Chapter 2254: Angry for not fighting, sad for misfortune
Life is desolate, the years are rough, the sky is sad, and the cold night sky is melancholy. The cold moonlight is cut into shadows all over the ground by the autumn wind, and the pale pink hibiscus sighs the ruthlessness of time. A faint fragrance squeezes into the city of flowing light, and those floating on the branches
Scattered fireflies gradually scattered in the corners.
A few sips of fragrant tea rose up, and many people from the Pawa Federation were sitting by the tea table, with dark purple vines dancing in the wind, as if they were recalling their words and deeds during the day.
Freshly pruned hollies cling to the ground, the chirping of night insects seems erratic, the water surface of the pond not far away is slightly yellow, and a crescent moon is reflected in the gray tiles and white wall behind it.
It was late at night, and the tea cup held by a certain boy was already cold, but the past seemed to emerge among the green leaves in the clear soup.
At that time, he was despondent and full of sadness. He dragged his suitcase alone on the deserted street. The screeching wheels made a loud noise, and endless loneliness and sadness filled the young man's heart.
A wry smile hung on his face, and he still couldn't figure out why he was going through such trouble. But looking back on the past, he still felt strong in his heart. It was a rebellion against the worldly world, and it was also a panic about his own fate.
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But now, this young man only wants to return to the frozen continent, he just wants to run in the wind and snow again, he just wants to watch the fireplace in the dead of night, he just wants to listen to the cold wind, and be with nature.
I just want to let go of those heavy obsessions and return to my original youthful self. I just want to be neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and live a good life for myself.
Since everyone in the world is just a passer-by, why not simply open your mind and embrace the beauty that may come to this world, instead of curling up in a corner of the world, secretly worrying and adding to your sorrow.
If we can adapt to our respective opportunities and fortunes, without being stubborn, entangled, or crazy, and just focus on our inner desires, then a clear path will naturally become clear to us, and life will naturally no longer be melancholy and confusing.
I used to always say that young people are born without a hometown, and they should go home when they feel at ease, instead of being stuck in a certain place. I used to think that people should live their whole life and walk around while they are young, even if they achieve nothing, it doesn't matter.
However, when we were exhausted, we suddenly discovered that the reason why we live so hard and tiring is because we each have too many unnecessary things in our hearts. This is actually the same as eating too much.
When I was a child, I heard a saying that was rotten to the core: "How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without being chilled to the bone?"; a poem that I recited by heart was "It's hard work to search for thousands of pounds, but you can only find gold after blowing all the sand."
It's a person who will nag in our ears how to see a rainbow if we don't experience wind and rain; it's a book that says that nine out of ten life will be unsatisfactory, and how big the heart is, how big the stage is.
Countless historical facts or deeds of previous generations prove that adversity is the touchstone of success, but even so, you must first be a nugget of gold.
When we first get to know the world, we are still young and have not experienced the beatings of life, so we naturally have unlimited hope for everything in the world.
I always feel that the whole world is just a shoal that we can see; I always feel that as long as I do what I want, I can do whatever I want; I always feel that after drinking chicken soup for the soul, I can move forward blindly; I always feel that I have retreated to the Yellow River and bumped into it.
After the south wall was damaged, it was just that the Yellow River was in the wrong position and the south wall was built too tightly.
Especially when I am unable to devote myself wholeheartedly to something, I am always used to covering up my incompetence through some seemingly diligent but useless efforts. And after the revelation, I have to add another sentence:
Man proposes, God disposes.
Sometimes, the reason why we live a tired life is not because our life is too harsh, but because we are too easily infected by the outside atmosphere and too easily influenced by other people's emotions.
Wandering in the vast sea of people, we always feel that there are too many piercing glances and too many fleeting cold words. Gradually, our minds become confused and we are bound to the cage weaved by our own hands.
The excitement and pain in life add up to only a small part, and what fills up the time is mediocre. But most of us always like to struggle with that small part, while enduring huge pain.
While praying for a wonderful day.
Silence bows its head in the hustle and bustle, and silence is lost in the darkness of night. We have seen the world wrong, but we also say that the world has deceived us.
The most effective way to waste time is not to do nothing, but to "sincerely do the wrong thing". Sometimes we put everything down, not because we suddenly want to give it up, but because the deadline has come. You must know that we have passed the age of excitement.
, even if you are immature, you have to pretend to be like that.
Many times, we envy each other for everything the other has, but when we quietly open the cover page of each person's heart, we find that it is full of melancholy and regret.
Our eyes are always fixed on others, carrying a heavy burden on our backs, and our feet are constantly switching, but the blurry outline in front of us is too far away.
At an age when I didn’t know how valuable friendship is, I missed my most intimate partner; after the carnival of graduation trip, I realized what daily food, rice, oil and salt are; at the age when I started a family and started a career, I suddenly found that there was no one around me.
Many times, the road under our feet is a one-way street. If we go wrong, we can't look back. It's like choosing a major and then realizing that it's not what you love. Growing up in a wealthy family, you always want to experience the taste of poverty.
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We have learned to daydream, but find it difficult to wake up; we have learned to think wildly, but escape from reality; we have learned to complain, but do not take action; we have learned to smile playfully, but have forgotten our original appearance.
We always hope that we can live a free and easy life, but we can't help the slightest reluctance in our hearts. We always envy the magnanimity and peace of others, but we can't let go of the little ties we already have. Life is actually such helplessness.
, but it must be accepted silently.
Life is not a beautiful dream, because most of the beautiful dreams are imaginative; life is not a bottle of old wine, because most of the old wine is rich and mellow; life is not a philosophical essay, because most of the philosophical essays are incomprehensible. Life is actually very simple, because as long as we work hard enough, then
It will definitely be very tiring.
If veterinarians make money by treating pets' injuries, then why should we trust the products they recommend? If the moon's light comes from the sun, then why can't it kill vampires?
If Cinderella's shoes fit perfectly, then why would they be thrown into the quagmire when escaping? If the saying "There are no absolutes in anything" is correct, then isn't it already an absolute in itself?
The world of mortals has three thousand pearls. What can be held in the palm of your hand is true, and those that slip and dissipate are obsessions that will be abandoned after all. As birds fly by, some people envy the arc they trace, while others care about them.
Its scars.
The "Ship in a Bottle" was taken into Christine's bag, Hastur and Perseus stood at the front with wary expressions, and Boom had already sacrificed the Black Wood Flower.
However, Gloria snorted coldly when she saw this, but in the end she was amused by Alberto's compliments and did not choose to take action directly.
But Rikka, who had always been carefree, turned cold. The little girl was talking about some obscure musical scales and began to teach those mysterious creatures from the realm of nothingness.
She was angry at him for not fighting, and sad at his misfortune. Although she didn't care who of the other guys died, she couldn't accept it if her reputation was damaged because of it.
On the other hand, those mysterious creatures from the realm of nothingness were all prostrate on the ground, not daring to take any action. The mermaid Scylla standing aside sighed and had no intention of speaking at this time.