Youth like a floating boat

The world is a bottle. The blue and the blue are connected together, it is the sky and the ocean. The numerous patterns and patterns on the bottle are intricate latitude and longitude lines, which are connected to the warp and weft. The slimming bottleneck is Magellan's route, and they keep turning around the world. The mouth of the bottle is a gilded carving of grace, full of desire, and slipped into the bottle accidentally.

There is a city in the bottle, which is a city similar to Shanghai, China, I fell there. The majestic towers illuminate the night with a variety of bright signs and neon lights. They try to spread an expensive ribbon on the river, and the flowing water is in the city by the dazzling rays of the pillars and the busy whistle. Devoured nature. Numerous nobles who stepped on high-heeled shoes passed through the sleek cars in the turbulent lights and noisy DJs. I saw the limited edition MiniCooper that stood out from the crowd. I am alone, wandering on the riverside, and the water has sent countless noises. They come and go, forming a mysterious enchantment that I will never touch. Then, I met her in the bleak place where there was no light. She was a canoe.

As she said: "Every time I like someone to leave me, I want to tear up its ticket so that he can't get on the car; or hide his ID card or passport so he I can't board the plane; if he is driving to see me, then I will throw his car key into the toilet, rush three times of water, and I can't fish it. So he will stay with me for a while. In this way, I have won a little more time for myself. This thing has been played in my head countless times, but in real life, I have not implemented it once. "More like the world in the bottle, like It is a gorgeous masquerade. It is always open at a critical moment to store the falsehood of the millennium. And we, in this resistance again and again, try again and again. The difference is that we don't want to pursue it because, gradually, we have all become false. I will not go back to someone who recalls the painless parting.

Then we started the endless wandering in this city. Like, two lost people who can't find an exit.

"Adults have a very bad problem, that is, they have never had any pity for the suffering of others, so their own world has been filled with pain and depression for many years." I accidentally became an adult and one did not participate. An adult of any ceremony and crown, an adult with a wandering identity and a gorgeous mask. Just because I didn't buy you a lotus flower, and I didn't give you a warm embrace. I was just facing your pure eyes like an artificial lake just opened, time and time again, saying: No! But I am at least not completely numb, at least I think. I just forgot for a while, I hope that one day, you wake me up, this smallpox patient. . Because "some feelings, is a smallpox, after life, immunization for life." Lifetime immunization, then what else will I experience, the three feelings you said? It is a big joke. However, I really can't just forget it. As you said, I have always been a person. Just, you don't care, how lonely I will be in that place.

Can I describe the world with "I don't do everything I think?" I think that's the only way. If there are rich people, there must be poor people. If there is a professor garden, there must be a shanty town; and we, after all, the latter, at least now. Now, you are a top-notch printing machine, or you can have a Citigroup gold card. And I, nothing. If you can describe it, you can only compare it to a needle that has been stored for a hundred years. It is washed and leaded, thrown into the sea, will fade, melt, and become unrecognizable. You don't have to live to anyone, you just have to live like yourself." It's hard for me to use my shrinking brain to figure out the meaning of the canoe when it comes out, that is, what does she want to say? I hope that I am not misinterpreting, just want to see your body being soaked in the Fomalin, highly concentrated, stench around me.

I really, more and more like an adult. One day, we will grow old and become stupid. This is immutable. The heart is also. We will lose our original radiant youth, and we will be stupid to no longer remember the endless life of the wandering life, and we will forget the people we have loved and loved.

We are people, people will always become! We live in the vast universe, the cosmic dust floating in the sky and the light of the Milky Way, we are even smaller than this. You don't know when life suddenly changes direction, and you fall into the dark night of ink. Just look for your pursuit and what you are after. You are disappointed to drag into the abyss, you are won by desire. Dignity, you are dragged into the grave by the disease, you are frustrated and trampled, you are mocked, ironic, hated, resentful, and abandoned. But you still drag on the sick body and persist. Because we always keep hope in our hearts, and we keep the beating heart that we are not willing to give up. We are still working hard and looking for great desperation. This kind of mood that they don't want to give up, they become small stars in the boundless darkness. We are all little stars.

I am not a Tang Dynasty person. I will not wear a verdant, cheesy summer palace, and I will flatter myself. I finally lost myself. I have always been me, even if I am split into thousands of me, they will replace my feelings, false, real. Become another me. "There is always a person in this world. Every time you talk to her, you have income. When you meet it, it is luck. You have no luck, but you are also lucky." Because he is called "self."

I and the canoe, each dragging their 29-inch suitcase, in front of the snow-capped platform, humming a familiar tone. ... The world is a bottle, the bottle is full of various popular graffiti, the bottleneck slowly stretches inward, outlines the morning sun at 8:00 in the winter, the bottle mouth is an extended rainbow ribbon, which is filled with youth.

Shanxi Modern Bilingual School, Huozhou City, Shanxi Province, the second day: Zhou Qin's boat