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Don't ask me who I am.

Another lonely weekend. It's been a long night and I don't want to sleep. I have been swallowed up by loneliness. I have forgotten who I am. Who can be my ferryman at the moment?

I used to be very calm and calm, facing the loneliness and monotony of the weekend and enjoying the wonderful time of the weekend. Maybe now I have experienced the baptism and replacement of age and the change of mood. I don't know when I started, but I have a subtle little fear of loneliness.

In the past, on weekends, one day I spent sleeping and cooking as a bookworm, and the other day I went hiking to broaden my horizons.

I'm a little afraid of the weekend now. I have nowhere to go except to live at home. But it is also a good time with mixed feelings, because this kind of loneliness can be completely given to yourself and enjoyed alone.

Therefore, I would rather be swallowed up and tortured by loneliness than contact with those idle interpersonal circles, and I don't like to enter those circles more and more. I feel more lonely going to a strange circle than dwelling at home.

Continue to imitate yesterday's biological clock in the morning, or wake up naturally I always want to take advantage of the symptoms of lazy cancer attacks on weekends to make my life a little different today.

Long before I came into contact with Duke Zhou, I planned to go out for outdoor activities today to stretch my muscles and stop staying at home like a bookworm.

But from the moment I got up, my head began to burn. Once after brunch, I saw a sunny heat wave floating in the air outside the window and found that I didn't have the urge to go out. I know this is a prelude to the onset of lazy cancer, and it is also the most powerful excuse for myself subconsciously.

Maybe God loves me deeply and is willing to cover up my laziness. During the lunch break, I suddenly found that the sky outside the window changed a lot, and the dark clouds saw the caution hidden behind them.

Sure enough, this is a sign that a storm is coming. Just as I was in a daze, the rain poured down and woke up the dreamer. This just broke my desire to go out, because I found no place to go, let alone where to go.

I exchanged a few words with my old friends on WeChat, so I returned the rest of my time to myself and continued to arrange meaningful things for myself in a lonely and monotonous time and space, which can make the rest of my time happy and full.

On such a poetic rainy day, a cup of tea, a good book, a good song, and my healthy food, pumpkin milk peach gum dessert, are simply the best enjoyment. Sometimes lonely days can be so beautiful, romantic and poetic.

I turn on Baidu music in my computer and order songs at random. I overheard this long-lost music. It's an old song that I never tire of listening to since I entered the workplace. I like it very much. This is a song from Wang Xinping called "Don't ask who I am", which is very charming and even sad for a time.

Because this song sings my heart, and also sings the sadness and bitterness of my life in the north and south over the years, and even sings my vision for a better life in the future and the choice of my soul mate under emotional closeness.

I like the lyrics of this song very much. It's really well written, philosophical and touching. It beats the spiritual memory that I have long forgotten, and the more I listen to it, the more I reflect on life and deeply touch it.

Music "Don't Ask Who I am"-Singer: Wang Xinping.

I have never said who I love and who I am pining for, and I have never thought about it.

My eyes are full of fatigue, and I always feel so tired when I face myself. I also need someone to accompany me, so that I won't hurt my heart and let me love deeply without regrets;

In fact, I don't have as many thorns as they say. My lover's heart should be innocent. Why do I cry again and again at night, sleep alone every day and live a tasteless life?

Don't ask me who I am, please love me. No one can understand my sincerity. There are not many people like me. Why should I be sad?

Don't ask me who I am, please face me and look at the tears in my eyes. I am no different from you, except that my heart is more easily broken.

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Let the memory stay in my heart, hope that tomorrow, everything is the best arrangement, believe in yourself, the future can wait.

This article was written on 20 19090 1.