"On every side of life, there are beautiful scenery."
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Original: The edge of life
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01
Gregarious
The public has no discernment ability, so it is impossible to judge the truth or falsity of things, and many views that do not stand up to scrutiny can easily be universally agreed!
Gustav Le Pen's views in The Ragtag May be exaggerated, but it is undeniable that in many cases he is telling the truth.
However, since there are people who are "gregarious", or people who like to "fit in", there must be people who are not so "gregarious".
Or, directly choose people who intentionally avoid "gregariousness.".
The protagonist in He Zhu's "Fang Xin Bitter" is an example:
Willow back to the pond, Mandarin duck Beipu, green Ping rose to break the lotus boat road. There is no bee butterfly Mu Yuxiang, and the red clothes are exhausted.
Returning to the tide, the clouds and rain, and the language of the rioters. At that time, he refused to marry the spring wind, but he was mistaken by the autumn wind for no reason.
02
Nothing
It seems that spring has not gone far.
In the blink of an eye, summer is bustling with activity.
Willow back to the pond, Mandarin duck Beipu, green Ping rose to break the lotus boat road.
The little willow branch by the pond was once so soft, and the greenery of the stars made people feel pity.
The dragonflies have not yet arrived, and the butterflies are even less seen.
Liu Er laughed at her, you are afraid that you are confused, when is this, just thinking of attracting bees and butterflies?
Besides, even if it is to attract bees and butterflies, it is also your business, where is my share? But, lo and behold, you see... Hee-hee, you have this small face and small body now, it is good not to scare others, what else do you want to attract bees and butterflies?
She knew that Willow had no ill will, so she wasn't angry.
She also knew in her heart that the time that belonged to her, as Liu'er said, really had not yet come.
When that day comes, she will definitely dress herself up beautifully.
As for bees, butterflies, dragonflies, or whatever, who are rare?
But now, she didn't seem to have any energy, she felt that her whole body was sleepy, and she didn't want to wake up at all.
Then go to sleep, spring is still long, summer is still early.
What she has is time.
What she really has is time, time to grow slowly, to stretch her posture slowly.
Slowly, little by little, she dressed up her unique beauty.
Willow stared at her enviously, each leaf rustling.
It was all praise for her.
Liu'er is like this, what to say, good or bad is not hidden, which is why she likes Liu'er.
Can say good bees, butterflies, dragonflies, or something, why didn't any of them come?
She thought about it and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
She really thought about it too much, and Liu Er was not wrong at all.
However, Liu Er did not say one thing, that is, she was born in the place where Si grew up.
Lu Ping broke the Lotus Boat Road.
Willow back to the pond, Mandarin duck Biepu.
In such a desolate and dilapidated place, where are the bees and butterflies patronizing?
There is no bee butterfly Mu Yuxiang, and the red clothes are exhausted.
Nothing?
Yes, she should have given up all her thoughts and not thought about it at all.
03
Unprovoked
Not all stories are people willing to listen.
Not everyone who has listened to the story will understand.
If she wasn't sure if the other person could understand it, she was willing not to say it.
Say nothing.
Return to the tide, the clouds bring rain.
The water is coming, silent or audible.
The clouds are coming, the rain is falling or the sky is clear.
The days passed like this day by day.
It doesn't make any difference whether it should go this way or not.
Because, whether it should have passed this way or not, the days are actually the same.
Those who cling to it are not holding the truth in their hands, but often because they are too deeply attached.
But not saying it didn't mean she didn't want to say it.
Those countless silent days are actually countless days that she silently waits for.
Wait for someone.
Waiting for an encounter.
Wait for a talk.
Painful, happy and unrestrained and dizzily narrated.
It seems to be in the same language as the rioters.
Scattered, mournful, sad, all those past days, one by one.
At that time, he refused to marry the spring wind, but he was mistaken by the autumn wind for no reason.
Did she miss the spring wind, or did the autumn wind miss her?
Only Willow could witness her persistence, witness that she had once swayed so coldly in the spring breeze.
But he stubbornly chose to hide all his fanghua.
Just wait for a certain day when she is willing to bloom beautifully.
Just wait for her red face to shine brighter than the bright sunlight.
She is the time she chooses, and she is the time when she reveals herself and confides in herself.
She had thought that this fascinate beauty could continue forever.
Or, eventually, there will be a pair of eyes that are fascinated by everything about her.
Unfortunately, there was nothing.
Bees, butterflies, dragonflies, whatever.
One doesn't.
Unprovoked.
Could it be that she was just casually let down for no reason?
04
secret
The protagonist in "Heartache" is a lotus flower.
A lotus flower that is completely anthropomorphized.
In some cases, the reader can't even tell whether the author is depicting a flower or a beautiful woman.
They overlap, one will be flowers, one will be people.
Like a flower, not a flower, like a person and not a person.
Perhaps this is exactly the effect that the author intended to create, and it is difficult to distinguish between the flowers.
It is worth noting that whether it is a lotus flower or a lonely woman, they all have the same characteristics -
In his own choices, although he said that he was bitter, he did not change his original intention.
Because of this, there is no regret in refusing to marry the spring wind.
Because of this, although it was mistaken by the autumn wind for no reason, it was still comfortable.
Calmly tell yourself everything, calmly look back at the ups and downs you have walked.
It seems to be in the same language as the rioters.
Between the lotus flower and the rioters, we also see a secret and strong connection.
That's the secret of the lotus flower and the rioters.
From each other, both sides smelled a charming aroma that was equally intoxicating and equally bitter.
This aroma should have a more popular and straightforward name -
Its name is Noble.
Life Jun said
"A flower, a person, meet here."