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09.08.2019 03:57
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That night, the thoughts flew as usual, nothing special, or late night. After the work of the head is completed, sitting in the duty room, the surrounding colleagues laughed and laughed, and did not know what to talk about. But I always feel that something is missing, and the whole person is empty. Colleagues asked me what happened Cigarettes Online. I listened to music with headphones. I didn��t answer, just shook my head. Actually, I didn��t know what I was. I just had a feeling of fear, maybe because of the weather, or In the days of Qingming, I always liked to send love to the text, and decided to dig my heart's memories and thoughts on this night. I don't know when I started to get used to saying something to others: "Is this related to me?" It may be because I like the life of a person, the space of a person, has nothing to do with me in any place, so I started It becomes cold to the outside world, there is no need to care about things that I don't like and are not familiar with. I don't know if it is getting numb in today's life? Sometimes, I feel that every day I live, I am actually wasting my life. There is no rule at all. It seems that there should be some, there is still not so far away from myself, the purpose of living is gone, and theots, can not sink. Sometimes chasing the sorrows and joys of memory and the mood of the dusty place, eager to restore the true self, to find a solid day in April, the original spring, can face the city is full of thick asphalt road, but look Not the vitality of spring. I vaguely remember that the internship in Hunan at this time last year was so pleasant, but now I am disrupted by this step-by-step life, everything has become irregular, I like to travel, I want to pin everything on nature. But can't find the right time and opportunity. The day of the Ching Ming Festival was originally the time to sweep the grave, but I couldn��t go back from home. I could only put all these emotions in this trivial text. I downloaded Yang Zongwei��s "Wanderings" from the "I am a singer" program Marlboro Lights. ", has been single cycle in such thoughts. At this moment, I can't calm down. Is this the price of growth? But I know that even the gorgeous and detailed text is not enough to express the existing feelings one by one. It is just a feeling, it is unclear, and the road is unknown. Perhaps what I can do is to remember every relevant image plot. In certain circumstances, when I think about the stories I once again, my thoughts can be gradually enriched. This kind of thinking is difficult to make in the daytime, just like the little outside the factory. The light we can't see the same in the daytime. For those beautiful and sad, even after the aftertaste, but never worthy of nostalgia. Nowadays, it will be the past, I am only obsessed with the front. I try to organize everything from now on, and learn to cherish the present life, to spend every day full and meaningful. I believe that as long as you love life, be beautiful, be brave, and work diligently, everything about your dreams will be expected. In this sowing season, give the mood a holiday. In the heart, plant a seed of hope, use the most true heart, the most true feelings, to plant the dream Parliament Cigarettes, sow happiness, plant happiness, and operate well. Spring watering sprouts, summer branches and leaves, autumn leaves fall back to the roots, winter is standing in the snow |
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