"It's good" - 2013.11.26

Sometimes, the sky will get gray. I will think a lot. Is it really good to think about this?

Every morning I ride a bike for a few kilometers to go to work. Sometimes I stay in bed and will speed on the terrifying roads in order not to be late. I also have to stand to work for one morning without breakfast without breakfast. Then after lunch, I will feel the charm of books in the bookstore half-awake and half-fishing. I will wait until the short noon flashes and continue to work for an afternoon. Then I will hurry up and have supper, play with my phone, and stand to work at night. It’s a day to stop at one stop. I’ll be really good?

I think it should be good...

Although I ride a few kilometers a day, this is a very environmentally friendly fitness method for me who wants to exercise and maintain my figure. If I stay in bed, it is better! Because the potential always explodes under such circumstances. It usually takes twenty minutes to ride a bike to the company, but if I stay in bed, it only takes fifteen minutes or even ten minutes. I am often shocked by myself. It is hard to imagine that during the peak hours of work, I can actually travel freely in such a powerful traffic!

If you haven't had breakfast, you will leave a lesson and remind yourself not to stay in bed. Standing for one day at work, you are very tired at the beginning. After a long time, you feel very natural and more comfortable than sitting, as long as you don't feel bored.

I can read books, play with my mobile phone, and it proves that there is still freedom. It’s just that the time is relatively short. It’s because of this that it’s hard-won, which makes me know how to cherish it.

In fact, the most important thing is to study every day, make progress a little every day, and accumulate the process from quantitative change to qualitative change every day.

It seems that this is great.

What about work, what about emotions? I think, too, it's great...

"Memories of Not Love" - ​​2013.11.28

Her eyes were filled with lovely tears, so beautiful that it was pity. I gently wiped her tears, kissed her forehead gently. Then I hugged her gently and stroked her head gently. With my comfort one by one, she fell asleep with peace of mind. She kissed her lips gently, and watched her sleeping in my arms...

Huh, this is not true. It is a scene I often fantasized about when I was six or seven years old. Maybe it was because the many touches in the TV series affected me at that time. I felt that I was really naive at that time, but naiveness was beyond my reach now. It seems that it is not as good as my childhood. A pure heart still defeated a polluted heart. Leave this pure memory, I am afraid that one day I will forget it...

Before I fell in love, I felt it was the year I was in the second year of junior high school. It felt a bit like the scene of Shen Jiayi poked Ke Jingteng with a pen. I missed that feeling so much. When I first watched this movie, I was really touched.

That year, I sat in front of her. Her grades were among the best, and I was probably at the upper and lower level. But for some reason, she just loved me. If I didn’t listen carefully in class, she would poke me on the back with a pen or kick my stool with her feet.

Actually, I like the feeling that she cares about me very much, so I always deliberately pretend not to listen to the class carefully, asking her to poke me with a pen and kick me on the stool. I cherish that unique happiness, but unfortunately, I am always a timid person.

I know that she can only be a good friend, and I never showed any clues about the beginning of love that she had discovered. The words she most looked forward to at that time were another name she called me (which was randomly named by others).

Huh, there are too many regrets and I can't make up for it. The one I missed the most was that year. The one I remember the most and the deepest in the whole junior high school was only the second grade of junior high school.

Now, if you save these memories, I am afraid I will forget them. Now, many of them have been forgotten, and the mind is about to revolutionize, and it will be useful to leave some assets in the future.

If someone asks me what kind of girl I like, then I will answer: "I will care about my girls."

Yes, this word is very unique. It is not a completely "wife's strict control", but a moderate strict control. For example, women usually walk with their arms around their hands. If they are too strict, they are completely tightly held tightly, and they cannot be loose. But moderate can they be hugged with their hands, and at the end, the farthest can only be the tail finger hooked with their tail fingers. In this way, there is freedom, and it will not be completely separated, and there is deeper love and trust. What I love is such moderate love.

The time I haven't fallen in love, I've already fallen asleep...

In the era of unmarried, we are still working hard.

Cherish the freedom at this moment, because I don’t know one day, I will suddenly forget freedom.

"When Blind Dating Comes Suddenly" - 2013.11.29

When I got home from get off work, I missed my parents and called to greet me. Their two elders were healthy!

In addition to asking me about my well-being, Auntie actually had the idea of ​​asking me to go on a blind date. For some reason, when I heard "blind date", I felt so scared. It seemed that I could not say anything. Anyway, I planned to ask me to go home for the New Year. However, the company's annual leave is only five days, so it should not be a good match.

Behind the blind date is the day my parents are looking forward to day and night. I understand, and I want to get to that day as soon as possible. But fate always walks so slowly that it can't keep up with the speed of parents' gray hair.

What should I do? Just look for it? It is impossible. Find the right one, who knows where it is? So, is it only a blind date? I want to deny it, but I don’t have the heart to deny it.

Dear uncle, I must have wanted to see me get married and have children. I can't bear to see him so disappointed during his recovery period. Should I bet on my future? I don't know...

Can I really do it? The plots I often see in TV series have finally been staged on myself...

Maybe I can say to myself optimistically: "Maybe the right person will meet during a blind date?"

In the days when fate has not yet appeared, I can only think like this.

There must be some time in your destiny, but don’t force it if you don’t have any time in your destiny. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!