Illogical sadness
After walking for a long time, it seems the most shocking thing is still seeing people with tears in their eyes.\This is probably a bad habit, actually hoping to witness the fragile side of human nature.\Looking at it this way, it seems I am somewhat sentimental; a fallen leaf or a gust of cool wind can easily pull me into memories, and even being wrapped in countless layers of quilts can't block the chill in my heart.\Indeed, depression is a negative emotion; it comes suddenly and goes quickly, yet it seems unable to heal, becoming a parasite in the body, half the time asleep, half the time active.\Compared to the uncontrollable negative changes in oneself, the most painful thing is still the little pride that is trembling in the heart.\This kind of pride is called staying in one's own little world; it looks so splendid, so changeable, imaginative, carefree.\Reality is a wall.\When you haven't touched it, it's indeed very safe: you won't hit a wall, you won't get a nose full of dust. But you can often feel that this wall isolates you from the world.\Spinning a cocoon to bind oneself.
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Go wash up and sleep.... Doing some literature, always using this format.... Everyone is tired of seeing it, change it up occasionally...
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