The diary is like this!
After thinking about it for a long time, I think it would be more appropriate to use the two words "after the rain" as the title. From a very distant and distant past to a very strange and strange present, I wandered in the dusk of this rainy season, and the penetrating and impenetrable bits and pieces invaded my vague memories.
Walking from the depths of the rain alley to the alley, the elongated back of the dusk was crushed in the muddy rain, I stayed above a puddle of water, saw the blue sky and white clouds behind my face, and reverie - let me fall into that unforgettable world.
Whether it is now or in the past, the voice that haunts the hearts of each of us at all times is always unavoidable and unavoidable. Walking along the campus path, the street lights are still so dimly lined up that you have nowhere to hide, lying on the familiar grass without seeing the long-awaited cute stars. The darkness of the night, the wind blowing coldly, is just the path you and I have taken, forked, gradually drifting away, until we can't see each other.
Many years ago, I also chased girls, but somehow I cut off each other;
Many years ago, when I didn't know what Valentine's Day was, just a piece of play, eat a few pieces of candy;
Many years ago, I was very shy, pulling on the corner of your clothes and reading Andersen's fairy tales with you.
Many years later, I still spent Valentine's Day alone, did not chase girls, did not learn to use roses and milk tea to make girls cover their mouths and laugh;
Many years later, I am going to the so-called university, I understand the so-called knowledge, I understand the so-called rules of dealing with people, but I am still very tired and lonely;
Many years later, I searched for a few buddies, went to KTV several times, learned to smoke and drink, but never learned how to please you.
There is a city in his heart, and a man in his heart!
Many years later, after the wind and rain stopped, everything remained the same.
After the rain, you may never know that the rain that made you fall happily was actually my sad tears.
After reading the diary, I was a little disappointed in my heart, or maybe it was a disappointment, a disappointment in myself. In the letter I wrote to myself at the age of 16 to my 26-year-old, I was looking forward to it, and now ten years later, I feel faceless to face my original self.
If we divide a person's life into seven nights, then all my sorrow is one night, all my happiness is one night, all my suffering is one night, all luck is one night, all sin is one night, all goodness is one night, and finally, all memories are one night.
Later, I wrote this in my diary!
Most people like bright colors, and most people are also gloomy inside, you have to admit that when you are alone, you will become lonely and miss others, and when your likes become constantly longing, anger and anxiety will also sweep through your body. Time demonizes the human heart, and man breaks the heart of time. Until later on, the hearts of lazy people, the hearts of lazy people. Slowly we will find ourselves more and more different, indifferent and unspeakable, sentimental and afraid to say, tears that cannot be shed, closed words, feelings that cannot be conveyed, and dreams that cannot be expected, no more expressions, and no strange movements.
Sometimes, I dare not imagine what a terrible thing it is to be shallow, and as you continue to encourage yourself to cheer yourself up, you will continue to carry new sorrows. Sorrow is a kind of poison, the deeper the disappointment, the deeper the poison, allowing the force that swept through the eight wildernesses to provoke and be indifferent. So on empty nights, everyone loves to look up at the starry sky, not because of how beautiful and charming the starry sky is, but because you look at it much brighter than you look at this world. However, there are also people who can deceive themselves for a lifetime, not only desires, not only life. Desire destroyed his red roses, and his life overturned his oden, so that he, sinking deeper and deeper, could not extricate himself.
At the end of the day, I wrote it this way.