A few days ago, I was chatting with a friend, and my friend suddenly said to me, "You are obviously a good person, but you want to pretend to be very bad, but you can't be bad at all." "I was a little happy to hear this, but after the happiness, somehow, I was left with a face full of helplessness!
I was brought to this real world by the post-90s with my head on my head, destined to be less than the mature and courageous of the post-80s, and it seems that there is no passion like the post-90s, this embarrassing situation, it seems to be in a vacuum, can not go up to the sky, can not fall to the ground.
It is said that the children after 90 are not as pragmatic and hardworking as the post-80s, and like to dream, so are girls, and the same is true for boys. I often fantasize about this or that wonderful world, colorful life, and even the luxury of being the protagonist when some beautiful moments happen. A friend said next to him: The ideal is very full, and the reality is very bone. All of a sudden, I was pulled back to reality, and we began to look forward to making our lives real, even if it was cruel. In this way, the contradiction is unbearable, always hanging between the true and the false.....
Like many young children, I also dream of beautiful love. Dream of falling in love only once in a lifetime, once in a lifetime, once in a lifetime. Those beautiful and simple fragments always linger, playing together, shopping together, buying vegetables and cooking together, together..... So much, wonderful, together in every moment.
We hide all the good in the night, when the stars and the moon appear in the sky; we always look forward to the good in tomorrow, when the sun rises again from the east; we melt the good into words, in movies, when we observe at our leisure. When we cling to something or a person for a long time, we will regard him as a kind of nature, and once someone breaks this nature, there will be people who are as fragmented as this beautiful nature...
At this age of dreaming, you need the fake, the dream in your heart, the thought in your dream; you also need that real, down-to-earth feeling, the touch in your hand. True and false, dreams and reality, those, are indispensable to us...