Red Dust has no intention of laughing at life

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Only give you three years, if you can't come back and study well...

Others asked him, judging his own rank, he said the first without thinking, the sadness after drinking, who can know, the three-year musical dream, this is the last moment, let go of a fight, this can back the water a battle, there is no way back.

His voice was already uncomfortable, and he still wandered on the competition field every day, whether he was unwilling or unprecedentedly confident, and another reincarnation, singing the original song he had originally composed in a hoarse voice.

Jun's announcement, you have not cared, although you have been optimistic about your teammates, but the name read out by the host is another unexpected person, do you pay attention to the audience, everyone has Xue Zhiqian's stickers, tears rolling down, not only yourself, with the most formal song, to return the support of the melody.

The not-so-clear music sings the most formal of its own, flowing softly, lingering in the ears, gently winding, like the snow in the summer, although it is impossible, but once it appears, it will wash the whole world.

Slowly percussion stirred up a little ripple in the chest, and how much resonance appeared. What's not to like, who said that the princess can't be a woman of red dust, the swab of three thousand gold, the feeling that the prince wants to keep, has been cut off by the door...

In the snowy Shanghai, his sleeves are carefree, no gold and no silver At this moment, this scene is only for his life's worries...

The pale voice can't hide the warmth of the heart, in front of the microphone, are you singing yourself?

Even if you don't get the first, the call of "humble..." in the audience has proved everything, the championship is only a reputation, it is no longer important, what is important is that your efforts have been recognized by others and showed your wonderful to the world.

You say that you are going to do your best, to be invincible for the sake of love; you sigh that the snow is falling too seriously, and the feelings are helpless in this snow, leaving only a scar; you laugh at the red dust woman who is too frivolous, waving three thousand gold, although you are dissatisfied but speechless...

After three years of stumbling, the heart has gradually matured under the impermanence of the outside world, your courage, your persistence, your efforts, in the face of the game that may turn all your efforts into nothing, or choose to attack...

Your success is an accident supported by millions of people, but who has not been able to say that this is not inevitable?

Perhaps, our life journey is full of swamps and thorns; perhaps the scenery we pursue is always full of mountains and rivers, and there are no willows and dark flowers.

Perhaps, our steps forward are always heavy and staggering; perhaps we need to grope in the darkness for a long time to find the light.

Perhaps, our pious faith will be entangled in the dust and fog of the world and will not be able to soar freely; perhaps, for the time being, our noble souls will not find the pure land to be placed in reality...

But after hard work, there will be a bright light. Taking out the courage of the brave and challenging the fate may be a new world.

Laugh at life.

-Author-

Pen name: Evil eyes are small, I always believe that words are powerful, it can heal our hearts, it can also reflect our hearts, our lives need words.

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