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The stars move and the bucket changes, and the dry Kun sends more. Time, gently, quietly, passed away, like a river, carrying everything in history, never to return.

The sun, it sheds the last light, there is no tomorrow, tomorrow it will disappear forever. Life suddenly became so fragile. I was eager to live forever, to live in this world forever, to see sunny weather, to see birds and flowers, and to appreciate every feeling that every life in this world has given me.

Tomorrow, with the disappearance of the last ray of light in this world, everything will die forever. The earth stopped breathing, and the endless dark world enveloped the earth, without a cloud or a wind. Soon, how many remaining bodies will be corrupted and buried in deep mud, who knows?

I am still young, I still have dreams, and I want to create the future. But tomorrow, I will leave you, Mother Earth! Now, what should I do, to meet the end of the world, to fulfill my unfinished wishes, to find memories, or to kill time? No, I will never miss a minute. Today is really valuable. I will continue to study and leave without regret. Moreover, I want to create value for my life. I hope that when I look back, I don't regret my mediocrity.

Tomorrow, everything will go up in smoke, and the material world of the universe will no longer exist. All thoughts and spirits will disappear with this gloomy world. The singing of birds in the trees, the buzzing of bees in the flowers, and all the wonderful music in nature will come to an abrupt end.

Let all young friends be positive, while today's time is still there, while I am in my prime, while all this is still there. No matter whether you were confused or positive yesterday, don't stay any longer. Do your best. If there is no sun tomorrow, at least we will not sigh for yesterday.

If there is no sun tomorrow, we will face life more positively and have more hope for tomorrow. It is precisely because there is no tomorrow's sun that we are more motivated to create miracles.

If there is no sun tomorrow, today will be more substantial and perfect. Time is like a punctual train. It will never wait for late passengers. Yesterday has passed, and tomorrow has not come yet. Only today is the most real. We must make good use of it.

Deformation record

I want to paint the windows all over the earth, so that all eyes accustomed to darkness can get used to light.

-Inscription from Gu Cheng

1

I didn't try to copy Kafka, nor did I dare. Kafka is the writer who scares me the most. He lives in a humble room, embrace the darkness, away from the sun and loves despair. I'm not like him. I am a child who grew up in an exquisite material life. Accustomed to the noise floating high above the bustling city, accustomed to the lingering sweet and greasy fragrance in the secular world. I can't imagine living in a windowless The Dark Castle and catching the illusion that keeps popping up in front of me. I think I'll go crazy. My ideal is like Ji Rujing's song: "I need a spacious room of my own, full of sunshine, and feel the warmth quietly", and then "facing the sea, spring blossoms". However, when I first saw the three-dimensional deformable object on the screen saver, I first thought of Kafka's Metamorphosis, which made me quite depressed. Then I remembered my screensaver. Large tracts of white cherry blossoms are falling like snow, falling, falling, falling. ...

2

I am not a gloomy child, not since I was a child.

I have bright eyes and a sunny smile, but I have the darkest pupils. The Bible says that the darkest pupil is the most poisonous medicine. I am constantly changing my appearance, turning the wheel of years, as unscrupulous and arrogant as roulette, but my pupils are still as black as gold ink, and the hole in my heart is still not filled. The hole first appeared in Kafka's Despair, then in Su Tong's Gorgeous, then in Annie Baby's Wandering, and finally stayed in my damp and dark heart to live and work in peace and contentment, and refused to disappear anyway, as stubborn as me. I think if I want to live for a hundred years, then it will stick to living 10 1 year.

three

The Monkey King is a master shapeshifter, but I'm better than him.

I have a wardrobe of clothes, and it takes two months to change a suit every day. I have all kinds of CDs, elegant and timeless classics, melodramatic and disgusting business fashion and hysterical and gorgeous rock, so I can become an elegant gentleman, a tacky groupie and a cynical little punk at any time; I have all kinds of friends, such as bartenders in bars, gangsters in society, top students, artists full of aura, pioneers of online poets, singers who are crazy about rock and roll, white-collar workers on high, and ronin on the roadside. I say different things to different people, and the action of taking off the mask is so handy and disgusting, but I am still proud of it. However, even if I play with my life in the palm of my hand and live it like a crackling fireworks in my hand, it will only turn into a pile of vague light and shadow, and I will flee everywhere, and my inner hole will never leave. I asked Xiao why, and Xiao said, "Because you have no direction, you don't even know what you are and what you want." I suddenly stood there. This situation is like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. It is waiting for its own transformation and shock. It was triumphant but suddenly stuck in front of the cocoon, and it was painful and finally died on the road of eclosion.

In the words of Xiao A, it hurts to death.

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Small never seems to have anything to do with the word metamorphosis, because he has hardly changed since he was a child. No matter how gorgeous the years are, like a roaring train passing by him, he still walks high in the cracks of the secular world. He is so quiet and peaceful, he can spend the whole afternoon quietly turning over a picture book, and when he is free, he can find a clean road and wander around casually. When he walks past a shady tree, he will look up at the fragments of sunshine and smile as sweetly as a child, or stand on the side of the road in white clothes and watch the noise of traffic, or sit on the floor of the video store and concentrate on finding his favorite CD. I once laughed at his autism. He always patted me on the shoulder and said, you don't understand. I get it now, but it's still useless. I can't stop my own rotation. I always change my appearance, even my personality, even the trajectory of my life, but I still feel so sad that my stomach hurts, especially when I see a small and quiet smile. What I say most to Xiao is: don't be divorced from reality like living at an altitude of 9000 meters. And the little one's answer to me is always: don't always live at the crossroads and keep turning left. I know what he means, my life has been beating around the bush. I know, but I can't help myself.

I hate generalists. Their fluent words and diverse faces scare me. I like people who are taciturn because they are kind.

But I found myself the first. Should I be sad?

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The value of "keeping the same with all changes" in the art of war has long been known, but its significance in reality has never been thought about. I'm always making excuses for my change, saying it's a trick, but when I think about my little family background, he's the same, and I'm reduced to all kinds of changes, like a disgusting actor. Western philosophers say: Is the world changing too fast? No, only you have changed.

Similar to this sentence, there is another sentence I like very much, which was said by Hudson Austin: Is it the passage of time? No, there's still time. We are flying.

six

The gloomy yellow flowers are nothing more than prajna paramita; Bamboo is full of dharma.

seven

That three-dimensional deformable object is still changing. One moment is a smooth and smart ball, the other is a enchanting plum blossom, and the other is angular ice. I really want to ask it.

"Why are you so like me?"

eight

I am always one step ahead of the mainstream. I always imagine a large group of people walking behind me, but when I think about it, can't I say that I am behind the times and stand alone outside the crowd? I used to laugh at all other mainstream things with non-mainstream eyes. It's really unnecessary to think about it now. How to live is to live. If you are happy for a hundred years and stick to yourself, you will be unique, just like Aesop's fable, "A hundred birds have a hundred ways to land."

Years run back with substance, and the soul runs forward with thoughts. Quite simply, this is the so-called life.

nine

Small ah said: Siwei, I know you have been unhappy because every step you take is not practical, because you can't find your own direction. I know you want to resist the numbness and impermanence of life with the freshness and turbulence of change, but don't you think this move is cowardly and powerless? I have seen an oil painting in which a child stands at a crossroads. The name of this painting is The Lost Child. I always thought it was like you. Four-dimensional, calm down, there are still many trustworthy things in life, and the hole in your heart can't be filled by avoiding it. Don't despair because of several disappointments, and don't be unaware of your sadness because the sky didn't answer your prayers, because there was no sound when the angel passed overhead. Just like your favorite movie line: I'll wait for you at the intersection ahead, be there or be square.

Xiao A's voice is like a steady and heavy cello, and I'm so sad that I'm dying.

10

I am so sad that I am dying. I just want to open my eyes.

Maybe I was used to too much darkness in my last life, so I had the darkest pupil. I should look for bright eyes, but I can't extricate myself in the dark. Maybe I didn't try to extricate myself. I long for the sweetness and illusion brought by darkness. The most poisonous poison is pure black, but it is sweet and attractive.

I am not a gloomy child, but a child with a shadow and an empty heart. That hole sings black songs and a sad river in my wet and dark heart every night, which fills my whole youth.

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I didn't like toys since I was a child, and one of them called mask made me feel hysterical. I once had a dream that lasted for a long time. In my dream, a man kept changing his face at me, sometimes ferocious, sometimes fierce, sometimes bright red, sometimes melancholy ... When I struggled to wake up from my dream, I was in tears.

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I feel sorry for the actors on the stage, for the children waiting at the crossroads, for Su Tong's escape, for Anne's wandering, for the people who change clothes every day, for the woman who wears heavy makeup, for myself and for all the people who live under the mask. Because they are all people who are gripped by lonely hands. That kind of loneliness is like Liu Liangcheng's "It should have snowed, but it seems to fall on me alone". Loneliness is a strange thing. Thousands of dollars is no longer just a dollar, but thousands of loneliness is still loneliness. There is no process from quantitative change to qualitative change. Just like walking into a room full of mirrors, thousands of people are still alone, and all the excitement is gone. It suddenly occurred to me that Acheng wrote Phoenix. He said that if the phoenix is lonely for 500 years, it will still be lonely after 500 years of rebirth.

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That's why I hope to paint windows all over the earth, because I hope the sun can shine in, shine into the darkness in my heart, make the hole disappear, stop singing eulogies, let the black river recede and reveal the beautiful beach. I hope to see the direction I want to go in the sun, I hope to see the little A waiting for me in front, I hope to see the hole evaporate in the sun, and I will burst into tears. I hope the sunshine can not only illuminate me, but also illuminate all the children who are at a loss in the dark, because they are so kind.

If I can continue to ask questions, I hope I can dispel Kafka's inner loneliness and despair, because I love him so much.

14

It's almost over, it's almost over.

Let me make one last wish: I hope my life can last for 102 years, so that I can see the hole that has survived for 10 1 year in the bright sunshine, in my clear eyes and in my innocent smile, and gradually disappear completely.

Han Han is peeping at the man in the cup.

The most irresistible thing I have said in my life is that the quilt doesn't need to be folded-just sleep on it-but this is the first time I have been refuted. You know, it's the rule. We are sad because we have too many rules. ...

Peek into the cup

I am thinking about human nature, especially the national inferiority of China. Mr. Lu Xun's exposition is endless. I have my opinion.

The sacred amethyst in the Southern Song Dynasty, "the nature is good at the beginning of life", shows that newborn people are like this group of dry cloth and can be strict with themselves; Contact with social water, even clear water, will be involuntary, such as ashamed to talk about leaves, the original rigor slowly unfolded and gradually infiltrated. I thought I would get close to Liezi.

People in China have always been iron-willed, so occasionally there are people who lead an honest and clean life, but they are still very pure for decades after their birth. These extremely pure people are not immersed in water and are not accepted by society, so they are "rich and poor". This is the significance of the paper. Many bad articles in Miscellaneous Newspaper and Wen Wei Po are refreshing to read, thinking that the author is really as evil as hatred. Actually, it's not. You should read it carefully. After reading it carefully, you can taste the author's own resentment-why I don't become an official. If these people who scold officials suddenly get the official position, they will be as proud of the official position as Li Bai. It's a pity that the official position is tight now, and it's not that these people who scold officials want to be officials, so they have to scold officials more and more.

At this point, Buyi seems to be a very tired person lying in bed stretching and filling the cup. Contact for a long time, can't help but show it. I also thought of the Confucian golden mean that China people have always followed. Unfortunately, as a China person, you must first learn to be modest. No matter how arrogant a person is at first, he should gradually become modest. Qian Zhongshu was proud enough at first, pitying his mentors, Wu Mi and Ye Gongchao, and was denounced as "too stupid" and "too lazy". Unfortunately, if I didn't see him arrogant later, I was soaked in the water. Li Ao is still good, but the Kuomintang can't beat him for the time being. He killed everything he didn't like, and so did the Kuomintang. He said that if he wanted to find someone worthy of admiration, he would look in the mirror, but China could produce dozens of such traitors, all of whom surpassed the twenty-four products.

However, it is not easy to be an outspoken person in China. Anecdotes of some people who are not modest are included in Tonghua Record. What is Tonghua Lu? -Joke book! In the future, someone will educate his son like this: "My son is good. When you are old, even if you have talent, remember not to be proud. You regard the pride of Tonghualu as a joke! " China people took advantage of this, integrated with society, and were modest and prudent.

China looks down on boasters. In my opinion, it's nothing. For example, ancient women used to bind their feet. When they meet normal feet, they are called "Bigfoot". When you meet a normal foot, it is called "big talk".

Those who dare to talk big will come to no good end, scaring future generations from talking big to not talking. Fortunately, Hu Shi died of illness, otherwise he would be angry when he saw this scene. As a result, people who don't talk big are accepted by society.

At this point, the cloth has absorbed water and is about to fall. So it involves the result of excessive immersion in society-crime. The crime rate in the United States ranks first in the world, and I have read many books that criticize and praise the United States, and I have a bad impression of the United States. But one thing is certain. No matter how rich an American child is, he can't be allowed to enter a cinema showing yellow tapes.

Do educators in China know that this is related to juvenile delinquency? If too many minors are infected with society, they will-educators in China make a clear distinction between sex and crime. It can be seen from the article that there is no Roman prophet in China, and there is a word in Latin called "Corpusdelieti", which is interpreted as "body, body" and "conditions of crime". It can be seen that the Romans realized very early that the body was the condition of crime.

Writing here, I suddenly found that the cloth had sunk to the bottom of the cup.