Don't mess with me when you're in a bad mood
Where is the joy? I kept asking myself silently. What can't be stopped is sorrow, and what you can't find is happiness. Loneliness is when you are alone and want to talk to someone, but you can't find someone to talk to when you are full of words. Loneliness means that in the crowd, you don't want to say anything, and you can only face the wall without words and force a smile. Joy needs to be shared, sorrow needs to be shared, wind and rain, sunshine is shared, what a good wish, to whom is joy shared? Who can help share the worries? Looking up in the vast sea of people, looking for him in a thousand hundred degrees in dreams, heaven and earth, heaven and earth, the vastness of heaven and earth, can not find the person who needs to be searched, can not see the heart that can be gentle.
Warm and enthusiastic, in exchange for cold and indifferent, can only let the deep feelings alone lonely, lonely people, lonely hearts, where to find people who can comfort. The sea of people is drifting, the life is floating, and the lonely people always say that it doesn't matter, in fact, there are things they don't want to say to you. As soon as the language is exported, it is already pale, and the writing is weak as soon as the pen is dropped. Unable to leave anything behind, he could only toss in the wind and let the lonely figure drift on the vast Pacific Ocean. The blue sky was free of birds, and the vast earth was covered with ice and snow. It is said that the ice is pure and jade, in fact, the dust in the air is wrapped in snowflakes, and even the warm jade is just a stone. If the stone can really be psychic, it is Jia Baoyu's treasure jade. False village words, the real thing is hidden, Jia Baoyu is fake, not to mention that some snowflakes have already melted before they land.
This world is too much fake, those who live with goods say that they have lost hundreds of millions, in fact, they have earned a lot of money, as a spectator is a leek, leeks are harvested, can also grow out, no matter how good the wine, drink will be gone. Just like yesterday's time, I can never go back to today, and today's me will not travel back to the past. I had to be lonely in the rolling red dust, let the tears hang on my cheeks, and the tears flowing on my face could only be gently wiped by myself.
The kitten is lonely, and knows to come to the owner, and offers to ask for a petting. When people are lonely, they can only think about the wall, think about the road they have traveled, and think about the mistakes they have made.
While writing these words, the professor sent me an article that pulled my thoughts back to reality. The title of the article is: The Real Life of a College Teacher, Look at Me I'm a little choked up. When I see such a topic, I want to laugh, not want to cry, such an article is a pretense, get cheap and sell well. So I replied to him: There is no disease and groaning, so I am mysterious, and if you are not willing to change me, let these teachers go to the field to carry corn.
To tell the truth, everyone's life is not easy, each has its own suffering, each has its own pain, each has its own joy and sorrow. But you can't deny the fact that someone else's floor could be your ceiling. Even if you have struggled all your life, you can't catch up with the starting point of others.
The flowers are not open for the flower shop, sorry, or after the professor sent me this article, I replied to these words and talked about the sky to death. It's really a bit confusing, I don't understand people. What was needed was comfort, but it turned out that I was scared back.
Can't blame me all, who let him catch up with me for a while and be in a bad mood. People are emotional, when the mood is good, the eyes are full of flowers, and when the mood is not good, the heavens and the earth are depressed.
Still can't be swayed by emotions, get out of emotions. After walking out, cheer up your spirits and keep doing what you need to do.
Hu Xueqiu: Pen name professional play lottery, Shandong Liaocheng people, Shandong Writers Association members, since childhood love to read, love words, published a collection of essays "A Gap of a Year" Hu Xueqiu essay collection and "meditation collection". There is a conscience, there is a feeling, there is a point of view, there is an attitude, all for the sake of: to make life more beautiful, to make life better.
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