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Chapter 1308 Zigzag Song

 As time goes by, people's hearts become duller. People would rather care about the eating, drinking and trivial matters of a crappy bard than understand the turbulent inner world of an ordinary person.

People who once agreed to live together through life and death ended up not being in contact with each other until death. Time is a thief, and it always steals many beautiful faces, true emotions, and happy lives inadvertently.

Maybe we can't turn a blind eye, but we don't have to fight each other. After all, everyone has had the time to spend the full moon, and at that time, we must be mentally prepared to be robbed one day.

Time is like a slavish slave owner who shows no mercy to the old servant who is about to leave. Instead, he speaks harshly. He shows no favor to a new waiter and always scolds him harshly.

Boom heard the sound of wind swirling in his ears, but he was in a dream at the moment, so how could those normal situations occur? It was a desperate cry when the blood rushed through the blood vessels in the ears, as if a certain sound would last forever.

It calms down, at least it no longer causes heart palpitations.

Fish are extremely spiritual creatures, soft and firm, gentle and decisive. I don’t know what other creatures in the world are more wonderful than fish. They live a regular life and love sports.

Some fish are very destructive. It is hard to believe that such a soft little thing can explode with such powerful and amazing destructive power.

They are elves in the ocean, hidden masters, and examples of how softness can overcome toughness. But at the same time, they maintain the most subtle distance from the world, are flexible and stretchy, and have their own set of survival philosophy.

We have lived for so many years, but we are not as good as a fish in many aspects, and we should naturally feel deeply ashamed of this. Fish teach us many things, but in comparison, what humans can give them is too little.
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In adult social etiquette, if you don't propose in a firm tone, it means being polite. If you don't agree readily, it means rejection.

Don’t cry poor, no one will give us free money and mercy; don’t cry tired, no one can always help us share the burden; don’t cry, most people don’t care about our sorrow; don’t rely on others, the most reliable one is yourself; don’t bow your head,

Even if you lower your head and try ten times harder, it will still be difficult to lift it up; don’t show your desolation and don’t give a chance to those who are waiting to see our jokes.

We must keep walking on the path we have chosen, no matter how bumpy, low and difficult it is. Otherwise, why should we live a more wonderful life than others, and why should we make false claims to get what we want?

Trivial interests and superficial pleasures are like boiled water that dilute the concentration of the soul, leaving people to linger in inertia.

During the journey of life, everyone is busy getting to know various people, thinking that this can enrich life. But the most valuable encounter is to meet ourselves again at a certain moment. Only at that moment will we understand: even if we leave

Traveling around the world is just to find a winding path back to my heart!

Everyone is born weak, and they all stumble forward step by step. Even if we fall or have a bloody head on the way, or even if our bones creak after being thrown, most of us will choose to crawl forward. Therefore, if we become strong, we will crawl forward.

If we don’t have any privileges, then why should we be lucky enough to be strong? That would be unfair to the strong.

However, after many years, most of the people who come and go in our lives cannot remember their names and faces. We suddenly realize that in fact, many times what we think is sad is just a blow or setback to our self-esteem, which can really hurt us.

There are only a few people with a good heart in this life.

Boom is only in his twenties now, and these are the best years. In his eyes, everything is green, such as love, integrity, and desire. He does not need to be profound or thorough, he wants simple happiness.

As long as the happiness can be held in the palm of your hand and glow with the colors of the rainbow.

There are always times that you will only find after they have passed that they have been deeply engraved in your memory. Many years later, at night under a lamp, you suddenly think of them and smile quietly. Those people have already sailed away in the river of time.

The trace has disappeared, but the warmth that spans the river of time flows in my heart and will never fade away.

Standing in a certain corner of the world, watching the sunrise and sunset. All day long, I am tired of myself and those memories that are about to decay. The years are gradually disappearing, becoming layer by layer muddy and exaggerated. After walking the same street, I return to the two places.

We are two worlds, we don’t know each other at first, and we don’t recognize each other in the end.

Many people are the kind of loners who don't get along well with others and are very lonely. Sometimes people never grow up. When I was a child, I liked to watch the stars in places where others can't find them. When I grow up, I still take the opportunity to take a look at the bright stars.

Night sky.

In this world, no one can truly empathize with another person's pain. Even if we are pierced by thousands of arrows, no matter how miserable we are, it is only our own business. Others may sympathize, or they may sigh,

But it will never be clear to what extent our wounds have festered.

The widest thing in the world is the ocean, wider than the ocean is the sky, and wider than the sky is our soul. People can never know what they want, because people can only live once, and they can neither compare it with their previous lives.

The ratio cannot be corrected in the next life.

There is no way to test which choice is the best, because there is no comparison. Everything is experienced immediately. This is the only time, and no preparation can be made in advance.

The first time is when I find that I am not the center of the world; the second time is when I find that no matter how hard I try, there are still some things that I can't do anything about; the third time is when I know that there are some things that I can't do anything about, but I still can't do anything about them.

I will try my best to fight for it.

Boom has had three mental changes, a process from initial disappointment, to deep despair, to gritting his teeth and rekindling the fire of hope. His goal has never changed, but there are countless forks in the road due to different choices.

And saw all kinds of scenery.

No one is a fool and naturally knows the most comfortable journey. After a monarch, he is born to be aloof; after aristocrats and merchants, he is born to be one step ahead; ordinary people are born to try their best; and orphans like Boom are born to

But he had no choice but to burn his blood and give everything he had with both hands.

Some people don’t need a journey, just because they are naturally at the end; some people just need to jump on the carriage, just because the lantern is too bright; some people go together, just because they need to complement each other; and some people’s journeys are winding and complicated

The reason is that while they are cautious, they always look towards the distance.

Boom's goal has never changed, which is to ensure that Rikka can live a healthy and happy life, and to ensure that his companions will also enjoy the scenery on the journey. Now there is also a Gloria who appeared out of thin air. Therefore, he must

Cheer up and think of a way to escape from Jackdaw City as soon as possible.

He cannot claim to know the world. From the past to today, he has always been a seeker. But Boom no longer seeks among the stars or books, but begins to listen to the whisper of his own blood.

Wild animals need dens, pilgrims need roads, and dead people need coffins. Everyone has something they need, just as a thief needs to lie, a monarch needs territory, and a bard needs to be praised by future generations.

However, there is only one thing that Boom needs, and that is for everyone around him to survive, yes, all of them! He absolutely cannot accept the death of anyone, at least he does not want the other person to die in front of him. Paranoia is fine, too.

, regardless of his distorted thinking, what Boom always values ​​is the result, not how wonderful the process is.


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