What is the most lonely and helpless thing you have ever heard?

No one stood with me at dusk, and no one asked me if the porridge was hot.

This is also my own experience. A few years ago, as a single girls, I worked in other places. Loneliness has always been with me, when I am on the night shift, when I walk home alone, when I eat alone, when I go shopping alone.

Go home from work, have a rest and start cooking for yourself. Sometimes I do things in a hurry, and sometimes I cook myself a delicious dinner, depending on my mood. Sometimes I feel tired and want to go straight to sleep, and I'm not even in the mood to order takeout. I just feel asleep, so I feel relaxed. Sometimes I will wear headphones and run alone on the fitness trail. Tired, just look at the scenery along the way. I envy my colleagues the most. Someone cooked a meal for her as soon as I got home from work, and someone came to take her home to sleep after the night shift.

Once I was so tired that I fell asleep at home and didn't wash or change my pajamas. Wake up at night and look at the time. It's only three o'clock. You can still hear someone sweeping the floor in the community outside the window. It's a cleaner in the neighborhood. The crisp and long sound often reminds me of cleaning the yard at home. At that time, loneliness and homesickness were particularly strong. It was so quiet around, only the sound seemed to take me back to my hometown. Sleep alone at night and wake up. No one invited me to dinner, no one told me to get up and wash, no one tucked me in. Now, I choose to live in my hometown and leave another place where I have been lonely for several years. The biggest change is that it is no longer lonely to hear the crisp and long sweeping sound in the dream. Food and drink, and my parents who love me.

I hope that every young person who works hard outside will no longer feel lonely and have a good emotional closeness.

When I graduated from high school, I was sentimental and wrote what I thought was the saddest thing.

I still remember that summer afternoon, we walked out of the classroom side by side, and we walked together in the noisy street. You said, "Maybe we will be apart in the future, but I will always remember you, every frown and every smile." However, today, these words still seem to be in my ears, but we can't go back to the past, the past is gone forever, and we never came back.

Now, I can only say to the sky, "I won't forget you, and I won't forget the days when I had you." Those days were really fun. Thank you for being with me for three years, three percent of my life. It is not easy to see you in the vast sea of people now, so I silently said to myself, "I will definitely cherish you."

Perhaps, you have forgotten me, but I still want to say "friends will always be friends, classmates will always be classmates, and you will always be those people in my memory"

For former classmates.

The more sentimental and experienced parting, I feel that what makes me lonely and helpless is one sentence: things are different.

People who are insecure and dependent often take the initiative to find topics and ask questions when facing their loved ones who enjoy meticulous care. Even if they make jokes at the expense of themselves, deep down, they may not only hope that the other person can love themselves, but also treat themselves with self-treatment for their insecurity. Hypnosis tells them that only in this way will they love you very much. ......

A colleague is a director of a small manufacturing company, with good character and integrity. A family of three has experienced the dilemma that children can't afford to buy a house and go to a public school. Now, their houses and cars are close to a well-off life. Suddenly one day, my father's hospital diagnosed a tumor, and the hospitalization operation cost nearly 200,000 yuan. For such an ordinary family, such a large sum of money may be unimaginable to ordinary people. The main source of income is him, and the children are still in primary school. He said a word to me: brother, I have worked hard for more than ten years, and now I am back to before liberation overnight ... I am also an office worker, and I understand the sadness and sadness of this sentence.

There are always some things that will happen whether you like it or not, and you can only accept them; There is always something, whether you hide or not, it will come, and you can only face it.

I heard this lonely sentence when my grandmother/Kloc-0 was 0/00 years old, when she was already suffering from Alzheimer's disease. That day, my third aunt and I helped her out in the sun. She lay trembling on the sofa and said, do you miss your mother? Keep repeating this sentence. Then he said, I miss my mother. Where did my mother go? Do not come back.

These words made me cry, tears welled up. It turns out that when people live to the end and their memories are empty, all the opportunities in life are her passers-by, and only those who gave birth to her will be remembered forever.

So, after that, I don't long for longevity. I think living to that age, that kind of loneliness is really bone erosion. No matter how prosperous it is, it will inevitably return to zero. Cherish the present.

I once met someone who was not a friend, but it happened that they would have a drink together that day.

He said that since his father died when he was less than ten years old, he has never felt the warmth of the world.

He and his mother couldn't stay in the country any longer, because the villagers bullied their orphans and widows, cut down his bamboo, stole his vegetables, and publicly taunted him under the age of ten. Even people in their thirties can beat him up.

He had to move out of the countryside with his mother and go to the county to make a living. My mother sells vegetables, helps shops, sells fruits and does odd jobs. They live in a dark, damp rented house for 300 yuan a year, which is too expensive and they will move every one or two years.

He kept moving in his memory until he went to junior high school, high school and finished college. He can finally rent his own house in Chengdu, but his mother still lives in a rental house.

By the time he drank, he had been working for several years. But his salary is only enough for daily expenses, and I don't know when I can save money to buy a house.

At that time, he said a very common sentence, "I really want to have a home."

I suddenly burst into tears. What he needs is not a house, but the sadness of being young but wandering for more than ten or twenty years.

At that moment, I felt his inner loneliness to the extreme. This loneliness is not because of silence or loneliness, but because of inner helplessness.

Life is too cruel to him.

I loved someone, and it hurt terribly.

For the first time, I knew that my heart would really break. Curled up in bed, it doesn't matter how you press your heart. Tears flowed down uncontrollably, as if there was no end. I gritted my teeth to prevent myself from crying, for fear of disturbing others. When my friend called, he tried to hold back his vibrato and said, I'm not hungry. You guys go.

I thought I was going to die.

When I was young, I often felt that it was just a love, how could it kill me? Anyway, I didn't know. Too affectionate, you will always die.

For a long time, I almost forgot that feeling and that person, but I knew it deeply. I have tried to remember my heart.

Back to the dormitory at night, I pushed open the door, and the room was full of cool colors, waiting for my master's good luck lifelessly.

I was lying on my back, remembering that I hadn't eaten yet, whether to do something or eat something, and no one answered for me.

Just have a rest and stay, as if you have a partner named soul.

Turn on your mobile phone, whether it's WeChat or QQ, you can never wait for little red dot, and the dynamics of your circle of friends have been updated.

Looking for someone to chat, I rummaged over and over again, as if I couldn't find the right person.

Wait for a phone call every night. Don't hang up. I've saved a lot of words all day today.

Just pick up something important and say, actually, it's not that I miss you, it's that I want you to accompany me.

Unrealistic. It is better to watch TV, and everyone will be happy; It is better to read novels, and there are thousands of troops in a lonely city; Why don't we go for a walk in the playground, with yellow lights and white walls hanging together?

The air is cold. Obviously, there is a lot of excitement here and there, and it sounds like a cold joke when it floats over.

Hug yourself, dream tomorrow, and do it at night.

See you next year!

This is the most lonely and helpless moment for people who can't go home when the Spring Festival is approaching, and they see a note left by people living in guest houses. It was the morning of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and I had just returned to my room after breakfast.

I am the only guest left in this small hotel in Texas. I could see him rushing out of the door in high spirits before, and I didn't have time to say goodbye to my only roommate.

But I can't leave yet. I can't leave without a train ticket. I have to wait. Seeing a stranger these days, I am very happy to salute and leave, and my steps are very relaxed.

See you next year! Saying goodbye to people familiar or unfamiliar in the hotel is full of pride-I'm going home! The sadness in my heart can't help overflowing my eyes.

There is nothing to do but wait. Turn on the TV and watch Sichuan Satellite TV's "Mountain City Bangbang Army" to talk about homesickness. It was replayed in the morning and watched last night.

Less than ten o'clock, a string of peppers hung on the counter in front of the hotel. I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, missing the steaming hot pot in my hometown and the laughter of my brothers and sisters who were eating delicious food ...

I am too lazy to look at the snow outside the window. The quieter it is, the colder it is. So I lay half-lying and picked up the bitter plum I bought in Anshan a few days ago. This book, more pure than pure literature, is about the love of an older young woman (there were no leftover women at that time), and the words written on the cover are like a dog's head, which is very dreamy.

The hostess ah mui is lonely. She just wants to find someone who really loves her, but she can't get it. I'm lying in bed in a foreign land. There is an empty bed in a small room. Russian and Badaotang are also hurting unrequited love on TV. Do you want me to stay in this hellhole until next year? !

I lost hope in an instant. It feels too cold, and there is not enough space in this room.

I can't help going downstairs again. The proprietress of a Shandong woman heard footsteps and shouted, "No phone! I'll call you! " And whispered: "At this time, the train tickets were sold out long ago, and you didn't book them early, which made people have to rest!" ……"