Basisphilosophie
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23.10.2019 09:28
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The wind is cold and cold, I am on the way to school, there are 6 o'clock, the sky is still black, like the huge monster's dark fur, hanging from time to time, the stars are falling on my face Parliament Cigarettes, neon on the street The lights illuminate the dark streets, and I look at the end of the school with my bag. Take out iphone4 and open the music to listen to Guan Yu's "Understanding" and "Thinking of Your Night". Walking alone on the empty street, there is no daytime watering, the lonely wind blowing on your eardrum, the cold infiltrates your heart until the ninth grade, and graduated half a year, recalling the previous seventh grade How to make trouble at school, how the eighth grade is mixed in school, and the ninth grade thinks that his future will be on that road. I gave up, but the things I put down will always pick up again and look more heavy on myself. I��ve seen the mid-term exam. I��ve worked hard on these days. I think this exam will have a big impact on me. I don��t know if this will set the path for my life. I want to see my ability and I��m the teacher today. I have a class meeting, and I think this is just an encouragement, even an incentive. Many classmates in the class have changed the path of maturity. The simple teenagers will gradually fade away. I feel that I am going to enter the society soon Wholesale Cigarettes. This kind of thing has given me a lot of pressure. To be honest, I am I can't wait to go to work right away and earn money with my own sweat. I will leave my parents as soon as possible because I don't want to live in their eyes. What other roads can I go besides studying? I have been tangled, tangled up to sleep at night, knowing that I will fall asleep in the early hours of the morning, because I don��t know why I am a good student. I may only have a good student in the eyes of a teacher. I think this is true, because the teachers are coming from good children, the teacher does not understand why the bad children are bad, the teacher does not know that their hearts are very lonely, the teacher does not know why they do not like to learn. But they know that their heart only wants to be able to leave the family and live independently. They know that the sadness brought by the family is the greatest grief. There is a kind of pain that can't be described in words Carton Of Cigarettes. Some people can't realize it for a lifetime. I feel that I am between the two. This is the most painful. My life is actually a tragedy. Watching my future tilt towards the end. There are a lot of shaking green halos in the dream. After seeing it, it turns out that it is a neat and quiet tree leaning toward the end of the world. The green waves that are rolling in and the last fight, the tragic fate of life can be here. Seeing that the world is so big, there are often tragic people who have happiness. The world is balanced and good, and there will be bad. The fate is so cruel and so direct, why God will create people. Feelings, healing again and again, pains again and again. No matter how tragic my fate is, but I only act against the sky, letting college go is not a dream, prove that my fate is controlled by myself. |
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