This year I've changed a lot towards the way you expect me to be!
With this article, I would like to summarize the past year and welcome the unknown, beautiful 2020!
Time is like a shooting star that crosses the night sky, you haven't even wished for it yet, but it can't wait to slip away. There are less than two days left in 2019.
The blackness of the night was as frightening to me as ever, and with snow flying in the sky, I wandered alone down the long, narrow path.
The winter in Qiqihar is not gentle at all, and it is a little colder than I expected. The north wind, like a wolf, roared in my ears, and dry leaves swept past my eyes from time to time.
Once again, I reluctantly pulled out my hand to tighten my scarf, fearing that a hint of wind had escaped into my neck. My fellow dog, Stone, was also freezing and wailing, desperately trying to squeeze his body into my lap.
The snow underfoot seems to be a hundred feet deep, always step on the bottom, look back, footprints a deeper than one.
I remember the last day of last year, the gray sky of Jiangcheng snow, I received your message.
You said, " I expect you to be a cool person, walk what you walk, love what you love! "
Gorgeous fireworks lit up the night sky of Jiangcheng, ushering in the new year in mutual blessings with friends, classmates and teachers.
You wish me to live a wonderful new year, and I wish you that nothing goes against your wishes.
Looking through the circle of friends, a paragraph of text to see my blood surging. Everyone has written a vision of the future, the expectation of the good.
The kidneys said that they want to go to the end of the world with the sword, to see the prosperity of the world;
The road said that they want to dream as a horse, not to live up to the luxury of time, in the study of the road farther and farther, next year, the examination will be a success:
Xiaowen said that they want to defend the mountains and rivers, and the barracks, the camouflage green of the youth does not have any regrets;
The fat fat said that they want to make the most money, and to bring parents to eat all the seafood and mountains, and to travel all the famous rivers and ancient monuments.
The first time I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie.
Looking at, I actually full of tears, seems to see the sunset that dream boy.
In the misty eyes, I made up my mind: in the new year, I will try to become your favorite!
I don't know if their wishes have been realized, I only know that I began to slowly become what you like.
My two zero one nine, there is no smooth sailing, there is no brilliant brilliant, but I try hard to change towards your favorite appearance.
I have cursed and thanked two zero one nine, will soon be gone!
After New Year's Day, lazy people are still hiding in the dormitory to brush the drama, play handheld games, eat noodles, comfortable and rotten life is the result of indulgence, the circle of friends of the oath on this thrown in the back of the head.
Although I'm not the same as the TAs, despite not playing games, the dormitory is always a place to stay.
Later, I began to become hate this life. Dormitory, cafeteria, basketball court three points, every day, in addition to eating and sleeping, is to play ball.
I was confused, this kind of life is not what I want. In this way, about as long as twenty days, I was very depressed, sullen.
A senior in the dormitory next door came out early and stayed in the library all day. I heard from my friends that he was always full of energy, as if he would never get tired.
I was confused, what in the world makes him happy? I asked him, what do you do when you're lost?
He told me, "Do what you like, there are so many things you like, how can you waste your time? I like poetry and literature, I will work hard to read and write poetry, and strive to one day my poetry and literature can be seen by everyone."
It was as if I was instantly awakened. A passion? After thinking about it for a long time, it didn't seem to be there at all.
"People always have things they love, don't they, and wouldn't it be fun to spend your lost time doing something meaningful?"
He opened the notebook full of poems, from Li Bai to Du Fu, Su Shi, Nalan Seide, from Ai Qing to Xu Zhimo, Wang Guozhen, Gu Cheng, as well as those of his own words, each page is the most real favorite and the most memorable persistence.
" This age you and I, do something you like, it is not too late! "
He left, leaving me alone in the same place. Looking at his far away back, the already confused heart once again flooded with fog.
The next day, I tried to do something meaningful, carrying my backpack to the library. I wanted to find a book, find a corner, quietly read a book, but I always feel out of place in this place.
Looking at the senior who was engrossed in the sea of poetry, I turned my head and laughed hard at myself.
How could I have ever imagined that it was that ordinary day, and that answer from the senior, that influenced my year.
So you will find that every day without class, in a corner of the fourth floor of the library, there will always be a teenager quietly reading. Gradually, I liked the feeling of reading.
I know Su Zizhan "bamboo cane shoes light than the horse, who is afraid? A straw raincoat over the life of the open-minded heroism, but also understand the Wang Bo "sunset and the unruly fly together, the autumn water *** long sky a color," the wonderful composition, like the Gu cheng that "the black gave me black eyes, but I use it to find the light! "
In this case, it's the same as in the previous one.
In this bustling city of Jiangmen, the book has calmed my restless heart.
The words soothed my mind and pulled me into the author. We have not met, not the same era of people, but also déjà vu.
The book, read the text more, they want to learn the literati poets to borrow the poem, to the text lyrics.
So, I wrote my first article on a certain platform. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that.
But I didn't expect to post three or five days later, the reading volume is only a poor double-digit, the number of likes is also miserable. A friend jokingly said, "Nothing! I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
I am very unconvinced, serious code of words is not to this point. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this! The more I read, the more I think, that know nothing about myself is how ridiculous.
Of course, there are friends who encouraged me, saying, "You're great! I'm not sure if you're a good writer or a good writer, but I'm sure you're a good writer, and I'm sure you're a good writer. Sometimes, it's a little light in the darkness that makes you feel warmth and see hope.
Write, after all, I still have fans, there are people who look forward to me. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to find the best way to do this, but I'm sure you'll be able to find the best way to do this, and I'm sure you'll be able to find the best way to do this! When I look back on it, I realize that it was a period of complete self-importance.
After writing seven or eight articles, the number of readers and likes did not increase, but decreased. I wondered, "If I write like this, maybe readers really don't like it?"
I logged out of my account on that platform, fell into deep contemplation, and walked into that dark forest again.
For some reason, even in the darkness, I still didn't stop holding the pen in my hand, quietly writing many words in my notebook.
It's vacation time, and I've always believed that it's better to read a lot of books than to walk a thousand miles, so I've got a plan for "on the road".
Some people because of the "from your whole world pass by", with the favorite people to go to the rice city.
I decided to go to Yunnan with my friends because of a movie I watched by chance, "The Heart of the Mouse".
The red-billed seagulls in Kunming's Ridge Dam seem like little elves, competing in this sea and sky.
I have a habit of traveling to a city, and I will definitely look for the famous local snacks. I believe that as long as you live, you will be able to meet the delicious.
At night, the food court is crowded with people, and the pineapple rice makes me unforgettable for a long time. The pineapple rice made me remember.
Dali in winter, riding around the Erhai is not many people, most of them are mainly by car. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a car, and I was in the middle of a car, and I was in the middle of a car, and I was in the middle of a car, and I was in the middle of a car.
Ancient city - Xizhou - Butterfly Spring - Shangguan - Shuanglang - Nanzhao style island - dig color - small Putuo -Jinshuo Island-Ancient City, the wind blew non-stop on the 125-kilometer road around the sea, and every glance along the way was the most beautiful scenery!
The 4680 in Lijiang makes people dizzy and skeptical, but still can't stop my desire to conquer it.
On the old tea-horse road, the "Lijiang horse" smelled strong underneath me. In that minute, I finally understood why the word "Sao" is the side of the word "horse", and what a painful realization it was!
Every night, I would sit in front of the window, blowing a cool breeze, alone, a cup of milk tea, under the dim lamp, with words to record what I saw and heard.
I love this feeling of writing in walking and walking in romance!
I believe that every glance of the scenery I see while traveling, it is my life should appear, and I should have been a member of the thousands of people who found it beautiful.
It turns out that life is so wonderful, as long as you have the heart, everywhere is beautiful.
We are all our own masters, if you desire to live into the heart of the look, no one can stop you. If there is, I'll call a TA blocking foul (basketball term?). !
A trip fills the energy, the tired body is no longer tired, and the confused heart does not seem to be confused.
When I got home, I continued to write in the nearly-full book, sometimes lying in bed, sometimes on the floor, sometimes sitting in front of the window.
Every time the words are put together, it is a person's carnival, the feeling of releasing the heart on the tip of the pen is very enjoyable!
Once by chance, a friend learned that I was writing, and suggested that I use the public number to send articles.
Since then, I have my own public number.
This is the first time I've seen a public website, and it's been a long time since I've had a public website.
So I decided to be unique, in fact, it is very simple, I will split the name, the name "four of the sunset".
The public positioning is also very random, and not in a direction.
As a young man in the system, love of life, love of travel, the original intention is just to record what I see and think, with a real and casual text to present to you!
In the dusk after a nap, I wrote my first article. From the picture to the layout, I changed it again and again, and the content was also looking for friends to make suggestions.
In those days, there was only one thing on my mind, and that was how to make this article the best it could be.
Finally, two days later, the article was released. Although it was still unsatisfactory, the smile on my face could no longer be hidden when I looked at my own efforts.
I remember the excitement of having the first fans, the joy of receiving the first message, the sleepless nights of reading hundreds of ......
Those days when the article was liked, even the dreams were smiling, and the dreams were sweet.
The rest of winter vacation, I get up early every day to read, play ball walk in the afternoon, the evening code text. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few hours.
There is still noise in my ears, "What do you think of a literary youth? Really think of traveling as going to a faraway place." "What a pretentious wording structure!" "The graphic pairing sucks." ...... Though one's mouth says one doesn't care, one can fall into a loss because of it.
Whenever I'm having a bereavement, I keep reminding myself that if the ember doesn't go out and the road is still there, I can't lose my dream.
Back to school, I also still maintain the daily code text. The words in my notebook, in my computer word, and in my cell phone memo are getting more and more every day.
Sometimes head down in front of the window to one or two o'clock in the morning, but did not notice; sometimes also because of an inspiration blood boiling, from the bed jumped up to code text; sometimes also because of the use of a word, a word, a sentence headache, tossing and turning.
Later, it seems that this has become a habit. From the beginning I want to write something to I always have to write something, otherwise it seems to be sorry for the oath I once made, and those who stayed up all night.
I'm glad that I can always write something. So I kept going, always feeling that there was a force behind me pushing me forward. During the day I pay attention to everything around me, and at night I conceptualize and write.
I love life, I try to write about it, and I want to make my days a poem.
I did not completely throw away the entertainment and leisure, friends strongly recommended the movie I will definitely watch, very hot TV series will still brush, the fitness certainly will not be less, and occasionally play with the jitterbug fans have nearly 3000 ......
In that period of time to write the text of the day, there will always be a friend to give me gas, there will also be Fans send words of encouragement. I'm so glad I met you, you gave me a lot of confidence and courage.
There are also a lot of fellow travelers who we've never met, but who share the same vision. Anshi tea, Barbed, eat full of chili fries pressure wow, far mountain expectoration, left left, chili sauce, crane orchid, Shen Huai Silence, chasing the light girl, meet the South, the loss of favor of the cat ...... too much, we exchange writing tips, give each other's articles to make suggestions.
We encourage each other, embrace the warmth of the dream road is no longer cold, and no longer lonely. The dim light in the darkness comes together to illuminate the road ahead.
I have heard that sticking to one thing for a long time will definitely make a difference. Writing, let me become self-disciplined, that is never consciously; writing, let me become a love of thinking, that is never contemplative meditation.
I wrote hard, and the goddess of fortune favored me.
I've worked hard on my writing, and Lady Luck has been very kind to me.
Of course, I'm not complacent, and I don't post for the sake of posting. An article I still revise and revise and polish and polish.
......... I came from the heavy snow, through the long, narrow path, not far from the dormitory lights are still on, the fear in my heart suddenly dissipated ...... ...
This year, I became cool, love what I love, do what I do. The heart of the heart, the vegetarian past, their favorite things no matter how difficult to do.
I don't want to leave regrets in the bottom of my heart, but I hope that many years later, talking about that period of time, we will be moved by the original decision.
Some fans said, we will have regrets, life is not because of the imperfect is wonderful! Yes, how can life not have regrets? Hopefully, all the regrets of 2019 are the padding of 2020 surprises.
2019, I began to slowly become what you like. Yesterday's yesterday is over, and tomorrow's tomorrow will continue.
I look forward to 2020, just like the group of young people at the end of the 90s, joyfully welcoming the unknown new century, the millennium, always believing that the world will get better and better!