Yesterday, my junior high school classmate called me and we chatted casually. I was surprised that others could still remember me. After all, I haven’t seen each other for many years, so I should forget it. Although I am a person with good personal character and good machine quality, I have never changed my phone number, so he can get through. If it were someone else’s more than ten years later, they might have changed their numbers long ago. We have nothing to talk about. After all, the gap between us is too big and there is not much to say, just a few simple words.

We talked a lot about life and ideals, but we found that we are so small, not to mention that although the earth we live in is also a point in the universe, we know that there are glaciers, oceans, mountains, trees, humans and animals here, so we still want to live well.

Anyway, I said that I envy his life very much. He said that he envied me too. That’s all. After all, someone who has not contacted me for too long. It would be good if someone suddenly contacted me and didn’t call you to have alcohol. Of course, did I describe myself as being too miserable, so he didn’t have the nerve to call me to have alcohol. He didn’t want to torture me anymore, nor did he want me to spend money, nor did he want me to hurt my self-esteem too much.

So I have to thank him no matter what. First, he still remembers the classmate of me, second, he has never called me to have wine, third, he has never invited me to dinner or something. If he doesn't invite me, I won't have to spend money, so I'm so confident, at least I think so. So I can only chat online without meeting.

At least it is true that many things are in the details. Many things and details can never determine the direction. The story of stinky short body, stinky fat man and stinky cold will not be complete just because of who is with whom, nor will it be confused because of who is not with whom. The earth will still turn. Everything may not change or remain unchanged.

Everyone has their own dreams. If you can still stick to your dreams, for those of us who have not been able to persist, we will only have all kinds of envy and jealousy. Those who still have to work hard for their dreams, we can only bless you here silently and cheer for you in a distance.

Some people persevere, some people not persevere, some people stayed, some people left, many of us have not returned to our hometown silently, some have a life with a not-so-fast pace, a comfortable job and being with our parents, but they lack that dream, struggle and passion.

I have been home for N years, and I have been repeating Monday to weekends. I have been carrying less and less in my heart, and I miss it more and more.

There is nothing to do during the holidays, so I write a chapter for myself. Anyway, there is no restraint. I have nothing to do with writing my book, and no one cares about others, and I don’t have to look at other people’s faces. No matter whether I write it well or not, this is a book for me. It doesn’t matter how many people read it, because I am not a celebrity, nor a great man, nor a great god in people’s minds, let alone others’ words. Because others ignore you, naturally no one will pay attention to you, and no one cares what I write, and no one cares what I write, so what does it matter if I write.

Anyway, it is an autobiographical novel, so you must write some of your own feelings, otherwise, it is considered an autobiographical novel!

I think I am so ordinary, no matter in life or on the Internet, so ordinary that no one will find me. I can go anywhere, but no one will pay attention to me, pay attention to me or find out how I have been here, and there is nothing to give myself. I can only write a little happiness for myself. It seems that it has become a habit that has become an unfamiliar habit. In fact, there are a lot of things I want to say, and I want to write it down for myself...

The beginning is still the same, I just want to sigh that time passes so fast, just like the scenery outside the window when I take the high-speed rail. Although I have passed, I can't remember the scenery along the way... For this reason, I seem to have really forgotten a lot of things that happened during the passing time...

I am 30 years old, and I am standing there. I am so nervous that this year has arrived, but I don’t know if I am mature. This kind of contradiction is like when I was preparing to write this log. I obviously have a lot of things to write, but when I am writing, I don’t know where to start and what to write first...

I worked hard for ten years and had not yet harvested the fruits of the harvest. I dreamed that I would like to celebrate the carnival at my home. I have been working hard for this! Haha, I like to have such dreams when I was bored, and then I wrote books without any trouble. Without notes, it was so difficult to write things. I don’t know how to write them. It seems that I still rely too much on drafts. Without it, I feel like I have lost my soul every day.

For elites like me, there will be one day when they can't type a word for a long time. I really want to get back to my original state and return to my youth. At that time, dreams were more interesting than novels I wrote. What's annoying is that the dreams I had in the afternoon were quite awesome, but I forgot at night. This is what I am now, and this memory is really unbearable!

At that time, I thought there was something to read in those fantasy novels, and it was not as good as my dream, so I had never studied these novels. If I had studied them at that time and knew that writing this thing could become a great master, I would have started writing books long ago, and I would probably have a few books now. Okay, a hero would not mention that he came bravely back then.

Ideals are the fundamental reason why the book "God's Instruction" is hailed as an inspirational book. It is because from beginning to end, everyone and everything can be more or less related to their ideals, whether it is love, friendship or work. With the so-called ideals, we have the goal of struggle, we no longer have a blind eye, and we can have our own direction of hard work.

When it comes to ideals, I must talk about me. Whether I have any problems or not, so I feel that after having ideals, I am no one anymore, at least in our village. This is a representative of ideals among all characters and a typical representative, but I can't continue the plot. This is a pity. I hope I can find my draft and I can write the plot well at that time. Of course, I am also the protagonist, and I am also a protagonist. If the protagonist doesn't have ideals, I will be embarrassed to say it's inspirational.

I undoubtedly have ideals. At the beginning, my ideal was to carry forward our Mama Village and build a leisure resort integrating culture, tourism and entertainment, and to stuff all the arts into it to let these purely spiritual people have a place where they are purely spiritual; to give full play to the role of their scholarly family, but this is quite difficult because even I have not been recognized yet. If this Mama Village is recognized, it is difficult to achieve.

Later, I wanted to turn our village into an ancient village in an ancient town. My ideal was to watch the ancient village I designed built one by one, watch people move in one by one, and wait for the past year to pass that village is still good. He wanted people to feel that living in our ancient village can bring happiness and longevity, so that there will be selling points, but it is still under planning;

Later, I wanted to build our village into pastoral pastoral songs. My ideals were fully utilized, with continuous improvements in requirements, continuous changes in plans, continuous additions in budgets, persisting, and finally giving up easily.

It can be seen that although I am not a perfectionist, a perfectionist with ideals is very tired, so I don’t have to live so tired, I must live happily, haha.

I pursue ideals and pursue perfection, and don’t have to consider reality. Although I have achieved nothing and have many dreams, I still gave up. If I have gained something, I can only say that I have enjoyed the whole process, I enjoyed, I grew up, I felt pain and happiness, so once I figured it out, I no longer care about the result, and I don’t think about it. Just like my draft has fallen out these days, what can I do? No matter how sad it is, it is useless. Don’t you have to face reality and start over again, right? Can I get my draft back if I am sad? I can’t, so I must live happily.

But this obviously has nothing to do with whether I am a perfect idealist or not. Don’t worry, I don’t plan to become such a person, nor do I plan to be such a person. I still think that people like me must live a more relaxed life. Haha, isn’t it great to live a free and easy life like a real man?

The final conclusion can only be that men like me are immature, but always pretending to be mature, which makes people feel uncomfortable. I still don’t know what I want most. In fact, I may not be able to get what I want, so whether I understand what I want or I don’t understand what I want, it has nothing to do with my life.

This is the most depressing thing about this book. All the protagonists have chosen love to the end for their ideals. This means that the last thing everyone pursues is love, or that love makes everyone voluntarily give up other things.

But I gave up love in order to write books, so I always don’t know what I am doing or what I want. I have to make choices for love and writing books. If writing books is my ideal, then love is my dream and is something that is out of reach.

I can only work hard slowly, hoping that one day if I get one, my life will not be a failure. However, when I don’t know how to work hard, I can only do what I see first and write a book. Although I feel bad recently, there is no way, and it’s just like that, and it’s not a matter of one or two days.

Looking back on the little things in a hundred years of life, like the stars in the vast universe, you don’t have to worry about it. But there will definitely be a existence that shines like the sun as long as it is an important part of your life.
Chapter completed!