I am sad. Don't ask me why. Somebody tell me a joke. Trouble.

Maybe our demands and expectations for life are too high, maybe our expectations and demands for ourselves are too high, maybe life and society are too harsh on us, and maybe we haven't adapted to this modern fast-paced society.

There are many beautiful things, but most of them are invisible or unconscious. Is it self-shielding or is the beauty of sin too conspicuous? Maybe both. For a long time, I have heard people lament the beauty and enchanting of poppy, but seldom hear the praise of lilacs. probably

That's the reason. True beauty often needs to be tasted and discovered. In this fast-food life, we often don't have the time and energy to dig and discover the beauty that is naturally revealed. Therefore, the striking beauty of appearance becomes more fresh.

Gorgeous beauty seems to represent the beauty of all things, and when we find that this beauty is actually incomplete, we will be more disappointed and sorry, and we will also lament the impermanence of all things. In fact, ask yourself, have we tried our best?

To explore beauty? If there is really no subjective consciousness to explore and pay attention to it, it is estimated that Kafka will not explore for a lifetime and eventually get nothing.

In short, many times, it is not that we are worried about writing new poems. It is the helplessness of life that makes us say to the sky: the weather has entered autumn.