Life is a mass of desires, and if desires are not satisfied, they will be miserable, and if they are satisfied, they will be bored. Life oscillates between pain and boredom. ―Arthur Schopenhauer.

Life is a mass of desires, and when desires are satisfied, they are bored = boring gods.

Passers-by said: So life is a process, there are some small nodes in the process of measuring the phased results of your life, and after the small nodes are completed, they will continue to move forward until the process of death is not over.

Where you have never breathed, in the sea of hearts, the night sky of the beautiful moon, your face appears, the thoughts that have never shouted when you play the piano, the green grassland hangs in the sky, concentrating and listening to the gentleness in the indifference, the red jumping and excited sound, the shadow touches itself, the phantom tells the dream, the eyes that have never bowed their heads, the garden of the fresh and exotic land, the concept of losing paradise, the romance has no tick, the old sorrow, who has floated in the miao, not you and not I am the dragon Yin Xiaoyun.

Peking University New Media: It is said that the video comes from a natural wonder captured by a Norwegian photographer who has been sleepless for seven days. Looking at such beauty, I instantly feel that life is full of hope. Good night and good dreams.

Nature and nature.

Han Han: My friend in the car said, ", what kind of way is this, is he born to sing like this?" I said, it shouldn't be like this, he did it on purpose. My friend said, "Then why does he want to sing like this?" I said, I'll give you the phone number of Comrade Zuo Xiaozu Mantra, you go and ask him, I can't sit next to you sadly. "Satirical lyrical", "not only satirical, but also self-deprecating, mocking love, marriage, war."

"OneSummer's Day" is like the sky after the rain, suddenly brightened. From the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film "Spirited Away", Hisaishi composed the music. Hearing this song, does it remind you of a sad but meaningful summer?

It suddenly occurred to me that I had never met someone who really liked reading, traveling, or working. Music, movie girls, that's enough to explain why I haven't pursued girls, right?

Although he has written eight love letters to eight girls known at different times, including this music love letter on Weibo. I wrote love letters because only love letters have a trace of enthusiasm for writing, and it is a pity that none of my friends have the same personality interests as me.

As the higher the realm, the more casual the artistic conception becomes, and now I can't figure out what is enough to move my heart.

Heart. The world moves, the heart does not move, and everything is dead. Look at it from your own perspective. From the perspective of God's own self-proclaimedness, all beings shine for a short time, and then disappear after the most dissipation, and on this ball, at most, thoughts are struggling, and freedom is evolving, no matter how much it evolves. Unless you find something that transcends thought, and unless you are eternal and eternal, time is to enjoy it.

Tired, old. Deserve. Hey, don't do that. Who teaches you more and more perfunctory. I'm sorry. No, I don't. Napoleon sleeps three hours a day, and many humans admire him. Why don't you admire me when I don't sleep for an hour? you, people are heroes, you are pawns. Oh, then I'd better not be pushy. Die early and live early, ha, ha. It's weird, why are you so ruthless tonight, you shouldn't be jealous. Yes, don't stink. Good night.

Dragon, you don't feel like every day feels like déjà vu. It's not just déjà vu, it's almost the same, Luo. The height of the Tao is only one foot, but the height of the magic is one zhang, what I heard before, from the author of eternal life. What concept. Your thinking is full of questioning sentences, and you and I have a generation gap. Hehe, okay! You're an old man, who taught you that you have a thousand-tose mind. Oh, if you say it casually, you should be serious, and if you say it seriously, you will be a butterfly. It's been a long time since you've flipped through a book with your hands. What about you. Busy.

On a hot afternoon, I ran from Taipei Neihu to the East District, then from the East District to Ximending, and the West District ran to Beitou's Shipai and Tianmu, and then went back to Neihu and ran half of Taipei!

The hands of the motorcycle are worn out of the skin, the butt hurts, but fortunately it is just a work trip, if you go around Taiwan, there should be more scars, so friendly Min used a motorcycle to go around Taiwan at the age of eighteen (Taiwanese law is only allowed to ride a motorcycle at the age of eighteen) Taiwan's heartbeat.

In the evening, I thought I had rested, my friend Ah Fa went to play cards, entrusted me with the work, and then went to the East Lake of Neihu, and then went to Xizhi, and finally went to Nangang, and finally returned to the company in Neihu at this moment

It's really half of Taipei, dizzy, I feel like a delivery man today, a postman, Huangpu is deep in love - rain falls in the town. The window listened to the sound of the wind, and the lamp under the eaves swayed before asking, who is so serious about the reincarnation of the memorial arch outside the village?

The rushing blood was still, and I followed in, and when I was wandering, the classical angel pulled me up, and I didn't resist, and the consciousness of the god of war disappeared, so let's wander in heaven!

Entering the dream, a shining and inlaid red horn and beautiful goddess floated forward, it was you, it was your tender eyes like water, with sad eyes, penetrating and extracting from my heart, burning instantly, recondensing a trace of the will of the god of war, resuming, breathing, leaving heaven.

Quietly brewing a pot of tea, getting rid of it after the complicated, it's really much better, hehe! Watching Wukong Biography during the day, there is like looking at the taste of oneteen-year-old oneself, like a philosophical Buddhist book, a little sad and that sadness, maybe only you Luo Xiaoyun can help me rescue it! If I can't get rid of it, I will be hit, the teacher once said that I am a great philosopher and belong to the unaccompanied, seventeen is a turning point, and nineteen is a milestone, farewell to the past.

The loneliest love letter in Chinese history, hehe! This is my thoughts at the age of seventeen, written at the age of nineteen, simplified 140 words last year, there should be a very long story in the impression, and it also proves that the teenager I love to imagine so much, now I go back to unimaginable, the victory is that my state of mind is completely different, even more indifferent!

After a thousand years, maybe I can only say maybe, you peep, peek into the future like that day, touch the mystery, know too much is not as simple as not know, don't know is much simpler, but it also shows that it does not evolve, after a thousand years, you and I don't care what comes from, this stupidity comes from love? What is love?

During the day, I heard relatives visiting, and I heard my father chatting with distant relatives, mentioning that he himself got married in his twenties, why I didn't even have a girlfriend, it spoiled me, and said that I was introduced by relatives, and said that I didn't want to be too picky about a female bank supervisor last time (fainted, generation gap) and said that I didn't talk to him, oops, I knew that I would continue to stay in the old home, and my ears were not clean!

It seems to touch the realm of saints and demons at the same time, this blowing, destroying, urging people's time, it is really the flowers that will be the same next year, youth dance music, dream locks, heart rivers, waiting for someone to open the crossing, spitting out the dust and smoke of confusion.

I laughed, she thought she was sorry for me, she was embarrassed to tell me, I didn't care about all this, all I cared about was whether someone was happy or not, and I was worried about not being able to bring her a happy smile and everything that was beautiful.

Listening to the song: After a long time, the memories are silent in time, the wind to the south no longer blows, my love continues, in the photos with you, in the days without you, I began to get used to indulging in love, because I will worry about whether I am so lucky every time in such a night, because I will worry that I love you more than myself, because I will worry that there is no news of you, because I will worry that you will leave, and think quietly about you in the wind outside the window.

The popularity of the same era has become an old song, no wonder some people call me an old dragon, it is time to accept the fact of aging, can I meet someone who is willing to accompany me before aging, meet the person who falls in love?

I don't know if I have worked hard to write a musical love letter to the whimsical tetralogy? If it is compared to the past, it is not hard at all! If it refers to that little thing in music, it is hard work, because in the past I have not said much about musical things, in the past I only felt, I did not say or write, no matter how much I wrote without a glance at you, I only felt endless loneliness, what is loneliness? It doesn't matter, the important thing is that I have loneliness, in fact, I want to have you, but that is extravagant!

Mo Yan won the Nobel Prize in Literature, to be honest, I don't have any special joy or even feelings, but it's always good! After all, the king of literature in my heart is such as Jin Yong, Huang Yi and the like, besides, in the evaluation of people, I give a higher score to people with blood and character than literary people, and I also say that the values of the Western world are not the same as mine, just like Nobel, who is lowly enough to take him as his name, idiot Europeans and Americans, listening to the wind, blowing away a bush of fallen leaves.

There are many kings, such as you, worthy of the king in photography and selfies, for example, I am not the king of freedom in the eyes of my friends, that is the appearance, I am the king of the unphased in my soul, but in order to communicate with you, I have to say that I am proud of the king, a world of the world has a world of the world, I am basically not afraid of everything, life and death, ghosts and gods are not afraid, there is no fear, then the soul will go to the king, the so-called real superior is like this, Ha Lu Ha. (To be continued.) )