Cai Kangyong once said that we have been driven to the peak of boredom...

Jesse 2022-01-27 08:21:49

First stretch out one left hand, then one right hand; pass the left hand to the right hand, and then pass the right hand to the left hand; if you want to get bored, you can stretch out the right hand first. Or if you get bored again, you can count, from not counting to having, and then counting down a star. At the end of the day, if you still feel annoyed, then you are truly hopeless. Then point at your nose in the mirror and scold your mother. After laughing or crying again, there will always be something left behind. When thinking about life now, it always feels like a lot of trouble. It takes a lot of energy. When one color touches another When we have one color, in fact, as long as we can eat, drink, and sleep, you will find that our life seems to have a law. At that time, you don't want to fight with anyone, and remember that you must not think too much. If you want to talk, just hide in the toilet and get angry, or you can talk about it after you think about it.

Or think about it and only say half of it. Look up to see if it's raining, and save half of it to perfunctory friends or to deal with the remaining half of the enemy; the rest of the energy can also think of colorful banknotes and foreign bare-ass women; thinking of wives and children, in the refrigerator Half a rotten bread, a cat with a fishbone stuck in its throat, a dog that took away half a pair of socks; I remembered the socks that I hadn't washed for half a month, and a patch my wife once put on; I waited until my wife left. The most time to look at the paintings on the wall, or take the opportunity to harass and rob the female neighbor on the opposite side... When I think about it, I feel that all of this is so necessary! Day by day, we make fun of life in the same way we make fun of love.

When we live, we have to ponder the virginity of our wives behind our backs; we are sophisticated and sometimes simple, as if we were born no longer young. Occasionally we also burst into tears, when the night wind was quietly blowing the window lattice; this occasionally felt as if we were lost, and suddenly woke up with a nightmare to see another person.

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