Come on, all sufferings have nothing to do, all pain can be overcome, all ignorance is temporary, as long as we still have dreams, as long as we still believe that we still have dreams, we can survive. I believe this point, as long as I am closer to my dreams, this little suffering is nothing, what is it! Everything will be fine, I write this sentence every day, it seems that it is useless! I don’t know if I want to write it again in the future.

This month, during the most stressful hours of work, when I write the most lost, when I miss homesick, I often cry, crying while asking myself why I am so tired! What I am for, and I don’t know what I am for. After all, I have nothing to do, so why do I have to do? Because at that time I forgot that I was fighting for my great dream, and I felt very powerful. In fact, then, it was useless.

Why do people have such short-sightedness? They only see the future before their eyes, but only see the present, but not the future. We have never thought about our own future well. If we had thought about our future earlier, maybe we would not have been like this. We even forgot the original intention of our departure? We also forgot why we wanted to write? Why did I forget? After all, I have been thinking about this matter all the time. Logically speaking, I shouldn't have forgotten it.

Code writing may be a ridiculous decision, maybe it is the most ridiculous, most failed, and most irresponsible decision I have made in my life. I made this choice myself. I am for my dream. I kept telling me that this is my dream, but this is really my dream, or my wishful thinking? Maybe I have never thought about it and never thought about this result, so I am so unacceptable. In the future, I hope that when I am most distressed and tired, I must persevere and not forget that everything I do is to realize my dream, and it is all my own decision. Come on, as long as I think it is right, as long as there is this so-called dream, we must cheer on it. By the way, my dream is very selfish and not great at all. To be great is only for myself.

I have very strong laziness, many excuses, and strong resentment. I can blame others for my failure, and I can find many excuses for failure, and I can still think of many reasons for not writing. However, until now I still persist, and I still have illusory dreams. But I am very easy to be distracted, very short-sighted, and often only see in front of me and forget long-term plans.

When the New Year atmosphere is not strong, and when there are still a few days left, I can't help but the urge to go home. I really want to go home. Yes, at this time of year, before I can feel the feeling of missing me, I want to go home, so I start packing my bags and leaving. I can't control this company anymore, and I can only treat this hobby as a hobby. Suddenly I feel very sad. As long as I mention this hobby, I will feel a little sore. I don't know if anyone is the same as me, but I am anyway.

I just feel that every time I come back, my mother will work hard to buy a lot of things for me to eat. In fact, I can’t eat much. I am not the kind of person you think is lazy. I am really not like this. Really, I am really not like this. Don’t think I am like this. This time, except for the time to greet New Year and visit New Year at relatives’ houses, I will leave all my time to accompany my parents. Haha, do you look very beautiful, do you look very touched, do you think I have grown up, right?

Really, I have not been with my parents for a long time. When I think of this, I feel that I am not a filial person. I feel that I am not a good person, nor have my parents live a relaxed life, and I always make them worry. I really fail like this. I feel that I am quite ignorant, so I want to go home and accompany my parents immediately. I miss home very much. My mother took out all the things in the refrigerator. After thinking carefully for a long time, my mother finally gave up the plan to let me finish these things within a few days. Haha, there is no problem. I think it doesn’t matter if I can’t finish this. This can be packed. I can take away all the things I can’t bring. Alas, at this time, I really feel that this New Year is really good. Not only can I eat, but I can also take away a lot of delicious food. This month is a settlement, haha!

Every year when I come back, I will say that my mother has not changed. In fact, the subtle changes left by time are painful in my heart. When I watch my mother help me pack my backpack, I feel like I want to put everything in my house into this small backpack. Are there enough cold medicine? Do I want to bring enough food? Is this bacon easy to take? Do I need anything to use? Do I need to wear something? Don’t be reluctant to spend money if I don’t wear it... It seems like I’m nagging, but it sounds so painful. If I can hear my parents nagging every day and always, for me: this is definitely a kind of happiness!

In life, there are always some deep affection that has nothing to do with spring flowers and autumn moons, and there are always some encounters that have nothing to do with the scattered world, but it is a fateful invitation. The years of holding hands and looking at each other are light and fragrant in the clear rhyme that I have written. If there is no way to escape when encountering, then, let me take a heart of clouds and water, quietly accompany you in a frame of unopened peace. Let love always follow you like a shadow. Let thoughts always grow safely.

My mother remembers everything I love to eat. Before I come back, my mother always prepares everything so that I can’t interfere. I can cook a lot of dishes for my friends, so I really want to make a complete meal for my parents and family. But this year, this ideal may not be realized, but it will be realized soon. I spend too little time at home than I imagined. Every year, I feel that nothing has been done, nothing has been done, nothing has been done, nothing has been done, nothing has been done, and nothing has been done, just like that. I hope that this ideal can be made for my parents can be realized this year. After all, people must have ideals. Even if they cannot be realized, I think this is good to have this heart.

I am glad that I have never been hurt by these negative forces, doubting love, or doubting myself. The more tired and sad I am, the more I miss my parents. I am very happy that I can escape unstoppable, I am very happy, and I also have the ability and will of my lover. I still believe in my dreams. With new dreams, we can have greater happiness. Knowing that we will continue to do it and have many books we want to read, we can do our own good writing. Yes, sometimes, our writing is really like a kind of burden. We have a head that can read books, we still believe in love, believe in ourselves, and stand up and walk well. I am still young and have the strength, and I am not afraid. Everything will be fine.

Recently, I have really written this novel a bit painful. I must be unhappy when writing a log. I can't think of these when I'm good. Why can't I still be able to write after I'm not anxious? Even if I know that it's just a third-rate novel with eighth-rate characters, I'm still too shameless. I put all the big books aside, and put all related books aside, and don't dare to touch the things themselves. Perhaps because writing itself is a kind of decision. Abstract thought materializes, thinking slowly develops, and when it appears in front of you, all other things may collapse. I'm probably afraid of this. If it doesn't appear, it won't be imperfect. After all, there is nothing like something that doesn't exist. It has all the goodness and avoids all badness and deficiencies. Only at this time, I need a person. Sitting beside me, saying don't be afraid. Say you will be by my side, saying you love me. Can we do everything except papers? No. I know.

What kind of person is the real person? However, more people like me who are willing to "sink" as the lowest-level staff in the great era, that is, people who are nothing you say, basically have no identity, that is, people you say are not worth mentioning, we are such people. Occasionally, we have fantasies about our own division in "The King of Popularity" and think that we can really be a little popular, but what is the result? That is nothing, but it is no longer the confidence of "full of talent" in self-esteem and "beyond those mediocre people 800 miles away". Even after we work and after we write, this is no longer the focus of thinking about life, but the life we ​​just want to work hard is the focus.

The reason is that the focus of life suddenly changes to a hard life, not wanting to be buried by this life, not wanting to be troubled by boring life, not wanting to be exhausted every day for survival. We just want to live a little easier, not just be so tired. We must try to find more interesting people to support ourselves, discover the interesting world to resist the boredom of ourselves, and find things that are of interest to live. For example, having one's own hobby of "writing" and other things, and by focusing all the focus on this writing, we can make ourselves not so bored and divert our attention. This is the only way.

And resisting people's limited life, they want to make their own meaningful things. So they are not recording their own thoughts, but recording the other person's language and stories, recording the happy stories around them, and ignoring their own various self-disturbances. Every time a little black man comes out to defeat it and says, "This is no big deal, you are so naive." Gradually, they no longer have any trouble with the problem of life's troughs, because it does not exist at all.

At some moments, I will be like the classmate mentioned in my novel, like our Chengzuo brother, who does not deliberately show off his superiority in life, and is still working hard for life every day. Constantly pursuing myself and wanting to improve myself, it means that I have reached another level. I don’t understand this, I can only say that I am very envious.
Chapter completed!