After daybreak, they set off to return to school.

The winter vacation is finally coming to an end.

Close your eyes and feel the passage of time. In one month, I gave up my thinking. All I wanted to do was to give up in my laziness and decadence.

If I do something, I'm either forced to do it or I do it because I'm interested in it. The video of the seventh anniversary was ready to record something, but in the end, it just changed the manuscript into a page of text and stuck it in all the world of Fantasy Chenfeng.

In the fast-food era, immersing yourself in a focused world may be the most luxurious thing. I have been afraid and unwilling to download dithering, because I know that the algorithm of Toutiao Department is easy to indulge me. As it happens, in addition to the dithering sound, there is also the "recommendation" of Bilibili. Or brush the circle of friends, brush the QQ space

I thought it would be drinking hot tea and reading a novel in the sun by the balcony, but I never thought it would be just lying on the bed with messy videos painted.

For a long time, slowly move everything back to the right track. I looked at myself in the mirror, stubble, greasy hair, and protruding pimples on my face, telling me that I was slovenly and decadent. At my parents' home, I tried to control my appetite and slowly control everything. And every time, after all, I still get up slowly when the sun shines on my eyes at ten o'clock.

I have never been my own master. I am just a slave of my own. Or maybe every one of us who lives with desire is just a slave. We often want to be the master and walk in the world with our heads held high, but we never thought that we were just like puppets in the involvement of desire.

I pinched my face and looked at my smile. I pinched my face and looked at the corner of my eyes where there was no happy smile. I pinched my face and looked at the weakness and confusion in the corner of my eyes when the corners of my mouth rose. The tears reflected in the reflection of my glasses struggled to turn and run away

In the boundless world, only the loneliness from the soul can be left for oneself. How I wish one day to have a look at the soul and see through all the disguise, and how I wish one day to be free and unrestrained and forget who I am.

I once wrote this sentence:

If you have never seen the light, then you will not be afraid of the dark all your life.

If you have never been brave, you will be free for a cowardly life.

I think about myself. I often force myself to be brave, to change, to look for the glory of the morning in the sky, and not to look back and remember the past

I just realized that I am just a child who has not grown up and is forcing myself to be an adult.

When I opened my eyes and looked at the strange world, I just remembered that after dawn, I needed to leave this strange place and go to another strange place to continue my life.

Is it really strange?

Maybe so.

But where am I familiar with?

I've thought for a long time, and I can't find any familiar place in the real world.

Turn around, turn on the computer, input the complete spelling of Fantasy Chenfeng and click com, and look at the familiar sentence on the address bar: Welcome to my life, look at the familiar interface, and I become strange everywhere in the real world, and have a warm comfort in the place where I hold each line of code.

For a long time

For a long time

Lost to the extreme of their own, looking at the night sky, silent.

The opposite building lights up and talks about the secular scriptures.

Ten thousand volumes of long articles, now, we have to start again.

I hide in the corner, the shadow of curling up, will eventually be illuminated by the dawn.

When there is no way out, it is brave.

Hello, World.