endless roses
Chapter 89 Underground Poetry
Chapter 89 Underground Poetry
Walking back, I smelled a strong chemical smell. It turned out that someone had cleaned the wall painting of the underground passage.Many of the former writings remain only vague remnants, and the remains testify to their existence.However, this move provoked a more intense resistance, and many new words were covered on the already blurred imprint, and it was even more intense, larger and crowded, but the content was extremely positive, so it was full of irony and joy, It seems that a vain bloody storm will come quietly.
A person's pilgrimage, headed somewhere, this is not an underground passage, but underground poetry, the song of the underground, the sunken temple that I have not found, a kind of vain youthful anger and silent protest.
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Walking in the second phase last night, I stopped at the steps in front of the teaching building, and suddenly thought, 20 years later, I will like myself now.Moreover, it must be extreme love, extreme love, non-grateful, sincere love.
Time is chaotic, because I am too lazy to organize it. At the moment I am writing while listening to rock.
(One)
The kitten I met, I greeted it, it stayed in a daze, wanted to get closer and then stood still, wagging its tail towards me in the middle of the road.Yes, tail wagging, my sincere and inviting gesture to it.Looking at each other for a long time, I didn't enter the shadow of the building, it went to the shadow of the bush.
(two)
Wind leaves flutter.Go out at the hottest time, the sun goes down, and I'm back.The black leather shoes absorbed too much light, and they were scorching. After more than a dozen subway stops, the temperature on the uppers of the shoes had dissipated, and the feet still had a faint burning pain.
(three)
Still, holding the coffee bottle in one hand, silently looking at the crowd and scenery around him.My big-brimmed hat is a little askew, casting a cool shadow on my face, and the butterfly on the hat is neatly fluttering, it flutters its wings slightly during the journey
I noticed that the expression on the face is indifferent, the posture is disdainful, and sometimes it will be twitchy and gentle, and most of the time it looks a bit awkward.As I did this, I would raise my head and take a sip of coffee from time to time, revealing my eyes under the brim of my hat, and a boy and I looked at each other mockingly and affectionately.
(four)
When I bought it, I went out and drank the first sip of iced latte. It was on the uphill slope of the Tmall supermarket to the ground level. I was listening to the first chorus of "Don't Hesitate": "wo hohoho——", such a coincidence, such a Stirring, "I have a story in my heart, and write every piece of joy, sorrow, and dream with my own hands."The coffee refreshed my heart, I took advantage of the opportunity to look at the sun, and closed my eyes slightly to the sky.
(Fives)
In front of the whole family’s door, there are weekend flowers in a bucket, 20 bouquets of roses, 10 daisies, and 15 valentine grasses. There is a sentence on the small blackboard: flowers are magic, which can make the mood instantly beautiful.Or beautiful, I forgot.Today, there is only a handful of valentine grass standing alone in it.The bouquets here will change every day, which is the starting point for some students to start their own businesses.
(six)
The second phase is hidden in the grass and grows with it.What kind of stories have they had, and where will they go in the future.It has nothing to do with me, I just glanced at it and didn't want to think about it.
(Seven)
Three girls in bachelor's uniforms walked by, their scarves were pinkish, maybe I didn't see them correctly.They left, left the underground passage, left the campus.We are all passers-by here, and we will soon forget each other.
(Eight)
I want to pick up the courier, which is a suit jacket and skirt jacket for modern girls, and a small satchel.How to match the men's Oxford shoes, the new donut bag can hold a Polaroid, but there is already a belt on the Polaroid.How to wear a small black suit designed with mesh on the back, I saw a lot of floral skirts outside today, so it is necessary to match floral skirts, idle books and coffee at hand, these are my few hours later and tomorrow, I can think about it.As for the future, that is the day after tomorrow, not in my plan, unless the time is close to it, you can think about it a little bit.
Last time I talked about living every day as the last few weeks of my life. It is too urgent and heavy to regard it as the last day. In War and Peace, Natasha accompanied Andre when he was dying, and death was expected , she sat in front of the hospital bed knitting socks, and I enjoyed this moment.Not yet lost, not yet urgent, you can knit socks with peace of mind.
(nine)
These songs bring an illusion from time to time, as if you are old, the songs will not grow old, and the youth of one generation will be suspended for future generations.Youth is just like this, fixed in one place, it has created a certain image for a generation, and that generation is old, but it still lingers in the old place, does not belong to anyone, but is appreciated.Netizens said that I have anachronism, which is in place.
(ten)
Holding the courier in his hand, he stopped at the full-length mirror downstairs.The high and drooping ponytail is surrounded by yellowish and nearly white hair rings, and the hat is hung around the neck with a rope, which is draped over the back.The neckline was so low that it was almost slutty but not out of purity, and the dark blue trouser legs were a little flowing.
I look at her and I love her!Because I know this person's idiosyncrasies, I will love the things I love for a long time. If I can live to be 40 years old, then, at that time, it will not be regret or gratitude, but, I like this girl, I Love her, she was indifferent at that time, she was indifferent at that time, and she was always crying when she wanted to cry.
If I would look at my seventeen or eighteen-year-old self with disdain and affection, then she is cute at the age of 20, and I will not smile with her in comfort, but sincerely love her.For a long time, but this period is short after all, and it will only be a memory for her in the future.
(eleven)
At this time, the sun was setting, and I didn't go to the lake, which was no different from being sunken by the lake watching the sunset.
(twelve)
A small cheongsam shop on Pingjiang Road now supports digital currency.
When I made the sachet, I enjoyed it a lot. The time was quiet. I sewed uneven stitches, knotted, fixed, turned over, put on beads and tassels.One, a sachet of Chinese herbs and mugwort leaves.The long stitch is too far away, I haven't seen it and I haven't learned it, and the finished product is a bit ugly, which I cherish.
Oh, by the way, last night I picked up a string of beige tassels at the passage stairs from the second phase to the first phase. It was just a simple bunch of threads tied with another bunch of small threads, without beads. There are still shapes, maybe it fell off someone's Hanfu or accessories.
What did the man say, the river of truth flows through its ditch of error, before the truth is used as a metaphor for a big-breasted girl, I first saw this small record: it has always been there, and it looks at you with a smile Look for.
(thirteen)
Convenience store near Humble Administrator's Garden.I said: "I want an ice cream~" The clerk repeated "ice cream" in a cute and playful tone, and somehow, maybe, it became ice cream?
After arriving in Suzhou, some netizens pointed out that I no longer distinguish between "n" and "l", but my Mandarin in my hometown used to be very standard.Well, some people say that people in northern Jiangsu just don't distinguish between nl and l.
(fourteen)
Granny who sells wreaths.She was about to walk up to me, but her footsteps were a little hesitant, probably knowing that I would not buy it.
No, don't come over.
She still asked tentatively, and I shook my head slightly, smelling the strong fragrance of gardenias.I feel guilty for not helping her.
(End of this chapter)
Walking back, I smelled a strong chemical smell. It turned out that someone had cleaned the wall painting of the underground passage.Many of the former writings remain only vague remnants, and the remains testify to their existence.However, this move provoked a more intense resistance, and many new words were covered on the already blurred imprint, and it was even more intense, larger and crowded, but the content was extremely positive, so it was full of irony and joy, It seems that a vain bloody storm will come quietly.
A person's pilgrimage, headed somewhere, this is not an underground passage, but underground poetry, the song of the underground, the sunken temple that I have not found, a kind of vain youthful anger and silent protest.
----------------
Walking in the second phase last night, I stopped at the steps in front of the teaching building, and suddenly thought, 20 years later, I will like myself now.Moreover, it must be extreme love, extreme love, non-grateful, sincere love.
Time is chaotic, because I am too lazy to organize it. At the moment I am writing while listening to rock.
(One)
The kitten I met, I greeted it, it stayed in a daze, wanted to get closer and then stood still, wagging its tail towards me in the middle of the road.Yes, tail wagging, my sincere and inviting gesture to it.Looking at each other for a long time, I didn't enter the shadow of the building, it went to the shadow of the bush.
(two)
Wind leaves flutter.Go out at the hottest time, the sun goes down, and I'm back.The black leather shoes absorbed too much light, and they were scorching. After more than a dozen subway stops, the temperature on the uppers of the shoes had dissipated, and the feet still had a faint burning pain.
(three)
Still, holding the coffee bottle in one hand, silently looking at the crowd and scenery around him.My big-brimmed hat is a little askew, casting a cool shadow on my face, and the butterfly on the hat is neatly fluttering, it flutters its wings slightly during the journey
I noticed that the expression on the face is indifferent, the posture is disdainful, and sometimes it will be twitchy and gentle, and most of the time it looks a bit awkward.As I did this, I would raise my head and take a sip of coffee from time to time, revealing my eyes under the brim of my hat, and a boy and I looked at each other mockingly and affectionately.
(four)
When I bought it, I went out and drank the first sip of iced latte. It was on the uphill slope of the Tmall supermarket to the ground level. I was listening to the first chorus of "Don't Hesitate": "wo hohoho——", such a coincidence, such a Stirring, "I have a story in my heart, and write every piece of joy, sorrow, and dream with my own hands."The coffee refreshed my heart, I took advantage of the opportunity to look at the sun, and closed my eyes slightly to the sky.
(Fives)
In front of the whole family’s door, there are weekend flowers in a bucket, 20 bouquets of roses, 10 daisies, and 15 valentine grasses. There is a sentence on the small blackboard: flowers are magic, which can make the mood instantly beautiful.Or beautiful, I forgot.Today, there is only a handful of valentine grass standing alone in it.The bouquets here will change every day, which is the starting point for some students to start their own businesses.
(six)
The second phase is hidden in the grass and grows with it.What kind of stories have they had, and where will they go in the future.It has nothing to do with me, I just glanced at it and didn't want to think about it.
(Seven)
Three girls in bachelor's uniforms walked by, their scarves were pinkish, maybe I didn't see them correctly.They left, left the underground passage, left the campus.We are all passers-by here, and we will soon forget each other.
(Eight)
I want to pick up the courier, which is a suit jacket and skirt jacket for modern girls, and a small satchel.How to match the men's Oxford shoes, the new donut bag can hold a Polaroid, but there is already a belt on the Polaroid.How to wear a small black suit designed with mesh on the back, I saw a lot of floral skirts outside today, so it is necessary to match floral skirts, idle books and coffee at hand, these are my few hours later and tomorrow, I can think about it.As for the future, that is the day after tomorrow, not in my plan, unless the time is close to it, you can think about it a little bit.
Last time I talked about living every day as the last few weeks of my life. It is too urgent and heavy to regard it as the last day. In War and Peace, Natasha accompanied Andre when he was dying, and death was expected , she sat in front of the hospital bed knitting socks, and I enjoyed this moment.Not yet lost, not yet urgent, you can knit socks with peace of mind.
(nine)
These songs bring an illusion from time to time, as if you are old, the songs will not grow old, and the youth of one generation will be suspended for future generations.Youth is just like this, fixed in one place, it has created a certain image for a generation, and that generation is old, but it still lingers in the old place, does not belong to anyone, but is appreciated.Netizens said that I have anachronism, which is in place.
(ten)
Holding the courier in his hand, he stopped at the full-length mirror downstairs.The high and drooping ponytail is surrounded by yellowish and nearly white hair rings, and the hat is hung around the neck with a rope, which is draped over the back.The neckline was so low that it was almost slutty but not out of purity, and the dark blue trouser legs were a little flowing.
I look at her and I love her!Because I know this person's idiosyncrasies, I will love the things I love for a long time. If I can live to be 40 years old, then, at that time, it will not be regret or gratitude, but, I like this girl, I Love her, she was indifferent at that time, she was indifferent at that time, and she was always crying when she wanted to cry.
If I would look at my seventeen or eighteen-year-old self with disdain and affection, then she is cute at the age of 20, and I will not smile with her in comfort, but sincerely love her.For a long time, but this period is short after all, and it will only be a memory for her in the future.
(eleven)
At this time, the sun was setting, and I didn't go to the lake, which was no different from being sunken by the lake watching the sunset.
(twelve)
A small cheongsam shop on Pingjiang Road now supports digital currency.
When I made the sachet, I enjoyed it a lot. The time was quiet. I sewed uneven stitches, knotted, fixed, turned over, put on beads and tassels.One, a sachet of Chinese herbs and mugwort leaves.The long stitch is too far away, I haven't seen it and I haven't learned it, and the finished product is a bit ugly, which I cherish.
Oh, by the way, last night I picked up a string of beige tassels at the passage stairs from the second phase to the first phase. It was just a simple bunch of threads tied with another bunch of small threads, without beads. There are still shapes, maybe it fell off someone's Hanfu or accessories.
What did the man say, the river of truth flows through its ditch of error, before the truth is used as a metaphor for a big-breasted girl, I first saw this small record: it has always been there, and it looks at you with a smile Look for.
(thirteen)
Convenience store near Humble Administrator's Garden.I said: "I want an ice cream~" The clerk repeated "ice cream" in a cute and playful tone, and somehow, maybe, it became ice cream?
After arriving in Suzhou, some netizens pointed out that I no longer distinguish between "n" and "l", but my Mandarin in my hometown used to be very standard.Well, some people say that people in northern Jiangsu just don't distinguish between nl and l.
(fourteen)
Granny who sells wreaths.She was about to walk up to me, but her footsteps were a little hesitant, probably knowing that I would not buy it.
No, don't come over.
She still asked tentatively, and I shook my head slightly, smelling the strong fragrance of gardenias.I feel guilty for not helping her.
(End of this chapter)
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