1. In our ordinary and vague life, there are not only relaxed laughter and hilarious fun. In the slow progress of time day by day, a lot of pain presses in our hearts like thumbtacks. \x0d\2。 Our pain comes from love. But our happiness also comes from love. \x0d\3。 The thick night outside the window is particularly heavy and silent. Under the dim street lamp, I occasionally walked past a pair of dating men and women snuggling together. Their shadows are drawn very long, just like capitalized happiness. \x0d\4。 In fact, our life is changing day by day. The second hand, minute hand and hour hand turn into countless dense days, and finally converge into a long river of time, which has become a huge era in which we live. And I, together with us, am the smallest and most obscure part. \x0d\5。 If we are all children, we can stay in the same place in time, sit together and listen to stories that will never grow old. Those silent tall grasses, tell me, who is the loneliest person in the world? Those silent reeds, tell me, who is more lonely than me under the sun? \x0d\6。 I lay in bed, looking at the changing light sky outside the window, and didn't sleep a wink all night. I clearly witnessed that the playground was as empty as the dark sea, penetrated by light bit by bit, and finally turned into a gray and pale landscape in winter. The first person to get up, breathing the white air, walked through my sight. \x0d\7。 Our past. Our present. Our infinitely distant future. 8. This is a long and gloomy winter-our love, hate, emotion and sadness. Our past, our present, our infinitely distant future. We had a long talk in the grass green era of calling friends. Recorded in a fixed length film. As the machine reads, the curtain projected in the dark continues to be shown. The main stars were all on the curtain, and the audience sang along with tears in the dark. We are just a small fragment of this huge era, and then the ups and downs of the plot are staged on us. We gather, rotate, cut, overlap each other, and then form a huge glass ball, which shines brightly. We are a vague existence, reflecting every desire and unwillingness in our hearts. \x0d\9。 But life is never a series. It didn't think of sensational music when it should be romantic. Will not let the heroine respond strongly when the hero makes a deep confession. It won't knock over a cup of thick honey when it needs tenderness and sweetness. It always has a plot it can't guess. And the cruel screenwriter who created it. \ x0d \ x0d \ 10 If our life is a movie or a series with a climax. Then, at such a moment, there must be very sad background music slowly emerging from the picture. Those sad piano music, or sad cello, exaggerated our sadness and sadness until it filled the whole world. In this continuous music -\ x0d \ 1 1, the suffocation and tingling in the chest are pressed hard inside the body. Like a violent meteorite hitting the moon or an explosion of a crimson mushroom cloud, everything is silent and empty. \x0d\ 12, he thought, this is my love. She walked away quietly. Gradually leaving his own world, he opened his mouth and cried. Like mercury pouring down, the cold wind poured into the warm chest and seized the heart in an instant. \x0d\ This is the most tragic syllable-the huge wail of the deep violin that pervades the whole empty world. \x0d\ 13,-We will always worship those who shine. We always feel that they are all gods. They conquered the world with powerful and irresistible beauty and strength. But we never know what price they paid for a shining life. \x0d\ 14。 Radio waves that spread peacefully in the world. Magnetic current. Signal. They spread from different places, over the heads of countless strangers, over countless desolate or prosperous lands, and then into our mobile phones. \x0d\ This cold little machine is like our fragile heart exposed to the outside world. Radio waves are reduced to various tones and words, and it is packaged. Warm and sweet sugar water or bitter and cold fruit juice. They pass like a breeze or fall like a sledgehammer. All kinds of people use radio waves as a medium to find us through this exposed heart. Connection is that we can easily shake our peaceful world. \x0d\ 15, endless tears mixed with frustration that can't be sent away, kept flowing out of my body. I feel like a huge reservoir on the water. I was covered in tears. \x0d\ 16. We live in a vast universe, and the cosmic dust flying all over the sky and the light dust of the Milky Way are even smaller than some places. You don't know when life suddenly changed direction and fell into the darkness as thick as ink. You are dragged into the abyss by disappointment, you are dragged into the grave by illness, you are trampled to pieces by setbacks, you are laughed at, satirized, hated, resented and abandoned. But we always keep hope in our hearts and a beating heart that we don't want to give up. We are still working hard in great despair. This feeling of not wanting to give up, they became little stars in the boundless darkness. We are all little stars. \x0d\ 17, white light is flowing everywhere, and the empty streets that are heating up gradually are like a black-and-white silent movie. Infinitely expanding silence. \x0d\ 18, the heart seems to burst out in an instant, and a huge man-eating flower grows wildly. Within a few seconds, it covered all the light with its fat branches and leaves. In the great darkness, countless thorny vines wrapped around my throat. \x0d\ 19, the mainland sleeping at night, countless dirty secrets and twisted desires, broke out from the wet ground, and they threw wet black tentacles into the sky. After catching them, they pulled out the awning and pulled it down. \ x0d \ x0d \ 20。 The huge moon shines with the desire to evaporate during the day. The silver moonlight painted all the ugly things ivory. Under the fragrant petals are the rotten wounds of orchids. \x0d\2 1。 When we all think that life can't be worse, God always has a way to go beyond our imagination and make everything worse. We, a group of people, grew up together and shared each other's secrets, joys, sorrows and pains. \x0d\22。 God wrapped the whole Shanghai with dark clouds of lead gray overhead, and then began to water the flowers densely. Dark light makes people feel depressed. Even if all the fluorescent lamps above me are turned on, I can only provide a more lonely pale color. \x0d\23。 Follow the principle of biological advantages and disadvantages. Leave people and things that are harmful to you quickly, and then quickly seize everything that is beneficial to you. The whole life should be an equation that strictly follows the mathematical theorem. From beginning to end, we have worked out what that X is. \x0d\24。 But our hearts are pulling each other. Hands clutching the rough rope, sticky blood oozing from the palm. No cheering crowd, no teammates, a quiet but fierce tug-of-war between two people in the empty Colosseum. \x0d\25。 Rotating colorful material world. Equivalent exchange, the cruelest and fairest cold world. \x0d\26。 There is a huge moon hanging in the sky, and the indifferent light makes the world look like a tragedy. It's only a short day, but it seems like a long century. The huge moon is like a beautiful set of scenery, and the whole of Shenzhen is shrouded in this set of scenery. \x0d\27。 Disappointed youth and rebellious years fermented into a bowl of turquoise grass juice and poured it into my heart. After all these years, it still hurts her, but it also warms her. His back is like a black and white photo in a photo frame, like a silent tree. \x0d\29。 White light is flowing everywhere, and the increasingly hot empty streets are like black and white silent movies. Infinitely expanding silence. A small figure curled up and twitched, and all the sounds disappeared. \x0d\\x0d\30。 I looked up and narrowed my eyes in the sun. For a moment, I felt that there was no one around me. The huge campus is so quiet that I can even hear the rustling of the dense buttonwood leaves, like a whole desert rolling over my head. Only a little me, sitting alone in the strong sunshine. \x0d\32。 Their own thoughts and eyes are like the staggered rapids on the seabed, the collision between cold and warm. \x0d\34。 A vague intuition makes me feel like walking barefoot in a diving lake full of aquatic plants. I don't know which step, I will suddenly sink into a deep pool, be poured into my throat by cold water, be entangled in my ankles by weeds, and pull to the bottom of darkness. \x0d\35。 Numerous magnificent rainstorms hit the glass exterior walls of skyscrapers, and the whole city was as gloomy as the ruins surrounded by floods. All the heartbeats are getting weaker. The huge yellow moon overhead scatters the flowing light evenly in the dark and dense forest. \x0d\ The typhoon that just landed recently rolled overhead, like waves, and roared away toward the distant horizon. The huge sound tide took away the noise of the heart beating, leaving a smooth silence for the world under the night.