Floor-to-ceiling glass windows make the night dark. Under the dim and hazy street lamp, in the vague night, the deep and lonely pedestrians left in a hurry, the leaves of the poplar trees were green with yellow, swaying gently in the winter breeze, only by staring intently, could you feel its smart breath, as if the silent and clear breath of winter, the sound of the world's heartfelt cry, as if it was going to resound in the sky.
At this moment, the leaves on the edge of the treetops swayed quietly, as if to remind me of its existence, and I could not ignore it, the world, this winter night, I sat in front of the window, the only thought-provoking and agile being.
Pedestrians are hurrying more and more, leaving almost no trace. The bleakness and loneliness of the night, unprecedented, the calmness and firmness that penetrate the darkness, are the pear blossoms in your tearful eyes, the night is deep, not afraid of the dark, and even fearless.
The trunk of the poplar tree, straight and pale, resembles the sorrow I endure, without a trace of life, like a scheming that I cannot express and cannot express at this moment.
Let my wish drift across the ocean in the cold wind of the winter night, and henceforth, the noise of the world can no longer disturb my state of mind, and I will only taste the perseverance and steadfastness in my own world, and look at the distant mountains with the tranquility of the world, but no one needs to understand.
In this world, one day you will understand, perhaps, in this world, after all, you are alone, you may not become a deserter, it is the greatest gift that life gives you, no one cares about the existence of others, and no one is willing to bear all for others, the lightness of life that cannot be borne is like a small poem written lightly, or a gust of wind, fluttering and falling, heaven and earth are a sand gull.
We, sometimes like a lonely traveler, think carefully, we have our own heart-wrenching places, in the ancient road west wind and sun, like a thin horse, do not know where to come, let alone where to return.
Where is the way back in life, and what is home?Only in the dead of night, alone to reminisce, alone to think.
The last touch of the slanting sun in winter, slowly falling in the deepest part of the western sky, the dense undercurrent into the market, the birch trees outside the window are still, there is no trace of wind disturbance, only the darkness that slowly shrouds, the night falls, the street lamps in the distance leave a faint dim and soft light.
Time, always inadvertently reminds of one's identity and position, warns oneself that life is rare to be confused, guard yourself, guard your heart, put your heart in a pure land, and gently wipe it for yourself in your leisure time, so as not to be contaminated with too much dust.
Don't let yourself indulge in the grievances and strife of the world, in the moment of bowing your head, pick up a pure self, the sky is its original color, the earth is its natural and open-minded purity, just a passerby, or a fallen leaf.
Life does not need to confess, let alone prove itself, no need to please anyone, let alone please anyone, just do yourself well, take care of yourself, is the most valuable embodiment of life.
Life in the world, choose the way of life that suits you, whether rich or poor, young or old, whether you live together or alone, be yourself freely, no deception, no cunning, everything is restored to the original appearance, you can cherish your own existence incomparably, and allow yourself to be unrestrained, which is the best interpretation of life.
The darkness of the winter night gradually envelops the whole world, don't set limits for yourself at any time, but make a small wish for yourself, and then, quietly work hard, hoping to have a touch of your own glory on the pure land of your soul, and illuminate the rest of your life on the road of life.
Since then, the world is extremely tolerant and open-minded, their own dedication and persistence to love need real sincerity and patience, at the corner of life, will definitely meet the best self, and then, silently tell yourself in your heart: the future can be expected.
Be yourself, in the narrow place of time, through the time and space tunnel, allow yourself to be yourself, allow others to be others, the beauty of a gentleman, pat the dust on your body, shake your spirit, in this peaceful night, and the wind blows a gentle breath, I can clearly feel the purity of the day today, look up and meet the tenderness, remember that our dreams have never changed!