Banxia misty rain, Banxia wind, half a life wandering in the dream

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 Banxia misty rain, Banxia wind, half a life wandering in the dream


He said it would take more than ten years!

A month later, he will have a secure job there. He may get married and have children. Then he will become the head of the family step by step. When he is middle-aged, he will grind away all the edges and corners and finally learn to compromise with the world.

Think of Liu Yongs words: the past few years, should be a good time, good scenery. Even if there are thousands of amorous feelings, with whom?

In any case, parting is a sad thing.

I only hope that he can find a place for his soul in a distant foreign land, no longer lost, no longer upset for his youth, no longer lost happiness because of the distance between people.

Life does not come as scheduled, we also have to walk as promised, perhaps the outside world is the real place without worry.

In July, the sky turned white, but the years turned yellow. The past, like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, was so foggy that it was hard to see and touch.

Perhaps, it will soon be the season of departure. Many students have the place where dreams begin, and there are also wanderers from afar who are listening to the call of fate.

It is difficult not to think of their own, the young goose yellow duck green, youths wanton, now, have become the daily necessities of life.

In the end, we should learn to grow up.

She said, where life does not meet, regardless of the wind and rain people return.

I also hope that it is like this, everything as you like, free and easy, happy life, gratitude and resentment, will be buried in the long river of years.

Then, in the corner of the city, brick by brick to build their own home.

03

It seems that all memories are related to summer, so every time I think of it, my heart is wet, with the fragrance of dust after rain, and a little cool.

Probably, we are all weak people, need to have another persons care, can accompany day and night, never give up.

But love is rare, people are more rare, there are too many trivial life, will let two people have misunderstanding, lose confidence.

When there is no love, we look forward to it. Have, but also afraid of separation, worry about gain and loss.

At a certain moment, we all think that in the feelings, as long as we pay the heart.

But the reality is always stumbling, it seems that the more beautiful things, the more difficult to touch. Its probably because Ive never been a lucky person.

Heart and mind, all want to embrace the truth. In the impetuous world, it seems that only when you put love into your pocket and cover it in your heart, you can feel that it is your own.

I am her, too.

04

Time, always passes very fast, every day every second, inadvertently looking back, is already standing year.

Youth dance waltz, stepping on the beautiful melody, ushered in the final curtain call.

Therefore, hard work, hard to deal with customers, strive to survive in a certain city, has become the theme of life.

Theres nothing wrong with this, its just caught off guard, coming and going like the wind.

Some people say that people who love to dream will not be old because they have expectations in their hearts. But I always feel that when I learned to be sophisticated and handle interpersonal relationships properly, I was old.

Maybe in a few years, I will become those who have let me despise the same, good at finding the right and left, strategizing, and enjoy their own dexterity.

Maybe, I will get a lot of things, attract some enviable eyes, and then pretend to be very high and say, you can do it, we can do it.

Just, those are not what they want, will be very tired?

05

But I didnt think that one day, I would embarrass myself. In the face of some things, I would fall in love with each other, and constantly hint that I would lower my head and everything would be over.

So for a period of time, I was blind to myself, in the dream, dreaming of myself.

I remember an old man once said to me, calm down and look at everything in front of you, because soon, they will become your past.

Some people, come from life, and walk in the years, those who said goodbye, slowly no longer see.

We will no longer be happy with things, will not be sad for ourselves, we began to become open-minded, no longer utilitarian, because, we must learn to be gentle.

Every day, to hold you in my arms is the happiness I am looking for.

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The author, Feng Xiaoyi, wrote warm words and lived a simple life

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