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Late Night Story Respect for loneliness

author:I haven't seen her for a long time and I miss it

The moonlight through the window sill shines on my face, touching my jumping brain, looking out the window although there is no street lamp, but it is exceptionally bright, silver wrapped in thought of the snow, thought of white, the distant building has three or two lights, late at night how there are still people do not sleep, maybe for tomorrow's livelihood, maybe for better development to work hard, maybe just can't sleep, I can't help but laugh, I am not one of them, how to worry about that idle! I once had the ambition of having tens of millions of rooms in Ande Guangsha, making the world smile, and now I have five rooms, which were given by my parents, but I have never purchased one by myself, how can I achieve the world! It's late at night, the earth is quiet, everything is so quiet and peaceful, as if returning to the fact that everything was not born on the earth, sometimes I wonder, the earth did not give birth to life, as desolate as the moon, will I appear? Maybe it will appear on some planet in the depths of the universe, maybe it won't happen! It just reflects how difficult it is for us to appear, we may have waited tens of thousands or even millions of years to be fortunate enough to come to earth, we are a huge wealth in ourselves, we have to reflect on how we can squander our time recklessly? It's late at night, and the dawn here is quiet!!!

Late Night Story Respect for loneliness