I am afraid to be involved in the hearts of these small articles

When in the off-site, sometimes happy. But the overall tone is a sad one. Some moving fragments, like the way the roadside scenery, scenes of rapid retreat, not enough time to see clearly, has disappeared.

I remember Zhang Xiaoqian children said, always the beginning of my article will always "long time did not write things balabala." Hey, I am afraid to be involved in the hearts of these small articles of my meaning. As I have said, I am born with a lot of people who pay attention to life experience, in my opinion, just a few decades of cold and cold life, worry is not necessary, but good enough is necessary. Otherwise it will be busy for the various levels of material needs when the loss of more spiritual aspects of things, as sad for me is a habit of birth and not pain. In the final analysis, I still hope in the "youth" to capture a point for the future to come up with sigh and stubborn. Published five years ago, like all the dumping to the q space. And then a certain point in time, I deleted the WeChat that only before the hidden photos, met a small life debris through the micro-record records. But also to write a small text to express the kind of emotions and ideas supplemented by the sum of the stage of life, and the old love of my article or in the q space to complete myself.

This year a lot of things happen. After last year's village practice internship unprecedented success, I and Kyrgyzstan Yan Yan with the practice of the revolutionary fruit at the end of March decided to open a trip to Yunnan. For half a month to stop eating, all the way down to meet people and things, love and King. First arrived in Kunming delicious green mango, train encounter repair plane couple, Dali ancient city of passion to sing, the ancient city of CYTS and Lijiang encountered around the small partners, cycling ring Erhai tired and happy ... often happy and stop thinking, The travel of the soul harvested the various touches.

Play back to school to complete the heart to do, how a trouble, papers and works devoured one after another sleepless nights. When we are excited to complete the fall when the ushered in the sad graduation season. Four years ago with longing and fresh came to the university campus. Freshman to participate in the busy bitter and more, sophomore petty bourgeoisie Tao Tao, junior work more than want to scratch the wall, senior internship set to go ... write this heart or faint ... the various tastes Experienced one hundred thousand words can not say. Mail parcels, dinners, graduation photo collection documents and all rituals to give up, really rolled ... mood is very complex, carrying too many campuses, lovely classmates, together with the brothers, too much for him and her. Eyes moist. The world is not scattered, waved goodbye. Full Article | read what he said | have a peek here | advice | look at here now | go to this web-site | additional info | website link | More hints