In July, troubles are like lotus, which can't bear much troubles and grievances. The whimpering storm raid is the troubled generate. Heart, gradually bid farewell to the east wind, reconciliation with the drizzle, into the shadow of the sunset, a wisp of ethereal.
In July, I acted in a hurry and was always moved. A vague future, will you get lost? Finally, am I alone?
I really took part in a whole basketball game on July 1 day (although I organized it myself and there was no audience). I remember when I was in the fifth grade of primary school, I only played for two minutes in all competitions. At that time, the jersey was the Lakers jersey, and I chose the number "4" by mistake. Later, I chose the number "4" without hesitation, and "4" has unconsciously become my lucky number. In this game, I have many mistakes and shortcomings, which are made up bit by bit. I did it four times, but it was always a little short. I am really not confident. This is a habit. It's pathetic.
On the afternoon of July 2, I sat alone in the canteen for more than 2 hours. Read the novel Xu Sanguan Selling Blood. How stupid and ironic this book is. However, in reality, I don't feel lonely, just don't want to go back to the dormitory. I really don't want to go back to the dormitory. I went to play basketball again in the evening. I played basketball for several days until it was dark. But practicing every day has not improved much. In the evening, I gave the girl a notebook, blue and small, as cute as her. I haven't given anything to others in person for a long time. I'm very upset and embarrassed. I waited for her in the canteen early. My favorite Brazil is on the TV in the canteen. It's empty. 10 arrive 10: 50 I sat alone and watched the first half of the game alone. I'm ready to leave, thinking: wait outside for ten minutes, and I'll leave if she doesn't come. At this moment, she sent me a message. It suddenly occurred to me that the so-called coincidence is just the result of a person's ulterior motives. This may be punctuality. I like it very much. I handed it to her, and she said it was a postcard, and I smiled. Actually, I'm still nervous. I also have a lot to say. I'll keep it for later. The days are still long. It's just my own fault. I didn't say much. Hey, how could I be so stupid? She should have been sent to the dormitory door. When I typed these words, I realized that I didn't eat (when I went to the canteen, it was closed. )
On July 3rd, I stayed with that girl for several hours. Of course, I am stubborn. I just read a book for a long time relatively quietly and rarely talked to her. I'm sorry that I treat every friend around me like this. It will be the same in the future.
On July 4th, I said where to go and who to be with are very important. In the past years, you and I, we are both cherishing the traces left by each other's existence. I made an appointment and came to Dayu Park. This is a wedding theme park. Is it out of place for us superficial people who don't understand romance? Every time I am with money, why are there so many topics? Maybe this is called complementarity.
I kept learning and growing in writing those vulgar words, and got the first payment for media articles. I was a little excited.
I'm glad to talk with those old friends for a long time.
On July 7th, I watched I can't love you for the third time from 20 1 1 to 20 18. Watching it again is my feeling. It is a habit to watch an episode every day. I feel different every time I watch it. Maybe if you want to warm it again in the future, it will feel different. What I didn't understand before, I understand now. There are some very abusive parts and some very bloody parts. The ending is very sweet, perhaps it is a little expectation of real life regret. Nobody's wrong, that's the character setting. Therefore, it is very important to put important things in important places.
On July 1 1, I volunteered to participate in the Cultural Festival of Jinning Zhenghe Tourist Area. Physical and mental exhaustion. In the morning, I visited the museum of Zhenghe Park, and felt that glad you came. It feels comfortable to do things with everyone in the afternoon. It is better to have more partners. You can make more friends through friends.
On July 12, we met again (Nan, Qian), which seemed exactly the same as last month's date. Over and over again, perhaps few people and I have emotional feelings for a song or a movie. Of course, fortunately, I will keep in mind their feelings and joy.
On July 14, I was sitting on the train home alone, with a lot of thoughts. The car is walking slowly and the scene is slowly retreating. If you don't mind your own business, this is a wonderful time in your life. A person, a window, the sky is gloomy but not disturbing, the car is noisy but not noisy, let time flow, quiet and beautiful, lonely but not lonely. Even if I am reluctant to part with the past, even if I still have enthusiasm. Come alone, go back alone. It was raining cats and dogs, and my skirt was wet. Me, on my way. On the way home, on the way back to school. I'm not good at words. I have too much beauty and hope, too much disappointment and loss. This is for freshmen.
On July 17, I knew that girl for 30 days, and I gradually became familiar with her story. The other day, she got back together with her boyfriend. Should I bless her? Maybe it should be.
On July 18, I met a high school goddess in town, and I caught a glimpse of why I was still nervous. It feels weird. I talked a lot when I went home at night. Even though I know that the topic is full of words to reduce the breakdown, I am still quite happy.
July 19, bored to read high school diaries, postcards and notes. Although I felt that the words in the diary were gloomy at that time, it was also a way to vent and talk. Keep a diary. This is an agreement. I insist as always. Open it again, as if watching someone else's life. Looking at yourself from the perspective of a third party, how can you repeatedly entangle a problem? Look at those notes. Why is it all about her? "You, whom I once cared about, really gave me too much sadness and joy." Time goes by, you and I are still you and me.
On July 2 1 day, I expected that I would grow up, but I never thought about what I really looked like when I grew up. There is no skill, only enthusiasm. Self-esteem, but also afraid of relying on others. In the past six months, I have suffered a lot and I am very sad. I returned to Kunming, a city that doesn't belong to me. Neon flashing, rows of tall buildings, I'm afraid I'll get lost in the crowd. Sleeping here with classmates is always very touching.
On July 23rd, the third day in Kunming, I couldn't find the direction. I rented my own house in a busy old city. It's so hot that I can't sleep peacefully every night, but I'm always awakened. At the beginning, it was particularly difficult to do those incompetent jobs. Back at school, I am very kind. Pessimistic and world-weary, we must learn to survive the fittest and grow up with each other.
On July 26th, I worked part-time for three days. Assembly line operation, repeating those actions, is numb and rewarding. I feel the morning rush hour, but I can't feel the speed of the city.
On July 27th, I don't know if my insistence is meaningful. In this soft city, I am looking for directions. I used to think I had a lot of things to do, but now, I flinch. For anything and anyone, I have paid more than them, and I have no return. I am tired. My heart is very tired and seriously out of balance. I failed again, and I was disappointed, from the inside out, from top to bottom. I seem to be dust in fireworks, without dazzling light, scattered silently and turned into dust in a moment.
I am still full of kindness to the world, which is the only love and care left. Forty days later, I met the girl and walked away. We haven't got to know each other yet. We were rejected again, and we were anxious to get acquainted. I don't know how I did it. Generally speaking, I didn't learn much, maybe it was my thrilling love at that moment, just a moment's love. After this time, I was afraid again.
On July 29th, I embarked on a journey home. Wandering for more than a week, always sad, bitter or secretly happy, always growing through experience. I always want to grow up quickly and be independent of this huge world. I know that all I can know is insignificant. But fortunately, I know who I should love, who I should be kind to and who I should make up for. I never look at others and the world with hostile eyes. I still believe how beautiful the world is!
On July 3 1 day, I stayed at my second aunt's house for two days. Unconsciously, it has become a second hometown and will come every year. After all, it carries too many childhood memories and the whole primary school time.
In July, I always hoped that although I was busy, there was a way home. I'm still grateful and kind.
In July, I watched other people's lives as a bystander in novels and movies. I was left to think alone.
In July, I think I'm still waiting for the puzzle of the years, and there will be your part.