Who am I??

I remember sitting in my yard when I was very young, and I would often look up at the sky and think: Who am I, why am I, why am I not an adult. When I grew up, I no longer thought about why I was such a childish question, but I was often confused about who I was and what kind of person I was. Today, I wrote down some of my feelings and preferences, only to know myself more clearly.

I am a kind person. I believe in the Buddhist saying: Good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. Therefore, in dealing with others, we emphasize the beauty of being kind and kind; interacting with people, paying attention to being kind to others and being kind and charitable; and demanding ourselves, advocating being good to ourselves and being kind and permanent. In life, there are few tears of pain, but they are often moved by touching.

I am a sincere person. I believe that sincerity will make the heart clear as a mirror, fresh as a wash, and sincerity will make life vivid and bright, full and rich. Therefore, always with a sincere heart to face the world, face life, sincerity let me have a kind of unashamed calmness in my heart, sincerity makes my life colorful, friends all over the world, but also often deceived by the so-called friends and always have no memory.

I am a person who pursues perfection. Whatever you do, do your best to achieve the perfect result. Therefore, he often tires himself and the people close to him; he constantly reflects on himself and examines his own mistakes. Because he can't be perfect, he can't always be a relaxed person and a confident person.

I regard self-esteem as life, and I cannot tolerate the scorn and trampling of outsiders. So I wrestled a lot, but I got up from the ground again and again, wiped away my tears, and kept going. Behind him are strings of deep, shallow, crooked footprints, soaked in dedication and bitterness.

I believe in love. There is always a pure sky in the heart, where there is pure love, simple love, and innate goodness.

One of my favorite sayings is: May life be as splendid as a summer flower, and death as the quiet beauty of autumn leaves. Isn't it a very beautiful and beautiful realm?

I like to talk to myself in my heart, and for me it's a kind of freedom. This kind of freedom can only be felt when you are alone on the way home, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, lying alone in the darkness, counting your own thoughts. I like to write on paper, for me it's another kind of freedom, it belongs to the private space, to the unspeakable nostalgia and the loneliness that cannot be discharged. Because of the fear of losing his freedom, he often wrote tearing, tearing and writing again, never leaving a complete story.

I like women who are simple and pretty. Those women who are cold and frosty and think of themselves as perfect, if coupled with bright clothes and reserved behavior, make people feel hypocritical and tasteless. In contrast, I prefer those personalized faces, such as a tear mole under the corner of the eye, faintly flashing sad desire; smiling and squinting eyes, with unspeakable charm and spirituality.

I love that I have some clothes that I don't have to worry about and wear like a fish. When I was young, I liked pullover sweaters and narrow jeans the most, which could make up for the shortcomings of short stature without losing taste. But as we get older and work change, the clothes we wear on our bodies become more and more professional, more and more delicate, and more and more rigid. Just like the human character, there is no spirituality, no passion, more and more decent.

I don't like to use perfume, but I like women with a faint fragrance on their bodies, that hazy, weak and innocent fragrance, let people feel mysterious, ambiguous, noble. Don't like scented men, prefer that they are neat, because clean hair and skin, in itself, have a natural sexy taste. I have loved someone very early on, and because of the fresh breath on him, he is so different that he cannot be diluted by time.

Don't like women and men who think they are smart, they are always self-centered, and they have the domineering power of giving up on me. In fact, they are easily recognizable. I like fragile, easily hurt hearts because there is warmth. While they are easy to take care of their emotions, they can also feel the feelings of others, and they have a kind and grateful heart.

I like the women who are still calm after 30. Like they have their own work, their own circles, their own space; like them because of the grind and ups and downs of life and more calm and calm; like they do not rely on men, but have a good taste of appreciating men; like them to live for themselves, know how to cherish their feelings, care about their health; like them know how to pay, full of tenderness, and calm and keep a distance from feelings. Don't like those women who can't wait to put on the face of the face as soon as they are 30 years old, they only know how to work the appearance, try to retain the youth but do not know the poverty of the crux of the problem; do not like those who have a husband and children to throw themselves away, fat, sloppy but do not care, wait until the men around them begin to shift their eyes to the door to shout the sky, can not control themselves to lose their minds; do not like those men as the center, as a backer, with men as shortcuts, to achieve their goals and self-satisfaction, A woman who thinks she is successful but loses her self-esteem.

I don't like men who talk about things and don't do what they say; I don't like men who are too delicate and calculating; I don't like men who don't have a smile on their faces and have a dark heart. The man who appreciates wisdom the most, the kind of wisdom and talent that comes out of his bones, shines with moving brilliance. They are deep, generous, humorous, and attentive. They don't have to say a lot, but they must be the core of a group of people; they don't try to please others, but they embody his meticulousness in the subtleties. They are real men, men with interest. They may not be very successful, but they will never be upstarts or politicians. （2007）