I want to do.

    What can I do?

    what should I do?

    How to live a life without leaving regrets in vain.

    Read more books, read good books.

    I am not indifferent.  Hot blood flowed in his bones.  I didn't meet the right person, so it seemed ruthless.

    I am not alone.  I am with the night.  My mother gave me a pair of smart eyes.  I light up the loneliness of the night with these eyes.

    I am not sad, the years will heal me.

    Where am I from.

    The mortal world.  Will eventually return to the world of mortals.

    Learn to let go and forget what should not be left behind.

    A woman like me.  Unruly and self-willed, chopping vegetables can cut fingers, walking can bump into electric poles, eating can be entangled in what to eat, buying clothes can care about how to match them

    I love to dream.  love fantasy.

    Derailed from life.

    Therefore, I am suitable for being single.

    Will not be hurt by anyone, and will not hurt others.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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