These days are not busy. Sometimes I write a lot of words, but there is not a single sentence that is not annoying.
Sometimes I drive the car very fast, pretending to be strong, and cruise aimlessly along the night, playing rock music, just to get the feeling of a young and fierce horse in a small space for a short time, in an attempt to regain my self-righteous youth.
Sometimes I wander slowly, pretending to look at the scenery and passers-by nonchalantly, as if I am looking down on the situation, trying to make myself mature. No matter what way and mentality I look at, it is always difficult to find the true self.
No matter which side you see, that’s not the real me.
Change is always unparalleled sourness. This cannot be said to be pain, it is the bitterness coming from the unknown. Year after year, everyone says that persistence will usher in the dawn, but only those who are persisting can truly understand the hesitation and helplessness of persisting in waiting. It can destroy an anthill as easily as a flood. Fundamentally, why change?
This era will not give anyone a chance to grow. Therefore, it is very difficult to succeed in this era. There is neither opportunity nor space, and it will not give anyone a chance to adjust.
I can only quickly judge the people around me, which ones are valuable and which ones are worthless, and filter them quickly. Times cannot give me the opportunity to grow. Many customers criticize me every day, and I can't wait for others to grow.
I don’t want to argue with the world, I just want not to waste my life and do my own thing seriously. And this is sometimes seen as infringing on other people's interests. Sometimes I would win from these fights that I had no intention of winning.
It’s not that as you grow older, you will see the world more clearly. Instead, you will become more and more serious. I always talk with others about right and wrong, yes or no. In fact, how can there be so many right and wrong in this world? It's just that the roles are in different positions, and the views are always inconsistent.
Sometimes I pay special attention to the passers-by, and they all seem to be pretty good. I can feel from their pace and rhythm that their lives are really simple, and they have nothing on their minds. Most people will only get tired of the occasional ups and downs in life, and will not be disappointed in life.
This kind of disappointment is very frustrating, the people around me are always coming and going, most of them are good people. I also undoubtedly feel that I am a good person. If I were given another chance, I really would not want to argue with others all day long.
I always need to measure the exchange of interests, and everyone around me must have a premium. If I can't give a premium, I can't accept it. This is obviously just for profit, but what can be done? Every day I open my eyes requires expenses. I can maintain a frugal life, but the business cannot. If there is no premium, none of us can survive on faith.
The premise of living up to expectations is to ensure the interests of the majority of people. It is uncomfortable to exclude members who are thin, injured or unable to follow the expedition team. No matter how ugly it is, it is just the most naked aspect of human nature.
My nature is to be picky. In this case, how to be patient will make every day a battlefield.
This era is full of glory, ups and downs, and people are always greedy for success and never want to leave. I simply don't want to care about these fictitious gains and losses, nor do I want to waste my time on such boring back and forth. But there is no way, no matter how big the ship is in the storm and ocean, it can only drift with the tide, let alone a sampan woodcutter like me?
There are some smart people who often think of many ways. There are huge traps hidden behind simple words. The biggest problem for others is that they always say strange words and put themselves in the position of the weak in order to win mercy.
If I am so simple that I have nothing, my IQ is low, and my daily purpose is just to feed myself, I don’t need to compete with anyone for survival resources. Almost all things nowadays are difficult to explain in a simple sentence, but except for the knights and knights of ancient times, who can laugh at the situation?
It’s a pity that you only have one life, and it seems that the path you take is not the one you want to take. The reason why I am curious about this world is that I really want to see how other people live. Along the way, although I have not experienced stormy waves, I have seen a lot of people coming and going in the rivers and lakes, and I have been vulgarly chasing profits in these ups and downs every day. Every day, like a woodcutter, I repeat the monotonous water monster story with others. Sometimes I even doubt myself. I don’t know how the old man in his late years will choose to live another life again?
I am also afraid of being too self-sufficient and overestimating my abilities at a high-spirited age. Unable to withstand the illusion of nothingness, I tried to call out the wind and rain. Finally came to a sad end.
Every worry and joy are all fire in the heart, every prosperity and every dryness are all dust in the eyes, calm down and see through the hot and cold things, and never dream of people in the eternity.