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| "What color is loneliness? "Transparent, even the pigment eludes him." On August 19, 2016, with my heavy backpack, I entered a strange school with no family or friends. On August 25, after the military training, I returned home with my backpack on my back. It's like a short break on a long journey. I said, actually that is really good, there are young head teachers, even the military training to accompany our five days of the drill officers have a lovely side. But, in the bustling crowd, lively, happy, but I chose loneliness and loneliness. My friends often ask me why I like being alone. Maybe this question is for me in the past. I confessed that it was a silent cover, a helpless escape. The vicissitudes of human affairs, things are different, inevitably sometimes can lose oneself. But for me now, is not to endure, but I know to enjoy the loneliness. Have should be brave to accept, and keep this loneliness, in any case, can be free from any temptation, any fetter, in the river, flying between the world. The night has taken away the breath of light, left the infinite horizon, left me silence. In a hurry, but also in a hurry, the wind quietly came, like the wind quietly left. People walk, flowers fall, grass withered, water flow, birds fly, bustling street, there is only a sign of solitary. Loneliness is like an ice cube without added sugar. The outside is very cold, and there is a touch of ice sweetness inside. And I, like ice, like to enjoy loneliness. Like rainy night, do not turn on the light, quietly leaning on the bed, behind the open Windows, breezes, from time to time a few light rain spots jump in, cool, very enjoy. I love the night when everything is silent, the streets are empty, when the lights are dim, when I walk alone under the lantern, when I open my heart to hear the beauty of music and let my mind drift. Loneliness, over time, I have become accustomed to. I like being alone, or hate being boisterous. I am tired of the dancing and dancing of the characters in every scene of life. Only loneliness gives me a false sense of reality and peace. In this short few decades of life, perhaps everyone's life will have a period of time to be excluded from others, classes, eating, sleeping, going alone, in this lonely time or change themselves into the collective, or gradually drift away. We don't know what strange creatures man is. Why is it easy to target a person, blame a person, even cheat and hurt a person. It's as if what most people approve of is right, and what most people look like is standard, so the few remaining people are necessarily wrong. It is wrong not to love talking, wrong not to laugh, wrong to have bad grades, wrong to have bad sports So deserved to be laughed at and bullied. But who defines right and wrong? Always bear too much, like a big stone to increase the pressure on themselves, and then do not know how to throw away the useless, so more and more pile up, in the end, other people's casual words will be the last straw over the camel. I am still a bit timid. Although I did say to myself that I want to change, forcing myself to look up to people, forcing myself to talk to others and laugh more, I thought that I pretended to be very good, even if a little crazy does not matter, but in fact, my heart is always nervous, always stretching a string that cannot bear the force. And then, finally, loneliness. Loneliness is a state, loneliness is a state of mind, loneliness is not pitiful, loneliness does not need human identification. Loneliness is a part of life. If you don't enjoy loneliness, you won't enjoy life. I will never envy those who are perfect, I feel my loneliness is a part of my sky. Life, ups and downs, loneliness is the norm, learn to enjoy loneliness, every day there is a rainbow. |
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