when I was a child, I always wanted to climb over a mountain. Look at the world beyond the mountain.
Later, I climbed the mountain, only to find that the other side of the mountain was not what I expected in my memory. I want to turn around and go back, only to find that I can't find my way back.
I vaguely remember when I first joined the work. When a person goes to a restaurant to eat, he is always reluctant to order expensive dishes. Later, a few years later, I went to the restaurant again, and I could order whatever I wanted when I was a child, but I couldn't eat the taste in my memory anymore.
I once dreamed of growing up quickly, working and making money when I grew up, and then traveling around the world. Later, a few years after graduation, due to the needs of work, I often have the opportunity to travel around. I have the opportunity to see different scenery, but I find those strange cities, those strange faces, those strange nights, and those who wake up alone after pushing a cup for a change are so lonely and cold. I walked through different cities and saw different scenery, but I didn't remember the mood when I saw the scenery.
Some people say that, when you pack your bags and stay away from your hometown, you will feel homesick. Put down your bags and return to your hometown, but there is no "poetry and distance". Therefore, people always chew "homesickness" in the distance and look at "the distance" in their homeland.
it seems that this is life.
when everyone is singing, they suddenly forget how to sing together, when they wake up drunk, they forget where they are, and when the breeze is dying, they ask, "It's been years, what's the evening?"? Time goes so fast that we can't keep up with it inadvertently. So, I gradually got used to the rush of time, gradually became silent, gradually got used to walking alone in the street, slowly looked up at the sky, put on sunglasses to cover my tears, and smiled to meet the loneliness presented by the world.
some people say that loneliness is a person's pleasure.
it's not that I can't meet people and treat things, nor that I can't "meet both sides", but I'm addicted to loneliness.
In the silent midnight, think about what happened that day, the people you met and what you said. Sometimes I am gratified, sometimes I smile, sometimes I feel deep. When I was young, I was irritable and always wanted to solve it quickly, always thinking about how to do it perfectly; When I grow up, I find that the moon is full of rain and shine, and people have joys and sorrows. Some things, some people, leave some regrets and thoughts, which is also a kind of beauty. The world is imperfect, so why should we be obsessed with perfection?
When youth is fading away, I look back on the roads I have traveled, the scenery I have seen and the "flowers" I have chased over the years, which are sweet, bitter, memorable and forgetful. When I was young, I never knew how to cherish and how to be gentle with the world. So in the end, we also received the feedback from this world, which made our youth regret, made us pay for our youth and frivolous, and let us shed tears for those who could not go back, leaving a deep or shallow, bright or dark scar in our hearts.
Some sadness can be told, some happiness can be shared, and some loneliness can only be drunk by oneself.
The movie Passing Through Your World says, "As long as you are the one waiting for me at the finish line, it doesn't matter if you are late. As long as it is you, it is good. "
yes, wait for me at the finish line. What a beautiful sentence, but it is so distressing.
Many people in Tik Tok are interpreting this passage, and they are "deceiving themselves and others" with anticipation. Because, we can comfort ourselves for various reasons, there will be such a person, waiting for me at the end. Therefore, we can be more critical, more presumptuous, spend a few more years of our youth, be crazy again and get drunk again.
However, many people forget it. If you don't find the right direction in your life. You have lost your way in the ups and downs of life. Where does the person waiting for you go to wait for you?
Some people say that girls become very picky when they miss the person they want to marry most. Boys become casual when they miss the person they want to marry most. Therefore, more and more people in this world "go with the flow", and more and more nights, there will always be more and more lonely souls wandering in the streets of every city. I always think that the world owes me too much, and I always think that there will be such a tailor-made person waiting for me. In the end, the song ended and people were scattered, and the road and people were boundless.
Calm down and think about it. Is the world "sick"? Actually, it is not. In this materialistic world, we think too much, want too much and ask too much, but forget to be gentle with the people around us. We always smile at strangers, but keep our bad temper to ourselves. Always thought that we thought that when two people separated, we would meet something better again.
but they don't know that there are no two identical leaves in this world, and where are there two people who fit in perfectly? I once told my friends that the most beautiful appearance of love is that two people understand each other, tolerate each other and encourage each other, and finally become each other's favorite appearance.
I think the most beautiful appearance of love is not only that you are unique in my eyes when I first met you, but also that I am unique in Wan Li in your eyes. It should also be that we can enjoy the beauty that life has given us together, experience the hardships that life has given us together, and look back on the road we have traveled together, comfort each other, stay with each other, and walk together for the rest of our lives in a simple time.
After the college entrance examination, many civil affairs bureaus across the country ushered in a wave of "divorce" peak. Many parents choose to go through divorce procedures at the end of their children's college entrance examination. I think that this will not affect children's learning, and I think that this will minimize the damage. But have you ever thought that you can avoid the college entrance examination and your child's life? Don't you forget that you once swore to heaven: "I want her (him) to be my wife (husband), and from today on, we will have and support each other. No matter whether it is good or bad, rich or poor, sickness or health, we will love and cherish each other until death do us part."
Did those vows and the beauty of holding hands vanish so easily? Since she can't put on the most beautiful wedding dress, stop unbuttoning her hand; Since you put on the most beautiful wedding dress for her, please cherish her life. Because, since you choose, please cherish it; Since you love each other, please love deeply.
In Passing Through Your World, DJ anchor Chen Mo used his voice to accompany passers-by who came home at night, warming one lonely soul after another, but later he couldn't warm anyone, because he was the loneliest one.
Zhang Jiajia said, "I hope to meet a person like you, such as the refreshing wind in the mountains and the warm light in the ancient city. From morning till night, from Shan Ye to the study. As long as it is you in the end, it will be fine. " This may be what love looks like when it first meets, as refreshing as the wind in Shan Ye and as warm as the light in the ancient city. Therefore, many people are waiting, many people are silently watching, watching and waiting for the wind to come. But I don't know, people don't know when the wind comes, and I can't stay when the wind leaves. Just as this ridiculed "love" is so fragile in the wind, so vulnerable to temptation, so insecure.
Therefore, more and more people don't believe in love, and more and more people prefer to meet the world alone. But I want to say that although love comes as unpredictable as the wind, as long as we keep a warm heart and a pure initial heart, the wind will stop at the corner where you live.
It's just that many people remember the beauty of meeting, but forget how to stay together. So there is always such a biting loneliness, in the quiet night, stopping on the wrinkled paper.
The song "Snow" suddenly came to my ear: "Suddenly it snowed, so pure …" It just rained outside the window, but it snowed in my heart for a season.
As time goes by, I find myself more and more nostalgic. Some refuse to accept new things, while others like to remember their old friends. Maybe it's because I'm getting old, so I become a little melodramatic. When I open QQ, I like to open some long-ago stories, take a look at old photos long ago, listen to old songs and warm a pot of old stories.
I can't help thinking that in ancient times, communication technology was underdeveloped, and people who were far apart could only spread books among themselves. And a letter sometimes needs to be transferred through multiple stations before it can reach the other party. Therefore, in those days, many people only had time to love one person in their lives, and even if they miss each other strongly, they can only pass it on a piece of stationery. Therefore, in ancient times, there were many beautiful loves, many "short stories" and many "one message from home is worth a ton of gold".
With the development of modern communication technology, many people are used to "fast food" love. But in the end, they forgot that love is not only amazing at first sight, but also hot when falling in love, as well as the silent companionship in the years of flowing water, and the phrase "companionship is the longest confession in the world."
Recently, I am crazy about some phrases about "small". I like to listen to little luck, little love songs and little forever.
Maybe the world is too big, but my heart is too small to hold only the next you. Live a small life of "one room, two people, three meals, four seasons, five flavors, six desires, seven emotions, eight characters, nine deaths and a lifetime" with me.
I'm alone, but I'm not. Because there will be such a person, accompanied in the depths of the soul.
I just built a "utopia" in my heart, exchanging flowers for wine and singing in a world like the Peach Blossom Garden. Walking through the bookstore on the corner, I like to buy some favorite books; Passing through the mountain path, it is always inevitable to take a few pictures of roadside flowers; Waiting for the misty rain when the sky is blue, waiting for you when the lights are on.
I met you in the depths of the book, I reunited with you in the romantic place of Shan Ye, and I stayed with you when the starry night was dim. I think, because I believe in fate, even if the world is noisy and the crowds are surging, I will meet you unexpectedly. Because, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will give yourself everything you want.
I think my loneliness, though defeated, is glorious.
I've always wanted to be a simple person, simple, happy and consistent. I have a career I like, a healthy body, and my relatives are still around. Have a house of your own, keep a dog, raise some flowers and plants, read some favorite words in your spare time, and make yourself a cup of coffee when you are busy. Being a man has its own principles and philosophy. Be a free and uninhibited "layman", keep out the wind when moving, enjoy flowers when quiet, watch snow when cold, and accept the moon when hot. Singing in a low voice all one's life, falling in love all his life. Rise with the wind and be happy with it.
deer can be seen when the tree is deep, and whales can be seen when the sea is blue. See you when the wind blows, and go home with peace of mind.
I have experienced the joys and sorrows of the world, the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and the ugliness and complexity of human nature. Once a taste of the vast sea, I feel that the water in other places is pale; Once you have experienced the cloud of Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Looking back suddenly at the dim light, you can still smile with a low eyebrow; Take a nap in the snow, still grateful, Do not forget your initiative mind; When Qian Fan finished reading, he returned, still a teenager.
I think, maybe that boy will be lonely, too, but he is still proud of his defeat.