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Eyes hurt badly. Fear of strong light.
I don't know the reason for this phenomenon.
The eyes blinked violently. I suspect I have an eye disease. Can't stare at one thing for a long time.
The more trembling, the more afraid. Blink more and more.
I thought it was because my eyes were too short-sighted. Anything more than two meters is out of my line of sight. I often judge external things by instinct.
Like a stupid snail, slowly crawling. Constantly shrinking sensitive tentacles.
I have many dreams every day. Also often alone in a daze.
I have a splitting headache and want to explode.
Thinking it would be a scam, he was smashed to pieces.
The wreckage of poetry left behind.
My favorite director is Wong Kar Wai. But he never made a film with a script.
I once dreamed that one day I could write scripts. send it to him.
Think about the distant future. The state of the world is impermanent.
On the website, it has been written for more than a year. Although he doesn't want to admit it, he still desires success in his heart.
Literati are somewhat pretentious.
When more and more people read what I wrote. Should I be proud and indulgent?
I cut open my heart like a cruel executioner in the middle of the night.
Bit by bit, I dig deeper into the past that I have been reluctant to mention.
I don't know who are the people who read these things I wrote?
Will they pity me?
A person who walks alone in the world of words. Live your life on vain fantasies. There are no friends or relatives around.
Raised his pale hands.
Grab the spark of inspiration for a moment.
I thought I was always in love, but I never was.
Tired body is reluctant to take a step forward. Thought it was a cliff, but it was just a crossroads.
The weather is getting colder and colder.
The cold makes people forget the pain of years.
The hourglass of memory has been filtering the incomplete.
My unruly and indifferent heart gradually turned into twilight. In the old age, it is said that happiness is immortal.
I had planned not to check Moments before going to bed. But still can't resist the temptation.
Because of loneliness.
On the way to the supermarket, I counted the trees on the side of the road or the floor tiles under my feet.
I once forgot the troubles of time in the turbulent sea of ??people. Standing in the silent night becomes condensed loneliness. Soaked shadows walk alone.
The more you desire something in your heart, the more you will try to express it.
Re-read (One Hundred Years of Solitude).
I was very upset. A bottleneck at work. panic. Be busy and keep making mistakes.
I have made many mistakes.
Should be used to it.
Thick-skinned enough to overcome rigidity with softness.
Little D came to me with an ugly expression on his face.
"I asked you to make me only one collar."
The unfriendly tone made me suddenly angry.
And before he came to me. I made 12 substandard products because I was busy.
The reason for these 12 failures is that I missed checking my own production standards yesterday to help with their stuff.
I can't narrowly push all the faults on others.
Because I'm not good at what I'm going to do for others.
It was a failure.
Too busy to have a clue. standard.
Then. I feel very wronged.
Opened a window to vent depression.
Like a complaining woman, I started to enter an endless loop of complaining.
The man said impatiently, well, stop talking.
Things didn't end like this.
Once the fuse is detonated. Burns from head to toe.
This is the first time I lost my temper in public.
The benevolence, righteousness and morality that used to be full of mouth, pretending to be patient, disappeared.
Did you calm down after venting?
The flames of anger continue to spread on innocent people.
?One person said, if it was Master Mao, Master Xiao Yin, you would definitely not dare to get angry
"But they don't show up with his attitude. It doesn't make me angry."
He smiled in disbelief.
Yes.
The difficulty of answering this question is no less than that every girl will ask such a questionQuestion to boyfriend.
"I fell into the river with your mother. Who do you save first?"
Power is not a weapon to suppress me.
Because I will not cling to any of their light.
It will not be a key dividing point in my life.
When the mood calms down. Intellect occupies the mind. I started to think, what am I doing?
A first-class person has ability but no temper.
The second-class people have ability and temper.
The third-class people have no ability and no temper.
The fourth-class people are incompetent and have a temper.
These are the four most famous sentences of Du Yuesheng. Also my motto.
I have always been a third-class person.
Now it's the dreaded fourth class.
In two weeks. Enter the 28-year-old annual ring. Life goes round and round. It seems that the mature transformation cannot be completed.
It said, you are fine. Just so silly.
Dialogue of the heart. the voice of the soul.
I want to write about the truest things in life. But it is farther and farther away from reality.
I am confused and confused. What has been insisted on has become worthless.
I long for the waves of life, so that I am no longer afraid of sadness and parting.
I fantasize that there is a light around me. It keeps showing me where to go.
An uninspired mind is like stagnant water. Only flow can absorb the forces that create the outside world.
Looking back on 27 years.
There is sadness, sorrow, and joy.
The eternity of memory is connected in series by countless pictures.
Don't blame me for being childish
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