Lonely essays

I don't know if this city acquiesces in my loneliness, or is there another inexplicable feeling that I won't leave? In fact, a long time ago, when my brothers and I were drinking, smoking, crying, laughing, falling and talking crazily, and cursing the helplessness of society and the hypocrisy between people, they affirmed my indulgence. Every day, many things happen on time and not on time, and they are not allowed to change.

When my classmates cry, I will comfort them because they are my classmates; When my friend cries, I will comfort him, because I don't want my friend to be unhappy; When my brother cries, I will only stand by him silently, waiting for him to cry, drinking with him and being crazy with him. So people are strange creatures, and I am one of them, so I am also strange. This is based on Jane's logical reasoning. Jane's logic is also very strange. I will ask him what he doesn't understand, and he can always give me a vivid metaphor. Although these metaphors are a little too vivid.

I once asked Jane what happiness is. Jane told me that if you don't have paper when you go to the toilet and someone gives it to you, you should be happy. I said I understand, so happiness is toilet paper.

I hate going to places I don't know, because it takes me a lot of energy to get familiar with them. In contrast, I hate interacting with strange creatures even more, because I have been familiar with this strange creature for far longer than I have been familiar with strange places. I feel lazy. In ancient times, I thought beggars and emperors were the most suitable occupations for me. But the image of the former seems unsightly, and the latter wants to associate with many creatures of the same sex and the opposite sex, so I turned them down. But in many cases, I still dream about my ancient life, because it is much more comfortable than facing a fake smile. So often in a daze, which seems to be a sign of laziness. I will try my best to lose my weight, so that I can walk more easily. To this end, I often throw cigarettes, money and other things into the table. But I still feel heavy, I comfort myself: maybe the gravity of the earth is a little bigger occasionally. Such self-deception comfort is more like a semi-stupid performance.

As a result, the day was spent thinking and smoking. After a long time, I found that I should smoke less. After all, excessive consumption makes it difficult to solve the problem of food and clothing. It's a pity that in my long association with cigarettes, I still can't tell the gender. .......

Time passed quietly and we were all "busy". The night is getting dark, and the charming neon lights decorate the noisy city better and more charming, which makes everyone say "this city is really nice and beautiful" involuntarily, crossing the busy road and walking through the noisy streets, deducing the ordinary working life, looking for a job, resigning and being confused.

After working for four or five years, I am a little tired physically and mentally. Looking at this strange city, strange streets and strangers, I finally realized two words-helplessness, walking on the street and passing through tall buildings.

Everyone is rushing about for their own business, busy, busy, of course, this has become a word on our lips. We often ask ourselves, are we really busy? Don't you have time? Busier than people in the landlord period? Don't! So where did all our time go?

Our time is occupied by the same soap opera, our time is occupied by mobile phones that no one can replace, our time is occupied by various games, and our time is occupied by virtual networks full of imagination. Of course, we are very busy.

When we are busy with these so-called "businesses", have we really thought about ignoring those people we shouldn't ignore, forgetting what we really should do, and how long has it been since we went out with her or called our relatives and friends? When a person is a stranger in a foreign land, every time he misses his loved ones, the wanderers in a foreign land are most concerned about and miss your parents, relatives at home and friends. Internet, mobile phones, games and soap operas can't give us warmth, affection and friendship.

People always walk on the edge of gain and loss and live in the whirlpool of desire. How many people can really be satisfied with happiness, or perfunctorily comfort themselves with scars worn by reality, because desire makes us self-motivated, and at the same time, because desire also makes us scarred and exhausted. I got whether Apple 4s wants Apple 5-6 ... and earns 1 ,000, and whether it wants to earn 1 ,000,000. Swallow the elephant when there are not enough people.

In this troubled society, we can only cherish what belongs to us, forget what we have lost and seize what we have.

At eighteen, there is always a person in the world. When a group of children wrote down their dreams of becoming stars and food, she said she wanted to take pictures. When others wanted to be scientists, she wrote about psychology, and the primary school teacher encouraged her to say so. So she began to study books on psychology. She never watches cartoons, except Tom and Jerry before primary school. She doesn't think it is the lack of childhood, because her childhood was obtained by doing other things. In primary school, she has strong self-control. She won't take the initiative to buy snacks, and she won't emphasize what she must get and rely on the strength of others. While others were playing games, she sat quietly in the tree and looked at the fields. When others praise her, she always habitually says nothing, nothing else. When others are fed up with hiding under the air conditioner in hot summer, she wants to bathe in the sunshine, warm wind and cicadas on the camphor tree. She likes to praise nature every day because she sincerely appreciates and likes nature. She thinks it is a kind of happiness to be awakened by birds or flowers, so a stay is an afternoon and a summer vacation. She will make an appointment with her partner to watch the meteor shower at midnight. Even if she is hunting in the cold wind in her pajamas, the signal is a flashlight. She was so naive that she thought she could do this forever, and she always thought she could do this. She's so maverick.

She never likes reading textbooks, so she doesn't read them because she doesn't like them and won't change because of anything, but she also likes reading books and leans against the bed every night. Her first manuscript appeared in the third grade, and her first composition was recognized in the first volume of the fifth grade. Her composition revealed her feelings everywhere. Her math ability, not her grades, was affirmed by her math teacher in Grade One. He said, "Once you start learning math, be careful, it will get out of control." In the second grade, her writing style was complicated and uncertain. However, her efforts were questioned in the third grade. The science teacher said, "Why do you study hard, but you don't do well in the exam", while the Chinese teacher rightly said, "Hard-working people always get more". So she began to work hard, not because she began to like textbooks. All this is only because she is strong, her world is never in doubt, and because she has been involved since then, she will inevitably enter this era based on scores, talents and eloquence.

She is reckless, and she tries to be like others, because this is a society, and society needs to see the commonness in you so that it won't think you are different. But she still firmly loves society. She feels that in society, others should be comforted when they are lost and hidden when they are proud. By practicing like this, she has gone through everyone's life and may not leave a trace in the end. It's no big deal, even if there are no dancers. Because she thought, if everyone didn't care about each other, what a suffocating world it would be, and the existence of human beings would be meaningless; Even if you can't get sunshine, at least let others feel warm. But she was pleasantly surprised to find how satisfied you are when others are happy for you. She began to act like an ordinary person, trying to stifle her ridiculous ideas, such as how to use the last cell image in the eyes of the deceased to provide clear pictures and images for solving crimes. She began to wear popular clothes styles to avoid mocking eyes, and sometimes silently thanked the school uniforms. But she will also change into white clothes and black pants when she is relaxed and happy. The secular vision made her begin to study, learn to take exams, and learn to communicate. Her composition is gradually developing in the direction that the marking teacher wants. Occasionally, her study of mathematics began to be frightened. She always indulges herself in the face of great pressure, and then easily buys herself a flower. She is still so romantic, which is probably the only thing that hasn't changed. She soothed her soul and promised that people who love her can play freely in the future and don't have to change their world. Because she became rational.

Her idols, Jay Chou and Zhou, have gone through hardships and passed through the world so freely, so she can.

She has strong sympathy for the world. She saw lonely and untidy beggars in the street, but it was just sympathy. Otherwise, the conversation of the day may become "Look at that little girl, I guess there is something wrong there" and "This fake beggar can see at a glance that this person is really stupid". She didn't know who was stupid, but she gave up her choice again because of secular vision. She thought, she should be stupid, too, because she is so uncertain. Her heart is still maverick, but her behavior has become popular against her will.

She thanked the teachers she met and gave her advice or comfort when she was confused. She really misses her old friends, and she can still be trusted regardless of the enemy. Take a walk together when you are old.

In a blink of an eye, the joy of the first half was not in vain, and the glitz of the second half was settled.

She is still clumsy, still ignorant, still stumbling.