One day, I saw myself being locked in a cage by the world, so I had to admit that I had begun to die gradually, until one day I completely died, not only the body began to decay, but also the thoughts gradually disappeared, and the soul also decayed.
1. January is the most hypocritical season, the earth is full of secular atmosphere, the naked money confuses memories and desires, and makes white and moonlight fall in the mountains and rivers at the same time
? Winter makes us freeze because of the cold, but also burns ourselves because of it
Those heavy snowfalls are the dawn of spring. People care about their white happiness, but they don¡¯t know that the sadness of spring comes quietly. People, they have been confused since spring
Confused, confused, confused
Therefore, the Ching Ming Festival came as promised. The tombstone in front of the grave was covered by piles of weeds, rocks and abyss. The hero has long passed away, and the stone tablet was cleaned spotlessly. What a ridiculous mood
2. The fire in July, it is a short-lived scorching heat, the scorching sun is on the head, the ancient village is gradually harvesting the few remaining grains, the castle made of high-rise buildings keeps the world out, but it is invulnerable, but it is surrounded by several people. Tempted by a copper coin, the entire castle surrendered without reservation. The world was full of tears and began to crowd each other, as if the castle was the heaven that Jesus said
When when when
In the bloody dusk of the setting sun, it seemed to be the bell of a temple, knocking lightly, it was long, gloomy, solemn but extremely desolate, it resounded throughout the castle, except that it did not reach the ancient within the village
But the strange thing is that inside the castle, people are bustling with people, and they still pass by each other, but they turn a deaf ear to it. It's really strange. Hey, in the 21st century, the ancient clock is still ringing, it is immortal, but my generation is rotten. Clean, numb to the ringing of the bell
The deep night came, I came to a station, not far from the station, there was a faint light, I followed the light, and found an inn
So I came to this inn, this inn is called Desolation, I found a seat at random, sat down, and started to drink
I am not from Kyushu, I am from Jingguo, a true barbarian, I was born there since I was a child
When I was young, there, one of my friends named Chu, he took me to climb mountains and cut firewood
In the process of climbing the mountain, I will sweat, but I didn¡¯t feel tired when I was a child. When I reached the top of the mountain, I felt that I was very free
Cutting firewood, you will sweat, and the whole clothes will be soaked, the broiler chicken has no smell of sweat, but I feel very tired, because the sky is still so bright, there is no feeling of darkness
At night, the stars in the sky are twinkling non-stop, and the sky is full of stars.
I read a book under the star river, and the sound of clattering and clattering broke the silent darkness. It was a short-lived inspiration, just like the eternal darkness passing through a trace of day, so I continued to read, but the darkness is eternal night, the eternal sorrow sighing
I sang all the way, from Baojiaqiu¡¯s tomb to the heavy snow
At this time, the rivers and seas were frozen, the sky was freezing, and the sky was still snowing. I was trembling and walking on the ice, as if this was the time of my life. The footprints on the ice were very dim. I walked forward step by step, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of me, with no end in sight. I thought, on the road of heavy snow, maybe life is bleak.
spring, blue, sea
In the evening, the wind blows coolly. My cousin Yin and I hold hands and walk on the road named after the wind. Only we know the romance at this moment
The wind blows very slowly, very slowly
It's like the clumsiness of an honest man, but our love is more stupid than clumsiness
An old friend who seemed like an enemy but not a friend walked by me. He was very good-looking, his skin was like a cloud in the sky, his eyes were deeper than the stars and the sea, and he looked clumsy at all
I smiled and let go of my cousin's hand, so she flew away with that old man. After many years, there was no news, and I never heard from them again. Maybe she died.
Life is like the scene after death, I don't know anything, under the abyss, that is hell, where the secrets of the world are buried
? Hypocritical yet swearing, it is the language of the world
During the afternoon nap, I dreamed that Li Er was a dragon among men, he was a dragon among men. He was dressed in off-white clothes, which was the most noble color. , after a long time, people talk about morality, but other morality is not this morality
Woke up, I was full of morality, infected with human vices, since then, I decided not to be human, I want to be a human
? True and lonely is ???I don¡¯t know that human nature has been suppressed since then and hidden in the deepest part. One day, when it erupts, it will be destroyed by landslides and tsunami
I was walking on an unknown tree-lined avenue, and suddenly a harsh horn came from behind me, beepbeepbeepincessantly
Pleasant mood, suddenly becoming irritable, what a noisy voice, at this moment, I just want to call the master down and beat him up
However, I still let him get used to things. When he passed by me, he looked at me angrily in the car. I looked at him quietly and didn¡¯t speak.
The sound of wind passing by disappeared in my ears instantly. I was very puzzled. This was not a carriageway. He didn't mean to thank him, but it seemed that I had done something wrong.
A human mask cannot be removed, not until the moment of death
?The horses of princes and nobles are now available to everyone, as long as you have money, so everyone is an emperor, thinking that they are the masters who exercise their rights
Money is such a thing that makes people motivated, but it makes people feel melancholy, but after having it, human nature is hard to control
On the weekend, my cousin Wei took me to the slums. There are poor people all over the place. They are all ragged and wrinkled. I couldn't afford a place to be buried, so I died here. The stinky place seems to be the hometown of the poor
Wei said that some of these people should go to hell.
I just sighed, have you forgotten, your ancestors were also poor, his face changed, and he stared at me
I went on to say that their downfall is not caused by them, it is caused by this world, it is caused by those disgusting capitalists, it is the sorrow of the times, every age has poor people of every age, but we should not comfort ourselves with this, It is to really help them. As far as I am concerned, I feel sorry for them. A large part of their depravity is caused by us men, our selfishness, arrogance and arrogance. of
Wei interrupted me, stop talking, you are a saint, may I ask if you are Jesus or Buddha
I I looked at him and choked. I wanted to open my mouth to say something, but the words got stuck in my throat. I thought to myself, I am not a sage, but grass and trees grow in water, and I saw my own kind , how can I not feel pity, I lament for the poor, I weep for the poor
I gave the clothes on my body and the remaining money to an old man not far away, and then walked out with Wei
Wei said, if you give it to someone, that person will die because of it, and you are the one who killed him, you know
Don't you believe in kindness, don't you believe in love, maybe he will distribute the only money he has to his neighbors, at the end, I murmured (remember this website: www.hlnovel.com