Essay Collection
1. This book is prose, so if you don't like it, don't read it.
2. The author's writing style is just average. If you want to scold him, just be gentle.
3. Don't compare yourself with writers who are like gods. Both sides are unhappy, and I am unhappy too (;_;)
4.! ! ! The more important thing is that the author hasn't read much prose. If something is wrong, please tell me and I can correct it right away! ! !
5. I write this article just to help everyone!
It doesn't take you back, it only teaches you to gaze. Watch the morning dew turn into a rolling Milky Way on the spider web, watch the pen handwriting on old letters being fed inch by inch by the sunset, showing the tooth marks swallowed by time.
It leaves you in the wilderness of the moment. Your mother's cough is mixed with the ticking of the old-fashioned wall clock. On the subway glass, your profile is superimposed and passed through countless past selves. Existence is the resonance of countless "nows".
You become your own archaeologist. Rubbing palm prints in the moss of the broken wall of childhood, and salvaging last night's conversation from a bowl of cool tea soup. Each fragment is a beacon leading to the complete maze.
Eventually, the raft will disappear. You find yourself standing in the middle of the water, and time passes gently by your ankles. Those salvaged moments have silently become a new river bed in your body.
Intention: study hard and make progress every day, that's it, salute! ! !