Chapter 360

At 9:30 pm, Xia Yuhan walked alone at the door of a hospital in L City. I don't remember how many times I came here. Every time I got to the door of the ward, I realized that mother Lin had been picked up by Lin Kai.

This woman is neither a great man nor a celebrity. She has no applause or flowers. The days of all living beings are as plain as water. For a long time, without the joy of getting together with classmates and the sense of achievement I haven't seen for a long time, I feel more and more not myself; Most of the time, they are faced with "chicken feathers". They work for oil, salt, vinegar and firewood, work for a living, boil their talents, waste their face, and worry about xiner's strength. Life! It is the days like black-and-white films that make up Xia Yuhan's ordinary and real life.

Often, today is almost the repetition of yesterday, and life presents a similar face. On such a dull day, the heart is most likely to be tired and numb over time. Therefore, people often hope that unusual things can happen on ordinary days, and a stone can hit the quiet heart river. In fact, as long as you pay attention to everything around you, as long as your heart is not a backwater, you will find that there are many exciting things in ordinary life, and some things can even make people cry.

When a person goes home lonely, he sees several migrant workers struggling to move sand upstairs. Another family is going to move to this upstairs. Maybe like Xia Yuhan, this family also needs a bigger house! Or for some other reason, she needs a space to be alone. Two people who rely on coolies to support their families leave their hardships and tiredness for themselves to chew, but pass their responsibilities and sweat to everyone who needs them, so that a happy song resounds in the corridor - Taoist Mo's little things are small, this simple sentiment can move people's hearts and souls, really!

Xia Yuhan, who lives a plain life every day, is often like this. He is moved by other people's stories. In moving again and again, his mind is constantly purified and sublimated, and he can't help sprouting the desire to move others with his own stories. When he meets an old man asking for directions, he patiently guides him and helps him find it, making him feel as kind as his family; Seeing passers-by fall, I don't hesitate to stretch out my hands to help. Although these hands are not powerful, they must be very warm... Let me start with these little things and firmly believe that these little things together also have a touching power.

Plain days are full of profound meaning because many ordinary people are writing such stories; Even if you are laid off or ill, as long as you can be moved by others or your own stories, the poor and difficult life is deeply worth cherishing and nostalgia!

Always thought he could not take away a cloud, or in despair, he found that he was still holding the tail of the cloud tightly in his hand.

Lotus open in the water always tries to make the reflection in the water look more perfect, but the feeling of loneliness makes it a pity no matter how perfect it is. The haggard look will always be revealed vaguely, as if it were a kind of magic.

Lonely, although everyone is a single individual, no matter how close they snuggle with each other, they still don't know who belongs to whom. However, everyone wants to have everything about each other after being infatuated with each other. But in the free sky, there is only freedom, and the sky cannot have all.

Looking at a corner of the city from afar, the breeze full of the taste of late autumn rang through the quiet gap through the window.

Suddenly thought of the right hand holding the family, the left hand holding the friendship. The beautiful woman smiled and seemed to see happiness bathing her heart like the autumn wind.

The yellow color fills the whole world, reveals the secret of the wind, and melts the handsome Lin Kai in an instant. He lifted the end of his palm, this time gently and clearly hooked the details of the whole emotion, and poured out his infatuation and missing for the man in peace.

The running water in March is just the fine run of your hair; The hot eyes burned through the black July;

The warmth of late autumn and October is a lie in front of you; Hold your hand and melt the spring in the cold winter.

Love is just a cover of language. I feel that love has taken off its changeable coat and put on the eternal contract agreed with time. Because at the moment, I already know me, and I also know me in your eyes. I feel sorry for myself. I change my judgment of myself and the judgment of the past because of you. I am free and lonely, but I make my freedom more real because of you. Let myself know that loneliness is also a beautiful regret. There is no conflict, no regret.

Or you won't belong to me, and I won't belong to you.

Blue is the gathering point of melancholy and contradiction, and the friendship of the left hand is full of blue impact.

The individual alone, in love, will appear more contradictory. There is no question of who belongs to whom, but it will lose the balance of the self world because of contact.

I've never been a person who deliberately makes many friends. Friends only have confidants. I can see you and you can see me. Only such contact, communication will not be a problem. With more friends, the boundaries of friends will be blurred and the judgment of true friends will be lost. Friends who will not conflict with their own world will be friends. Even if they are stuck and lazy, they are a manifestation of friends, because this is my world. Only because it is you, only you, will show such me in front of you. If you can understand, smile and accept. You should also show the real you. Are we friends? Don't let you lose the principle of your own world because of my behavior. The real you and I will have contradictions, but they will not sublimate the contradictions into a kind of conflict, which requires their own understanding. Only in this way can there be friendship. We can be angry and angry with each other, but after calm, maybe we can still smile and continue our past life. Because love doesn't need to change each other's self. If you change yourself, you change the boundaries of love. Will gradually become a kind of infatuation, which will lead to the emergence of love.

I like it so that you and I can recognize their mistakes, recognize the boundaries of lovers in repeated mistakes, and become a real partner.

Autumn October, such a midnight, flying thoughts betrayed Yuhan's heart

In the depths of this season, I can't help standing in the cold night of autumn, tasting the aging and transformation of some things bit by bit.

In fact, there must be incentives for the transformation of everything, such as for new, for closure, and for continuity. This season, especially in the depths of the season, metamorphosis will always occur one after another. Time and space are also changing. The time difference between day and night is getting bigger, and the night is growing a lot. Perhaps because of the long night, it is rare to stay awake at midnight. Often the TV is playing tirelessly, and I don't know when to go to sleep

When Xia Yuhan wrote these words, it was already one o'clock in the morning. The lonely woman once again entered a painful state of insomnia.