The dream is still the same, even if you have insomnia, you must raise the sails

"Seeing people get drunk, why do you want to be alone?" To tell the truth, the old witch in the middle of the night does not want to wake up, but is always forced to wake up, time cruelly confirms the old saying "cannot sleep after thirty years."

I saw 6 sets of Sichuan from the central station. I felt insomnia and I could not wait to have the impulse to hit the wall. Look at the Internet, a group of night owls are still flashing their heads desperately, "Autism is a terminal illness", a group of long hair and waist demon squatting unscrupulously, even if there is a Korean drama called a beast, can not stop loneliness The engulfment of the soul.

The night in Chengdu exudes a sigh of scent, and the souls in the middle of the night have mad madness. It is said that a dam song is now popular, called "Please marry me", the name of the song sounds a bit vulgar, but only the vulgar thing is the real thing of ordinary people, listening to the neighboring window girl sang two times, feeling full Correction.

It is destined to be completely insomnia this evening, but unfortunately full of thoughts, but unfortunately missed the night, the "missing" plane still has no message, it is almost 48 hours, many people are still waiting, still praying, still looking forward to The miracle happened.

Some things clearly know the result, but they still don't want to give up the wait. Maybe the moment they turn away, they are destined to never look back, so we must learn to be kind to others and be kind to others.

"Insomnia is the best explanation for loneliness." Maybe my loneliness can't even understand myself. Chengdu will forget me tonight.

Don't think that you are very strong, and don't think that you are omnipotent. In the journey of life, I have to do it.

GPS is so powerful, but we still can't find the plane that lost the connection. The wind and rain are heavy, and many things can be expected.

“绛溪hi fishing fishing sunset,

Wet red sleeves,

Drunk and boating,

Clouds,

Fragrant scented pomelo,

Missing thin"

Listening to the fisherman’s song, insomnia is a pain that cannot be written.

Why worry, only words, maybe only in the rainy night of the rain on the window, I can hear my heartbeat, perhaps only when there is no one to silence insomnia is equal to the incitement of youth.

The hands that are used to holding the pen are stagnation on the rigid keyboard. Maybe all my emotions are twisted and twisted on the rough road.

Ni Cai said that if one thinks too much, it will lose the fun of being a man. I am a bit stunned, just like the sudden loss of love many years ago, I don’t know where my worries come from.

"Pushing the horse to welcome the new moon, but the light and the evening is cool." This kind of free and easy, has always been my envy, but also has never had.

Chengdu is always within reach of me, but I am always a familiar stranger. My friends are getting farther and farther away. Only Jinjiang is getting more and more familiar, and I know every fisherman who knows every night fishing.

The classmate said that I was a little hesitant to meet the peach blossoms. The idea of ​​watching peach blossoms has been around for a long time, but I feel that the two men are not interested in seeing flowers.

Rejection has always been my style. On the ship of life, I don’t know how many people and things have been rejected. Although I have taken a lot of things, I have lost more.

Using the "Thirty Stands" benchmark to measure my life, "there is nothing to do with flowers" is the most authentic response, I dare not look back at the roads that have passed, because the time has not allowed me to stay and forget.

The dream is still the same, even if you have insomnia, you must raise the sails of the distance. Instead of spending time on several sheep, it is better to immerse your thoughts in the sea of ​​books.