But sometimes, I envy a certain rock band from the bottom of my heart, and I also want to stand on the stage and yell at the microphone, knowing that this will be disbanded with the end of youth, and who cares if it will become famous; Dyed my hair colorful, but it doesn't prevent me from being a pure-hearted young man who gave up his seat to an old man and a pregnant woman on the bus; trying to retaliate against the person who bullied me and put on my shoes, threw him to the ground, beat him, Then turn the audience into a chaotic party, waiting for JC to check my ID card; I want to talk about a vigorous and ecstatic love, so I don't wait until I'm too old to lament; I ripped off the dress I didn't like and put on an unruly one The coat...
But, in the end, we chose to compromise with our parents and rationality, so we watched the young man who was madly burning with admiration and moved the memories of the growth rings, and finally wasted on the blind date. Being bound to the point of losing our true self, and not daring to struggle, how afraid we are of losing our existing comfort and fear of change.
At the end of the day, just saying, oh, they're so cute, they do what we most want to do and are afraid to do. Carrying our rebellious color, swaying the most real tears in my heart. But no, I can't do this, I hide them all, play a well-behaved and obedient character, reluctantly let others fulfill their dreams, and then get on the bus, follow the rules, and occasionally follow your own choice, the biggest reward.
I really like BS's own well-behaved. So after a lapse of four years, I picked up the pen and started writing.
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