? Early in the morning, I woke up drowsy, vaguely the same as before, except that I don¡¯t have to go to work today
There are a few books on the bed, it can be regarded as the Bible of the sages, and a pack of cigarettes and a lighter
I'm probably a drunkard who doesn't drink. I'm not as wealthy as Li Changji. The ghost of the autumn tomb sings Bao's poems, and there are countless poems such as hating blood for a thousand years in the soil. Now imagining the cynical appearance of the scholar boy, people can't help but sympathize. Although he is a poetic ghost, he became a poetic ghost in the world after all
In terms of richness, Li Taibai is still the richest. Mr. Zimei is also invincible in poetry when he speaks white, and his thoughts are not grouped. It is really good to say that a real person is as his name, and his poetry is as his
Going downstairs, I went to a noodle restaurant I usually come to, and ordered a bowl of lean meat rice noodles
The proprietress is only forty years old, her face is full of wrinkles, her skin is withered and yellow, and she looks the same as the years, which is thought-provoking
The rice noodles came out in less than ten minutes, and the proprietress brought them out with a blank expression
Eating lean meat rice noodles, the vermicelli are very thin, and the taste is a little bit bad. Although it is a bit like the taste of my hometown when I was a child, it is just like it after all, it is not after all.
Eating and eating, I don¡¯t know why, I don¡¯t have the interest to eat anymore, it¡¯s a taste that I can¡¯t swallow again, there is no holiday today, and I don¡¯t miss my relatives every time during the festive season, and the unexplainable sadness in my heart is like this
? Take out your phone, send a message, pay, and leave
I went to a place, let¡¯s call it Lost Paradise, a place where you can relax your body and mind temporarily, of course it¡¯s only occasionally, and after that, it¡¯s a continuation of pain, so some people say that life is born with pain
The power of morality is enough to kill people, but it also makes people live hard
I passed by a prosperous place, and passed by a remote place, and arrived at the bottom of a high-rise building, entered the door, and then got on the elevator. The antique building inside greeted my eyes with Paradise Lost
After a few hours, I came out of Paradise Lost and lost my joy instead
It's not as happy and unrestrained as smoking. It's not just the satisfaction of inhaling into the mouth, but also the mood is like the wind while smoking. The joy of walking on the street like this is also a different kind of demeanor.
Several couples, a family and several students in school uniforms passed by me
I thought, maybe a person's freedom is also very happy. In the noisy world, it is a beautiful state for a person to maintain the courage to live alone
? When I came under a big tree, I took out a cigarette from my pocket, lit one, inhaled it into my lungs and spit it out again. I was very happy, just like that, looking at the crowd
It is a boring pleasure for a boring person to watch a group of boring people
Maybe life is like this, you look at other people's lives, others are also looking at your life, and then everyone is busy with self-righteous life
Wilde said that there are only two tragedies in the world, one is not getting what you want, and the other is getting what you want
Wandering is self-exile, exile is expulsion from the world, in fact, there is no difference between the two
That's it, I walk on the earth, walk with the time, admire the wind of the sages, look up to the heights of mountains and rivers, and shine brightly in my own world (remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com