endless roses

Chapter 103 Word Magic
The child by the seaside didn't find the most beautiful shell, so he sat down and spread his hands, saying, "I won't look for it anymore! I don't want it any more!"

Sitting down for a while, seeing the beauty of the sparkling waves, hearing the calls of seabirds, and the waves crashing towards the shore, I was fascinated again.Forget what I said, forget the shells, and linger on the scenery at this moment.

"Nothing matters", "Everything cares", "It's all bullshit"... The depression is real, the attraction is real, and I said it, the state of mind cannot be denied.These scenes of making trouble or laughing are all moments.If there is a castle, mine must be flashing, the lightning on a thunderstorm night, the flint fire disappearing in the blown leaves, sometimes there, sometimes not.Among the lightning and flint, the moments that have never been bright are taken away by time and forgotten.Thus, each moment has the illusion of eternity.

Tang Ji said: I am very worried. You are becoming more and more like Uncle Su. It doesn’t matter if you say nothing, but do you really care so much?Your words are magical, fascinating and confusing, and will inevitably be criticized, so don't follow your father's old path.

Sometimes I got into a predicament, and it was obviously inappropriate, such as "I don't want shells!", and I was about to erase it, but I couldn't bear it anymore.It is a slight scolding thrown away by a child, but it also happened in that scene, and denying it is like obliterating it.Good, bad, serious, playful, brooding or loud, here you go, just sit down.

Occasionally tired, occasionally excited, sometimes talking about dreams and ramblings in a serious manner, sometimes jokingly talking about worries, pretending to be true and sometimes false, false and real are intertwined, there is no need to delve into the hazy things, after the fog is dispelled, it may be even The owner himself will be disappointed.It turned out that there was nothing here.This fog is some kind of word magic, the master said: "I don't know what's going on."

When the mind wants to speak, I take a bench and let it sit down and speak slowly; at other times, I want to talk, and then call it over.

Father, it's not that I want to go his way, nor that I don't want to, but that I haven't thought of this person for a long time...

If we talk about similarity, it's probably not that I resemble him, but that this person does have a bit of idealism that loves to clamor. In the past, I saw him as more or less romantic, but later I found out that I regarded him as romantic.My eyes have also beautified too many things, and I can realize it, so I don't pay much attention to specific and real things, and I don't have much expectation.Pale things can be seen out of thin air, so it's a rose filter.

If he knew that he was so romantic, he would probably be surprised: "I didn't know that I am so capable."

Sometime
(End of this chapter)