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Chapter 585 A Hundred Years of Solitude ([-])
Park Anhao's Diary, July 2013, 7 The angel said that the runway of happiness, you can't just let it go
This summer I had a very repetitive life, reading Kafka and writing on the Internet, thinking about many old things.In June, I couldn't bear the noise and went to another city to soak in the rain and sun.
The continuous heavy rain in that city, I just ran quickly on the asphalt road full of dirty water, muddy water splashed on my pure white skirt like flowers blooming, they were beautiful like my pride.Time flows quickly through my soft and long black hair, and the tiny pieces of warmth and happiness flow in my palm.
I ran to the church to see the angels, and I saw them with halos and orange faces blooming on their faces, smiling, and they looked down at me, a child with lost eyes.They saw her trying to see through the fleeting fireworks in the world, and they saw her smiling and walking hurriedly with a piercing wound.

She didn't know how happy it was to fly moths to a flame, no one told her.

The angel said that you can't wait for the runway of happiness.

I just want to cry.

Did I really forget?

Because I was too happy to forget the most important thing.

When you get it, you actually start to lose it.When we are together, in fact, everything has already begun to end.

I actually forgot.

"No one can refuse to grow up, even if you know that the bottom of your feet is full of broken glass, sharp; but you still have to walk through it with bare feet. When you look down, you can see bloody flesh and hurt your heart, but your tears Filled with pride, so am I." I wrote these words on the postcard to Xia Weiliang.

Although I am often unhappy.

Although I am always baffled.

Although I can't help being sad.

but.

I hope that you around me are happy.

Pu Anhao’s Diary August 2013, 8 Army Day

Something amazing happened.

When I was taking a nap, I dreamed of the text "What is Happiness" that I learned in elementary school.When I woke up I remembered that illustration.There is a fairy with golden hair and three shepherd boys beside a well under a big tree.

Just dreaming of open books.Can't remember other imagery.

So I went to Baidu on the Internet, the original text of the text.When I read the text I learned 20 years ago again, I was still very moved.The fairy said that happiness depends on labor, on doing one's duty well and doing things that are beneficial to people.

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Park Anhao's diary August 2013, 8 Create memories with me
I just accidentally deleted the diary I wrote on my birthday last year, and I feel very sad.Because I really want to keep it forever.Looking back after a few years, that kind of mood...

In order not to be forgotten, one day after a long time, I can still remember the happiness and joy of that time.I know it won't happen again.When I see it again, I will know that I was so happy and happy at that time.

Like I like to take pictures.Qingliu Lixia is probably the person who likes to take pictures the most. He always says to his friends, create memories with me.

I think I feel the same way.

Fear of losing, knowing that one day you will lose.So I still want to grab something.Even just memories are good.

Heh~ Those who refuse to abandon the past.

(End of this chapter)