What I want to say is that in this world, whether you see light or encounter darkness, it may all be traced back to the heart of living things.

Because behavior is the projection of thoughts.

I have said before that I prefer quoting my own words to quoting scriptures.

Material freedom means having everything and lacking nothing.

Spiritual freedom is: having nothing and lacking nothing.

What I want most is this ultimate will.

The will to "stick to yourself and not obey external rules".

Nietzsche seems to have said that a person who knows why he lives can endure any kind of life.

It’s hard. I think of the song “Lend Me”.

In fact, it doesn’t matter if you can’t do it. Who can guarantee success?

"If you seek it sincerely, even if you don't get it, it's not far away."

Thinking of the line in "Teddy Bear 2", assist with the bettermentmankind. I don't seem to remember this sentence accurately.

Then, the actor who said this line was accused of harassment one year.

After searching, there doesn't seem to be any new progress.

Netizens did mention Michael Jackson.

There is also a #metoo movement.

While walking, I heard some tinny noises.

A sound I've never heard before.

When I turned on the flash, I saw the sound of wind blowing money in an elm tree (when I reread it, I thought, "Pfft, I saw the sound, is this synaesthesia?").

I didn’t know there was such an operation. Strictly speaking, this is not considered a leaf.

It’s true that I often ate elm money when I was a child (my grandma said that there were worms in the elm money).

Speaking of which, my father is like a frustrated scholar.

I have been busy creating all my life, but I have not achieved success.

He said he didn't want me to be like him.

Hey, let’s continue talking about the leaves. To be honest, I feel very strange. I haven’t seen any elm trees. Why are there so many elm trees? Or do the elm trees here look different from those in my hometown (do oranges grow in Huainan and Huaibei)?

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The same goes for willow catkins and poplar catkins. "There are few willow cotton blowing on the branches."

Sweat. When you see flying lint in the air, you will have a stress reaction. No...it's a conditioned reflex. You think it's flying insects or spiders.

When I was hiking up the mountain the night before, there were a lot of spider threads floating in the air.

Ah, talking about mountain climbing. I miss that praying mantis again.

It was a baby mantis, less than a cubic centimeter in size. It accepted my invitation and crawled up my arm to my back...and then climbed down from the other arm.

(Ah, Yanzi said... "On the one hand, she said it was pitiful to catch her, but on the other hand, she always wanted to raise all kinds of animals. Last time, I found a small flying insect in the water cup in the bathroom. It was a super small one. It felt like it was flying when I blew it.

If it can be blown away, she says she wants to keep it as a pet”).

That was the only close contact with a praying mantis in my life.

Adult mantises are too aggressive (or rather have a strong sense of self-protection). If they stretch out their hands, they might be...

Think of "a mantis using its arms as a cart".

That year, I saw a praying mantis in the middle of the road under a streetlight on campus. I caught it and put it back in the grass.

Oh no, it flew into the grass by itself.

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces..."

My dad's job for a while included sweeping fallen leaves (sweeping them together and then burning them. Now that I think about it, I think it will pollute the air).

I ran to the pile of fallen leaves and lay down.

Then haha, get scolded.

My dad used to be a pretty good person.

Later, I was drinking and talking like crazy.

I think of Cheng Bi's songs that have many peculiarities. For example, recording sounds of nature. For example, reading aloud (I think of Longjing's rap "Return").

I think of "Desolate Island" by Xie Chunhua.

I saw a cat digging out the trash can.

I heard the drunken man smashing his wine bottle.

Turning back, I looked at the broken glass on the ground.

(That’s when I realized it was wine)

I walked around a few times but couldn't find the tool.

This is the feeling of being powerless.

I thought about picking up the pieces with my hands and throwing them into the trash can, but I didn't put it into practice.

don't set yourselffirewarm others.

(Thinking of a song in "Death Express", "Seton Fire")

Thinking of cutting my finger on paper in Twilight.paper cut.

The episode "Paperweight" from "Dear John" comes to mind.

Write a diary while walking.

I... have a "black history" of hitting telephone poles while typing.

There are almost no other situations where you look at your phone while walking.

One day, on the way back from a walk, I almost fell asleep standing up.

I remembered again what Sebastian said in Brideshead: I don't know what I want, except be happy, I can.

Thinking of the beginning of Brideshead Revisited, Charles reflected on himself.

And my life...

right, i was wrong.

always wrong.

i should《apologize》.

I think of Lin Yihan's words that her writing is the writing of depravity.

It's disgrace.

I think of the lead singer of Linkin Park and the lead singer of The Cranberries.

Sin is a ubiquitous thing (think of "Crime and Punishment").

It is everywhere (of course, truth, goodness and beauty are also everywhere).

It seems to be said in the novel "The Scarlet Letter" that punishment awaits you.

What people see is often just the appearance of things.

Therefore, the truth cannot be reached.

Sing the rainsnow she shared to the swallow.

When you listen to it, you may feel that this sadness suits me quite well.

While singing, another song "Prepare for Disappointment" came to mind.

The short film "Lily and Her Snowman" comes to mind.

Finally, the interesting thing is that after finishing singing, I felt that this song was very short. It was a bit unusual for it to be short.

It’s like searching for lagrima while watching Dragon Ball Timeout and finding it short (this one is because the song was not officially released when the song was made for the anime). The other theme song of "Pleiades" is also 360 degrees.

Later I found out that the song I was playing on repeat was only the first half of the song.

After listening to the second half... I thought, well, I'd better just listen to the first half...

As I said before, I am more willing to accept darkness than light.

Sadness is actually quite good. Poignancy is art.

There is a saying that comes to mind, which seems to be that all good things are poisonous.

Thinking of Twilight the venom was excruciating.

Another thing I want to mention is that the upper and lower parts of the song feel like variations.
To be continued...