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Chapter 786 My Life 6

Who did I meet at the age of 18? Who did I meet me again?

I was so simple at that time, many things

I don't know

Don't care

Just don't want to be petty

Don't want to expose you

Then please be lying to me

Please be careful too

God, please forgive her

She's very tired and doesn't want to do it anymore

I can't find her here

I don't rely on myself

If my memories are like a video

My youth is like a pop song

My dream is an island that will never be found

My life is like a novel

All have this different story

I must find the strap I had when I was 18 years old

I must replay it again

Then I'll choose

Rent a small movie and go home for the New Year

When you can't sleep at night, you always like to hit your head against the wall

Touched for half a month

Finally realized something

Good habits are not developed

My brain is broken and it's not working

Now I find myself dying of lazy

Looking forward, looking forward, looking forward to your arrival...

Once, in the summer when I was 18 years old, the ignorant boy who was remembering at Chuchu was a girl with a unique voice. We went through many difficulties together, and I accompanied her and let me learn a lot of things. At this time, I also saw society, and I also understood that this society was so cruel and so unfair to many people. The girl's clear solo was fascinated and dreamy; in the years without a recorder, I tried my best to be able to be closer to the voice that touched my heart, and closer...

It was an era when there were no fans. My parents hated me for a sudden intoxication and worried about my studies. They used all the high-pressure methods for this, but all the oppression only made me more persistent. But I didn't persist. At that time, I was still very knowledgeable about this music, but this could only help her write the lyrics. It would be impossible for me to sing, but what she sang was different. No matter what she sang, it was so nice.

God instructed in the youth; God instructed in the flower sacrifice era; that was the real glory in my memory. At that time, I was really talented, but it was an era that was destined to destroy people. At that time, no matter what you like, my parents thought that you were not doing your job properly, and as long as you leave learning, they were playing with anything you left. They were all my own way of escaping this learning, and they were all hated by my parents, although the background was always gray and dim sky; I always stayed on the impermanent road of life, but because of the girl's singing, I didn't feel lonely, helpless, and desolate.

Now it seems that our dreams were already dead when we were 18 years old. My own story and my ambitions came, and I have grown old in the story; and I am also vicissitudes of life; I thought I had long been invincible, and I had already practiced a peerless martial arts, dealing with the right and wrong in life every day, facing all kinds of different people, even if they are just mantis blocking the car, nothing can make me stronger. Dreams collapse in an instant, because I am afraid of dreams, because I am afraid of life, because I am afraid of facing various difficulties and tortures. Yes, I believe that I am already strong enough to build thick icebergs in my heart and isolate all glitz and embarrassment.

However, when the girl carrying the guitar started singing in his gentle and clear voice, my heart was instantly broken. Such a chaotic past, such old dreams gradually woke up in Chu Sheng's singing... And when the girl was about to perform on the same stage, I didn't dare to come up, I was afraid that others would laugh at me. I was afraid that I would be laughed at me. I was afraid that I would be ridiculed and hurt the girl. She said it was okay, it didn't matter if I didn't sing well, as long as I dared to stand on this big stage. But I didn't, but I was timid. I thought that in that day, I would be destined to be cowardly for the rest of my life. Time and space seemed to be condensed and compressed into a line, and the past would be freely shuttled tonight. The outside world, from my expectation of being young and not happy to sing to the wonderfulness of spring and autumn fruits, in a trance, I don't know whether I should sigh or be glad?

Now, I am only moved by one voice, which is the sound of the past; no matter how the space flows, I always love only one person. It is simple and simple, just like the flowers blooming at that time!!!

I thought I was adult, and this girl came. I thought she was very inspiring. Although this life was very hard, this life was fulfilling. This was something I could not do. Later, I learned that she had no father when she was 16 years old. She had to go to the bar to sing, take good care of her mother, and support that broken home. She had no good conditions, but she never gave up. She kept pursuing her dream of music and challenging herself. She reminded me of Kuafu who was chasing the sun and Jingwei who was in Tianhai. I was also born in a peasant family in a small countryside. The family had always lived in an old house built in the 1950s with only a few dozen square meters.

I am not afraid of hardship or loss. Finally, with my super-level performance, I was admitted to Mameng University. Later, I came to the city to work hard. My efforts were not to prove how great I was. I just want everyone to know that the children of ordinary families are ambitious and I can do it myself. Compared with the girls of that era, I feel that I am really happy and lucky. I am ashamed of not being able to cherish my precious time during college, and regret not being able to face my own opportunities seriously. She is a mirror, letting me know that I am not filial to my parents, not working hard enough for my career and studies, and not having enough requirements for myself.

The younger sister next door was admitted to university as she wished. On the farewell platform, I wanted to say something to my sister with tears in my eyes. My sister's mother said: Stop thinking about her anymore, go and do something other meaningful. I really don't know what I thought at that time, and I was reluctant at that time, and I didn't work hard at that time, and others got through the exam. Only I was not doing my best, and I stayed here, and now my incompetence also affected my mood at this time. This is the price of youth. Maybe we paid too much, but we never got anything. This is the only thing left to us by our ridiculous life.

At the age of 19, I went to college and started my decadent college career. I really wanted this second love to start my life. When I was a freshman, there was a girl, a sister and a senior sister who wanted to recognize me as my younger brother. I thought this was the second spring of my life. She bought me a small bun and had dinner on Valentine's Day. She sat in front of my bicycle in white clothes and staged her youth. You hugged me, I rode a bike, and we galloped in every corner of the campus. Everyone thought we were lovers, and I thought so too. What was the result?

The senior sister said that a heart can only tolerate one person, but that person is not me, but her senior brother. He said that his senior brother is so handsome.

I said what about me? Am I not handsome anymore?

The senior sister told me: Forget it!

I said, "Are you going to deceive yourself in your heart?" If I am not handsome, who else can be considered handsome?

The senior sister told me: Senior brother is the handsome man, you are the handsome man of your younger brother, this is different, this is different, and this is the difference between a man and this man.

Well, after hearing her words, my heart was completely broken, and this heart could no longer be restored. This was simply broken, not ordinary broken! She just wanted to recognize a younger brother, but didn't think I was a man. I was too unacceptable to this society, and I couldn't understand my sister's mood of looking for a younger brother. In the end, I could only be messy. You say this, just talk about friends, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, is so unlucky, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, is a woman who can't afford to hurt me.

Are you training me? I am afraid that I will come to this cruel society, handsome people like me. There will be many people who will hurt kind people like us, so you all come to train me in advance. At that time, I was so sad that I was in a mess and in pain. I really don’t know where the mistake happened. I would make such jokes. Later, we separated, the unhappy one. After graduating from college, we went our separate ways and never contacted each other again. I will always be one of your younger brothers. College romance is often a dream, and not many can come naturally. This is what we really don’t know what we thought at that time. After thinking about it, the most unforgettable thing that he sent to his evening study was so delicious. This is also what I enjoyed. The best thing this girl gave me to eat.

At the age of 23, I became smart and passionate, and wanted to find a "four-have newcomer", because I am also a four-have newcomer, who is stylish (needless to say), with money (loan), car (bicycle), and house (living with my parents for 40 square meters), or simply being a god-level figure like this national husband, my requirements will not be so high, it would be good to become a village-level figure, and I don't want to be a town-level figure anymore. I can't become a person like a national husband. But that fate is not prepared for a person like me, so I lowered my requirements and wanted to marry a rich woman. Later, I saw too many stories about princesses and frog princes. The key is that when I met the princess, I was still a frog, and I was really helpless. What do you think I should do?

So I can only be hit by this reality again and again, and I am forced to lower the standards. I have no money, tall and beautiful, at least I am pleasing to the eye. After dating such women, I have been so ugly that I look better than me, and I am so beautiful that I am so ugly that I am so ugly that I am so sad that I am so ugly that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so ugly that I am so sad that I am so embarrassed that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so embarrassed that I am so embarrassed that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so ugly that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so sad
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