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    I sent my resume to a cultural company.  Give it a try attitude.

    No high diploma.

    Just a year of writing experience on the website.

    I want to change my job.

    I have been doing a job for a long time.  It seems to have feelings.  I don't like this job.

    It doesn't suit me either.

    But will they hire me.

    Parting is always a sad thing.

    I hate parting.

    There will be no period later.  out of reach.

    Perhaps, leaving, we will never meet again in our lifetime.  The earth is round, but the human heart is straight.

    I never have the right to choose.

    The only things I enjoy doing are reading and writing.

    Give me unlimited space and imagination.

    Everything returned to calm.

    It seems that I have never been here.

    I want to be a good boy.  Don't trouble anyone, don't hurt anyone.  Don't disturb other people's lives.  Everything will come to an end.

    Sometimes, my heart aches.

    Sometimes, I laugh out loud.

    Don't think about what hardships life has given me.

    I am a greedy person.  Always wanting more from others.

    In fact, I have always been singing a one-man show.

    Don't easily break into other people's lives.  No one will easily break into my heart.

    It takes three seconds to fall in love with someone.

    Three seconds can also completely forget a person.

    I don't like to do one thing alone.  Except for writing.

    It's the off-season for the factory again.  Just me sitting there wiping needles.

    1200 needles.  Wipe them clean one by one.

    Go home for a few days.  The skin is tanned.  Acne started to spread like crazy again.

    I am sick.  Although it is not a painful disease that tortures people.  It also terrifies me.

    I don't know why I ate something wrong.  The whole body is itchy and sad.

    It's okay when no one is there.

    ? Especially in public.  So many pairs of eyes watching.  Tickling is always considered indecent.

    Recently, I am reading Confucian History.

    I like classical literature.

    2017.  Most of what I read is foreign literature.  Is it a bit xenophobia feeling?

    But I am a complete patriot.

    I can see my sincerity from the fact that I never use an iPhone.

    In fact, I am a very old-fashioned person.  When things happen, I like to dig into the dead end.  Literally.

    Get up at seven in the morning.  Breakfast at 7:20.  If it¡¯s too late, buy breakfast on the side of the road and bring it to work.  Go to work at 8:00, and leave work at 4:30 without overtime.  Overtime work ends at 8:30.

    Every day, walk the same path.  Meet the same people and scenery.  Repeat the daily labor.

    It's too early to leave work at 4:30.

    It's too late to get off work at 8:30.

    if it is possible.  I would rather go to work at nine.  Get off work at six.  I sleep late in the morning, and go for a walk on the street after dinner in the evening.  A small number of pedestrians accompany the quiet night of the city.

    ? No right to bargain.  Leaders will not follow my advice.

    Only the working class understands the hardships of life better.

    There are very few things I can give back to my parents.

    Wine and song, life geometry.

    I want to leave a place.  Find new directions.  When the familiar taste blinds the heart.  Tossing and turning, unable to write a new language.

    ?Try different living environments and gain more experience before you can understand the meaning of life.

    Encountering any difficulties and obstacles is a stepping stone of fate.  Experienced, the heart will be stronger.

    Want to be a boat.  Soaring alone in the sea.  A boat full of brilliance.  With the wind, with the waves, gently swim away.

    I heard that someone got married.

    Silently bless him.

    Hope everyone is happy.

    Hope everyone is happy.

    The road to work is not long.  I wish it was longer.  The stay is for a short encounter, but it is the farthest parting.

    Early morning.  I saw a woman standing on the side of the road crying.

    Her pretty face was full of sorrow.

    New year, new day.  It is still full of the dust of the years like yesterday.

    For some people, just remember.

    Some people, if they can't forget, learn to face it rationally.Some people, just say goodbye.

    I am walking in the bustling street market.  Like a sleepwalker, no matter what he sees or what he cannot see, he thinks he has seen it.

    A flash in the pan.

    Maybe I will forget many beautiful lights in my life, just like, I have forgotten, your original appearance.

    Speechless.

    Sometimes it's not boring to the extreme.

    Maybe, it's just that when the love is deep, the tears flow first.  Things are people, not everything.

    All right.  let's go.  Another unknown journey.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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