Dreams are inevitably a bit lonely

Always thinking that I want to leave, but always can not walk; the changing heart beats countless years, but still hesitate. At least one of the body and the soul is on the road. Let go of those concerns, starting from 2019, not for life, just for the heart that has been instigated for a long time.

Have you ever wondered if you would be willing to do this in the future? Are you still willing to hang on to the last hope after the dreams are shattered? Even if someone tells you that those are far away from you, even the world of dreams, It will be empty, and you are willing to believe.

Is it really just like most people, after reading the university, they will find a stable job, and they will be able to earn enough money to support a family by their own strength, and then find a suitable girl in the vast sea of ​​people. Marry and have children, wait for the children to come to this world to raise him up by his own strength, and finally grow old and live forever. Life seems to be finished soon, but is this really what you want?

Every time I step into the library, I am asking myself, is it true that you should re-believe that one day you will reach a dream? Before you said that dreams are really just like a dream, and when you wake up, everything will not Reappear. I can see that there are people everywhere in the library. Everyone is working hard for their dreams. In fact, at that moment, you know that no matter how far the dream is, no matter how difficult it is, there will still be people who will continue to insist. As you can see, you are paying for it silently. You really want to give up on the road, and then you can't turn over by the people who are still moving forward.

Every day in this place, I continue to shuttle, come and go several times, in the eyes of others, I am a headless fly that will only slam. But it's nothing, at least I still know what I want to do, I don't want to sleep naturally every day, I don't want to sleep every night, I still want to sleep alone in front of the computer every night. In the last book, even if everyone is sleeping, you have to insist on writing thousands of words. I know very well that there are always people who sleep later than you and then get up earlier than you. Some people are still insisting on their dreams just like you, even though they have been hit countless times.

Life is complicated and will never end so easily, so some stories will not end easily. Every time my roommate saw me sitting in front of the computer for a few hours, I would be very curious to ask what I was doing, saying that I only know that I have a computer in one day. And I can only answer that I am busy playing, but I really want to tell you one day that I can sit there for hours and just want to write words that will be liked, now or in the future. Now I can actually eat a few meals a day, and even stay in the bedroom for a few days to fill the hunger with a few packs of instant noodles. Then suddenly reminded me of those days in the middle of the country, remembering that I was reading the book by the faint light of the street lamp every night, and I remembered that I was so tired that I had two eyes on the physical education class. Although it still failed, but after all, there is still some meaning. At least when you think of it, you can still find that it used to be so hard, so now there is still no reason to work hard.

Today, I heard that Mayday’s "Stubborn" suddenly had an inexplicable feeling. I can’t remember when I first heard it, but I remember this song was recommended to me by Du Xin. Maybe at that time I was still a stubborn person in her heart. I once talked with Du Xin and Nie Ling about our current situation. We used to be three different lives in the same group. One has already stepped into the society and started his own work. One only knows how to live in college every day, and another high school finish decisively chooses to repeat the year. Maybe at the time we didn't think about how we would have gone so differently so soon, but no matter what, I am still on my own path to pursue my dreams. Just like the song that was sung in the song, "The phoenix can appear in the fire." We hope that we can hold our hands and never let go, and finally we can become our own reluctance.

There is indeed a lot of difficulty in writing this road, but there is a road that is really a horse. It is not all pits, and we are not constantly moving forward. If I really decided to write it down like this, I don’t know what will happen in the future. Maybe I will still be a person who has nothing to do with the drums. It’s still nothing, but it’s what I want to do. I don’t always think that I’m full of regrets. . Gradually I saw the gap between myself and others, that is, the gaps make us have such a big difference in each other's lives. I am not trying to find ways to shorten the gap. After all, I am very clear about my ability. I only hope that I can remember so many differences and encourage myself to work hard.

Dreams are used to achieve, those that are too easy to achieve, but your rise is not a dream.

I don't know what kind of person I am, not strong but it seems not so fragile. I don't know what I can do to grow up. I don't know how much I have to give up when I pursue my dreams, but I will do it if it is worth it.

We seem to be being abandoned by others and then constantly abandoning others, friends, lovers, and even loved ones. Sometimes they don't fully understand your approach. It will continue to hinder you, just like life will always give you new difficulties on your way to success. It is very likely that you will feel that your dreams are not supported by anyone. No one really believes that you will do things that are simply whimsical. But if you choose to give up because of this, you must not only see others jokes, I am afraid I can't give myself an account.

Pushing open the window and looking at the vehicles on the road, it seems that a line of light and shadow is quietly moving through the city. I am thinking that those who are still rushing at this moment already know that they will be there tomorrow, or they are just like a fog in front of themselves, and they will be blind to the future. Looking at yourself in the house, ask, tired? Tired. Hard to push? Hard to force. Then what? - Continue to go on.