
Me Amid the Storm
风雨里的我
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 227k Words
- Genre
- Urban
- Subgenre
- Urban Everyday
- Updated
- 1y ago
- Source
- Fanqie
Synopsis
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Share your experiences and experiences with each other, encourage each other, and make progress together. Memory is a thin book that carries time. When you flip through it gently, dust will rise in your eyes. Along with the setting sun, it is like the fragmented passage of time... Your world is a song whose melody I have forgotten; my loneliness makes me unable to cry. Your vicissitudes, the prosperity and desolation I encountered on the way, I sang repeatedly, but it became the sadness that cannot stop in the years... Looking back suddenly, I can no longer express it. Over the years, I have gradually come to understand that no matter what status, value, posture, or age, as a woman, I believe that women don't have to be beautiful, but they must be kind. You don't have to be talented, but you need to read some books. You don't have to speak in detail, but you must have moral integrity. You don't have to have outstanding temperament, but you must be gentle and virtuous. The most important thing is to be a warm woman, a woman who can warm the people around her and make the people around her warm. Although life is short, the process left for life is long and rich in content. However, in the short and long process, along with the experience of happiness, countless troubles, countless pains, countless humiliations, countless oppressions, and even the soul facing death countless times, all circle, accumulate, renew, and pass by in a hurry from your life. Happiness is the highest level of life pursuit, happiness is the greatest reward in life, happiness is everyone's gratitude for life after coming to this world, and happiness is your new understanding and new experience of the people around you. There is a beautiful distance in everyone's heart. No matter how big we grow or how far we go, beautiful things are not only hovering in our hearts, but also in the distance that you can't reach. You can look at the sky, and the distant thoughts tempt you, full of happy longing for tomorrow, the future, and your future. This is the comfort that the life around you cannot give, this is the tenderness that the life in front of you cannot show. Beauty is in the distance, it is the beauty that a strange feeling gives you; this is a place you cannot reach, just like you cannot reach the world of fairy tales, but can only stare at the paradise composed of pictures and words through the thick wooden fence. In fact, what is the distance? Is the beauty in the distance as you imagine? Is the beauty in the distance as beautiful as you imagined? Designs and ideals are always beautiful dreams, and the distance is precisely a design of life emotions, the arrival of the ideal pursued by life. Everyone's eyes will feel eternal happiness, always standing somewhere else. Real happiness is found elsewhere. The scenery elsewhere, the life elsewhere, the men and women elsewhere, and even the emotions elsewhere, as if standing far away, become an ideal that transcends reality, is extremely nourishing, and with appreciation, becomes an ideal that is extremely tempting. We often find our own unhappy life in the happiness of others, find the beautiful outer layer of things after paint dyeing, and find the sweetness in an illusion.
The real feeling is around you Is there a sequel?