I found a very serious thing today. For the first time in my life, I felt that I couldn’t write anything. Before, whether it was writing an essay I wanted to write or an essay to make money, I only had two troubles here: I don’t want to write and I don’t have time to write. . I also often pretend to talk to my friends, and I don't have the three words "can't write" here. But, today, at this moment, I found that I have been staring at the blank word for two days, and I can't write a single word to support my family. Could it be that the curse of the editors I dragged has been fulfilled, that I have really reached the bottleneck period of exhaustion of inspiration?
So I always tell that person, don't always live in chains, just live in the moment. Then, someone came back with a face of justice, you don't always brainwash me, it's useless. You look at a lot of things and you think that there will be opportunities for a long time, but you are suddenly told that your balance has been used up, life is like this, emotions are even more, not to mention the seemingly non-existent inspiration?
Of course, all of the above is nonsense.
There are several things that have happened recently that can be well written about:
The first is to add a few readers, both male and female. Everyone will share their daily life with me, chat with me occasionally, and there are also special and wonderful stories. Some of them are explicitly forbidden by the parties to write, and some of them are reluctant to tell her. The story, tell the truth, is very difficult for someone like me who likes to talk in tree holes...
The second thing is that I have been socializing a lot recently. I will meet new friends and reminisce with old people. I found that if some people are of the same kind, even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers in the middle of the gap, as long as there is a little chance, a little chat After three sentences, you will get the feeling of seeing each other late in the legend. In addition, a big brother I met in the workplace in the first half of the year, honestly does not deceive me. It turns out that there are many things that are unnecessary to say, because you want others to know you, and there is no need to tell him everything on your mind. There is no need to forcefully ask stupid questions, just shut your mouth, look with your eyes, feel with your heart, and you will feel whether he is happy or disgusted. Of course, what I said is a bit cloudy. The interpretation of the psychological metaphysics under the flyover of my best friend is that if you feel the body language of the other party, the words will lie, and the expressions may be misunderstood, but the body is always the most honest. For example It means that people who can give up the best social distance sitting opposite to you and choose someone who doesn’t feel awkward sitting in the row with you to eat is definitely undefended.
The third thing is, I finished reading the Talking Talk trilogy. The order I watched was "Love Before Sunset and Dusk", which was very in line with my current greasy middle-aged stage. The most beautiful life is just a little bit of seeking without regret, a little bit of disillusionment, and then I just remember the moonlight in my memories, The happiest look. Later, I watched "Love Before Dawn". To tell the truth, although I have been ridiculed by my peers for being unrealistic and naive, I was playing late at night with the handsome guy I met on the train with whom I had a good chat. Sorry, I The first reaction was the trap in "Hurricane Rescue", so my male readers always said that I was very cautious. Thinking about it, I was excited to go to Jinan East to pick up Fox with pocket money that I had saved for a long time. At that moment, I never thought about it. Worrying about the murderer or the pervert, I watched the person who I had been chatting with for five or six years walk down from the computer screen and bring his cool girlfriend. To tell the truth, except for a bit of cheating, we Just like an old friend who has returned for many years, there are endless conversations, endless memes, and even I suddenly find out that there are some things I know that his girlfriend doesn't know. At that time, I may also have Dare to stage "Love Before Dawn". It's just that we lived to be "Love Before Midnight" after all. We would argue with our partners until we forgot that we might be disheveled, and we would not close the toilet when we went to the toilet. I know clearly that changing another one is the same, and he (she) is always a good person, but we all slowly forget the feeling of blush and heartbeat back then. We are in a plain marriage, no matter how we kill each other and pity ourselves, he will think how the girl in those days has become such a critical and hysterical ordinary woman, and the angry look is terrible. She would think, I used to be a girl with poetry and distance, with sparkling eyes, now I can only have a diaper in one hand, a frying pan in the other, blurred face, sad to not dress up, dress up and ridiculous, boring day after day , How to escape, do you live to the end of menopause at a glance, and live to the point where you can only dance square dance to kill the few remaining lives? The saddest thing is that we finally became the kind of elders we once patted our chests and would never become, all divorces, all disagreements and starting all over again, it's all bragging and arguing, we don't have a choice , I can only look at the partner of raising a child who has to compromise with a face of decadence, thinking, this life, let's do it, and whether it is still a different ups and downs, the same formula of life trilogy, and take a stable marriage , Beloved child, is it worth it to exchange the love that may only be touched perfectly for one night?
Maybe we won't do this kind of losing money again after the age of 20.
Therefore, I don't have much motivation to make new friends, because old friends are good enough, those close friends who I used to approach recklessly and wholeheartedly at the best of times, the most innocent and courageous years, maybe he (she) It's not good enough, it's just that the timing of the meeting was too perfect, and with a little filter of memories, I want to have these, and it is bearable to go on alone.
Even if new friends mean new feelings and a bigger perspective on life, there is not much left for my sincerity. I would rather keep my memories and recall the past over and over again, rather than risking a stab in my heart. When we still have a glass marble, we think we are the children of lifelong friends. After all, we have grown to the point where we start to age.
And love, love may have always been a laughing stock. Just like the orgasm experiment discussed in "When Love Comes At Midnight", scientists have invented a neural transmission system. The experimental mice will have an instant orgasm as long as they touch a button. Therefore, the mice keep touching them frantically. until the climax to death. Love may be that meaningless button, it's just a little unnecessary trick after human beings have reproduced for a long time, in addition to the physiological attributes responsible for inheriting the lineage. Maybe based on this trick, we are willing to approach those who follow us. People of the opposite sex who obviously do not live on the same planet, because of a little hormones, they will find our Martian language pleasant, and we will think that the Mercury language they speak is the sound of the world, until we finally find out that we were originally different species that could never communicate and understand. , I'm sorry, the sperm and the egg have already met, and the common child has taken over the love and become another strong bond of marriage. Since it's boring to see each other, going to bed is like going to the grave, we also have to hold one piece to die, and we have to be buried together when we die. Achievement A false name for a lifetime of love.
I don't know why I would write such an illogical rant.
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