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Dream and want

I thought of dream and freedom in July of 2004, which suffered many blows. For a long time, I always thought that what I longed for was just freedom, just a leisurely and loose day with my own hobbies. However, under the circumstance that the wrong filling of the volunteer form led to no chance with the undergraduate course, I felt the intense emptiness and helplessness after my dream was shattered. Finally, I understand that the so-called freedom is the relaxation and carefree after the dream is realized. Without dreams, no matter how long freedom is, it cannot make you happy. Just like a beggar on the roadside, at the corner of the street and at the end of the world, even if he is free all his life, who can say that he is full of interest? So I remembered the dream about Shanghai and the countless days when I wrote the names of those universities on the papyrus. I think of seeing Guo Jingming write about the prosperity of Shanghai in the past, seeing saliva waving in my mouth, thinking of Han Han’s publicity in Shanghai, thinking of those budding children from Shanghai, thinking of my dream about writing, do I still have the power to go to Northwest University again to sing the wish of making the world prosperous and gorgeous? Finally I came up with the connection between dream and freedom. I have been asking myself these days, are you brave enough and durable enough to hold on? I always look blank every time. Facing my friend bin, I need to be attached like a morning glory. I am always used to treating myself as a child who needs to be taken care of by others to avoid any difficulties that may occur. When I watched TV that day, I heard a few inspiring advertising words: in fact, the so-called dream-chasing is to ignite the fire for the 101th time after experiencing 100 times of despair. Let the faith persist, dream, always realization. I can. There are too many reasons pushing me into the era of continuing fighting. Shanghai, which I desire for, seems to be fresh and bright in a flash. I feel that I am just like the warrior Si Si in Zhou Jianing’s works, bravely enough to take up arms again to kill and drive away the thorns blocking my way. Then, in June of May, what kind of flowers will bloom fiercely?! Second, I don’t know what I should do to spend the summer of this year. In other words, I am always too lazy to think about such questions and just keep my mind blank at home. Since the end of June 8, my summer has begun, and I have never made any plans for it, and I have never thought about the state I should have, everything happened without order. I began to feel tired of many things, even including music and words. Pu Shu’s cleanness and Han Han’s humor are not so attractive any more. I put them in one corner of the desk quietly, and then watched them covered by dust quietly. In the past, I always hoped that I could live a very artistic life, but now, I hope nothing can disturb me. Even the repeater I borrowed with great interest, I never touched it after I brought it. Like the July “Bud” I bought, the magazine that must read every issue is almost August now, but I haven’t even read an article. I don’t know how I become like this now. Where is the child who secretly watched “Chang’an chaos” and listened to “giving birth to summer flowers” in his memory in class? Why do you have to take great interest when it is not suitable to do, but give up easily when it is time to do it? There is an empty passion but it is always suppressed by life, or under the free life, it loses the enthusiasm of the past. Which on Earth is the more real me? Bin called that day. He said he would not come back again and asked if I could go to Xi’an to find him. After I promised, I couldn’t give a definite day. At first, he said he would go before he volunteered to fill in the report, but now he was about to get the notice, but he still stayed at home. I don’t know what has tied myself up. Aren’t I the one who always regards friendship as extremely important? Aren’t you always longing for the warmth of close relatives among friends? I want to find out what the problem is. I even filled in the volunteer form on the 25th in a muddle. The major of English is not what I am interested in either. It’s just a good study. For a long time, I just slept, woke up and washed my face, and then went to eat fried rice with eggs cooked by my mother. I never thought about any change. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with such a day. I don’t want anything, it’s just a cycle of action. Maybe the previous life was too depressing. I needed a transitional period before entering another life. In this transitional period, nothing is no longer so important, and I don’t want to take care of a lot of things such as hobbies, friends, prospects and so on. A completely relaxed, simple to idle life.

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Loft

I remember when I just graduated from college, I loved listening to Lao Lang singing most. Lao Lang sang in the song: I can only give you a small attic and a window facing north to let you see the stars. At that time, I dreamed that I could have an attic at any time, and I could lean against the window diagonally, look up at the stars in the sky, and play the old strings of guitar with my heart, sing those familiar old songs to friends far away. Therefore, I learned guitar. Now I have my own attic, but I have been busy in life for many years and my fingers are unfamiliar, so I can’t play the guitar any more. Qiu GE said for several times that he would come to my attic to talk about his former ideals and express the feelings of crazy customers. A plate of screws, a plate of peanuts, a few bottles of beer, and give directions to the country again, let text boosting. Unfortunately, they were too busy with each other until the end. This beautiful idea had never been realized. Compared with the small attic given by Lao Lang, I have a shortcoming, that is, Lao Lang’s attic window faces north, so through which you can see the Big Dipper, which can guide the goal of life, it can prevent oneself and friends from getting lost on the hurried road. The singing is very good, the meaning is also profound, and he also gave all of his own, how generous. Unfortunately, the window of my attic was not only facing south, but also blocked by the semicircular eaves on the top. The opposite building was stopped in the front. The sky I saw was not a large area, but only a long strip. The stars are certainly visible in the night when the weather is good, but they are squeezed in the middle of the narrow strip, the sight is oppressed, and the eyes always feel uncomfortable. Naturally, such a Attic cannot be given to others. Yongxin said it was a waste, so I took it as a waste. Uncle. But I still made full use of this attic. First of all, it is my study. The most smooth wall was made into a bookshelf by me, and rows of books were piled up. In front of the bookshelf is a long desk. This table was originally the table in the living room, because it was too big, so I had to use it for him. I once made a table tennis table, but later I still thought it was suitable to make a desk. The desktop is wide, and a pile of books are placed on the side against the wall. Beside the desk is my lover-computer. This lover has been with me for more than six years, and it has been a long time. At first it was my game tool, later it was my work tool, and now it is accompanying me to play blog together. Although lovers are old friends, they often lose temper and strike when they are not loyal. Another time, he told me that he had amnesia and lost all the information I stored in his brain, which made me depressed for many days. But now I don’t have the idea of changing lovers. After all, I I am a person who misses the old and is lazy, and it’s really not easy to get to know each other. I will change a new one, I am afraid that it will be a good run-in for a while. Next to the computer, it is the newly bought guzheng after the year. This game is easy to learn and difficult to play well. But the tone is beautiful, even if you can’t play and touch the string of the kite, the sound is pleasing to the ear. To take a step back, even if you don’t touch it, you can put it there with wooden frame and thick cloth, which can add some elegance to the attic. The computer and the zither are in a row, scattered in height, facing the round glass window of 1/4. If you look at the attic from the road, you can vaguely see them through the window. But now at night, the white curtain is blocked. The sofa was placed on another wall. Sometimes I lay on it, reading books, looking at the calligraphy and painting on the white wall, and then fell asleep. Music is naturally indispensable in the attic. In those years, the unit leader asked my staff to buy something after the decoration of the new house. I said other objects could not exist, but music must be there, which is the aura of the house. In the end, the leader did not buy a stereo for the new house. I won’t learn from him, but I didn’t buy the stereo in the Attic either. It is enough to have a computer and a speaker with a subwoofer bubble. In this small space, let go of the music, listen carefully and enjoy it slowly. The effect is also good. The attic was not big and irregular, with the high top on the sixth floor, and one corner was slanted off. But among all the rooms in my home, this was the place where I stayed for the longest time. Most of my spiritual life after work is filled in this lovely attic. As a study, the attic also has a very pleasant name called mu Xinzhai, which fits me very well.

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