A person's journey always makes people feel a pleasure from loneliness.From 2014 to now, I will continue to tell the story of the eighth year alone.I thought it would be a video to console myself, but in the end, it was still text.And I, hiding behind the text, muttered to myself, telling you a little, messy story in front of the screen.In the past days of Dream Chenfeng, we witnessed the rise and decline of one blog after another
Time is fast, a month always flies by, and the long-awaited September has arrived.In the long river of life, I am slowly crossing.No one told me where to go.We always talk about moving forward in life, but no one ever tells us where the front is.I sat in the office and wrote my so-called soul characters on the keyboard by feeling the touch. I looked at the mountains outside the window, looked at the clouds outside the window, and listened to the noise of traffic. Only then did I realize that everything
Author:Mr. Jiang ChenClassification:Capricciotwo thousand and twentyyeartenmonthtwenty-oneday
I haven't written anything for a long time. If I hadn't watched the automated writing a few days ago, I would have read the book in all kinds of scoundrels. If I hadn't, writing would have been forgotten by me.Reading and thinking, thinking and writing, writing and writing.In his own private land, he gradually found that it was deserted.Although there are no two gains, the combination of one or two thoughts and the touch of the soul has become the greatest consolation.Deep in the mountains of Xinjiang, autumn and winter live side by side.In October
I forgot when I left the personal blog circle.I only remember that I didn't want to pay to operate an isolated site.I thought I saved a lot of money, but actually I lost my interest in coding.I graduated last year. In a trance, what I got and what I lost are intertwined.Make a livingLike brother Jiang, he picked up the chalk, stood on the platform, pointed out the students and entered the small circle of teachers.It is not boring to face people's work.Because I had been procrastinating when I graduated
Write in the front: If possible, no one will choose to stay up late, and no one will choose to stay up all night.In the final analysis, it is just the inexplicable work and some meaningless and valuable things that are piling up.oneThe earth slowly entered darknessIt's a long night to write fastI don't know how many people are brightly litJust for three meals a daytwoWe always want to pursue poetry and distanceBut I don't know when and where I always wanderLook
People always have to motivate themselves to do something. Every day is like the repetition of yesterday. Until the moment when they become loess, what is there worth bringing into the coffin?From today on, I intend to make a challenge, which for me is a marathon to witness myself.Also, I don't know whether I can persist in the growth of a Chinese teacher, nor how many people will watch it together, but I hope we can continue.The fate of all this
Hello, I'm Jiang Chen, the waiter of today's shop @ jiangchen.In the tea house post on June 5, the topic was what kind of experience it was like to spend every day. At the end of the @ ericet comment, he said, "It's hard to persist after trying one more day. After all, his energy is limited, and he can't start hydrology for the purpose of sending articles." (Since this friend came late and missed the opening time of the tea house, Jiang Chen forgot to serve tea...)Today opened
In the past two days at iQIYI, I reviewed the old film Soldier Assault. In this TV play, one thing Xu Santuo did touched me a lot, that is, he built a road alone in the fifth class on the grassland.To build a road alone may be ridiculed or isolated, but it still insists on doing something meaningful - building a road.Xu Sanduo is a dead hearted image in TV dramas. If you decide to do one thing, maybe
For some reasons, the dream Chenfeng is about to close and Jiang Chen is about to disappear.When he wrote this sentence, Jiang Chen was very sad. Since 2012, when Jiang Chen mixed his ID with "ink is not white", "cold", "ink dance" and other ID to make soy sauce on the Internet, he had expected to leave.The only difference is that there is no dreamy Chen Feng, and there is no Jiang Chen who can only write.I have been thinking about why life is.I have been looking for a dream world.Unfortunately
Author:Mr. Jiang ChenClassification:Capricciotwo thousand and sixteenyear05monthtwenty-oneday
Thinking of the action in silence, I simply came back for a return visit.I opened the backstage of the blog house. I spent two hours visiting 106 sites one by one.However, everything is gone.The house that used to be thriving now only sees a bunch of sites that have stopped writing for a long time.After all, as time goes by, the blood will die out.Not everyone likes the long time warmth.I like a shadow, constantly shuttling, with time and time again stop
