Beginning of the pen: the meaning of leisure is just right

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The dance of tranquillity …
She dragged her exhausted body and walked crookedly on the winding cobblestone road, as if the atmospheric gravity no longer missed her. She staggered on the gray pebbles, smiling but not smiling, as if crying but there were no tears.  A few hours ago, the man she knew walked by with her arms around a woman stranger to her. Hu dialed his phone, and a familiar, no, strange voice came from the other end: "Hello, Xiao Hu?" "Well, where are you, Nagisa?" She still didn't want to believe it, her last expectation seemed to be pinched around her neck by a huge hand, unable to breathe in or exhale. "Fool, of course I am in the company? What's the matter, Xiaohu?" She slowly slid down the phone next to her ear, and Zhu's questions kept coming from her ear, slowly getting stronger, but she felt that they were getting farther and farther away. Toot······Toot········· The once weak heart became firm in an instant...

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There is always some substance, which is isolated between people and can easily draw a deep gully between each other. When the gully is filled with rainwater to form a river, there is no way to cross it...  ···· In the past few days, Sioux City is always overcast, as if dissatisfied with the weather.  On the ground, the sewer has lost its former function, or it has not worked at all. Suzhou has become a veritable water city. He looked at the sky, as if looking at his own cheek, so gloomy, but his eyes flashed with rare firmness.  She took out all the items that Zhu had given him, and threw them into the trash can downstairs, with a "boom" in her ear. The heart sank, without any thoughts... Back at home, the phone vibrated and called········  "  Hey." "Xiaoyu, are you at home?" "Well, what's wrong." "I'm here to play with you." The attitude is very casual. Stroking her hair, she hasn't met Yan Yiyao for a long time, her good girlfriend, and heard her saying "Okay, when are you coming over?" "Already at the door." Toot··Du····Du······ She put down her phone and opened the door. A former friend appeared in front of her. Before she could think about it, she was interrupted by a big bear. I haven't seen her for a few months, and my best friend has changed a lot, but even though it has changed, the childish behavior reveals her character at a glance. "Hey, hello, ah." Yi Yao shook his hand. "What's wrong. You don't want me to go in and sit down." She pouted "Oh, no, I see you are beautiful." Panicked. Zhou's home is not particularly rich, but it is not poor and white.  Although the home is not very large, but the layout is very reasonable.  "Haruka, after you moved elsewhere, I have always missed you." She took Yan Yiyao's hand, her eyes moist. "Oh Yo, I'm not coming back anymore. How about it, how are you doing recently? Is there any handsome guy chasing you?" My heart tightened. "How can I have you as white, rich and charming? Anyone who chases you can go around the equator, hehe." "It's not that exaggerated, but there are a few people." She kept touching with two index fingers. She couldn't help but laugh when she looked at her. This was the first time she laughed in a month.  For him, friendship triumphed over all unpleasantness.  Even if nothing can help, as long as the selfless company, everything will disappear. Why are you crying? It can only be this way...

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In the real world, there will not be the color of twisting and sadness in the verse.  Some people say that there are many colors in dreams, but it is just determined by your thoughts.  However, in the real dye vat, it is nowed by all the reversal factors, as if thousands of hemp ropes are twisted, leaving the knot that is difficult to untie. Everyone always feels the spirit, the body will lazily show its feelings. It’s as if you always see lightning in the air first, and after a few seconds of silence, there will be a loud sound bursting in your ears. For people, there is often painful pain before the moist eye sockets choke their throat.  The feeling of spirit overrides the body, sometimes it can make you forget the pain, sometimes it's just pain. For an ignorant girl who has just stepped into the workplace, what color is her dream?  Hu Xueqi smiled and pointed to the sky without thinking (God knows).

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Some people think it is a kind of relief, while others think it is loss. Of course, it can also be a gain.  What is broken love?  Du Niang said: Infatuated people are abandoned by their romantic partners.  In fact, it can also be said that it is the terminal of two people's mental feelings. If you get on the wrong car, you will get off and change to another car.  .  .  . The real people embrace the real society, that's it... The two beards of the clock form an angle of 75 degrees, momentarily: Ding···Ding····Ding······ A lazy turn over, forming a slight float in this tens of square meters space, and returning to calm.  And when the clock remembered for the second time... "Ah..." The first scream today.  "But the voice just came out for a few seconds," Oh yo, I'm dying, cry out for the soul early in the morning.  "The same situation last time was because watering flowers overturned the spray can. Zhou's dressing speed broke the Guinness World Record again. She brushed her teeth, combed her hair, and put on makeup, making people wonder whether she had anything to do with Nezha.  He rushed to the door without looking back without any food.  I rushed all the way to the bus station, and the lady sweated off the lady’s coat, and joined the crowded crowd.········ ...

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A feeling of cleanliness and contrived stimulating in the cube space, the mist that seems to have been empty for a long time enveloped this limited space. Various noises set the scene so quiet.  By the way, that is silent tranquility. The cry of a child seems so out of place in this realistic environment. If birth is joy, then should death be the same? Forget whether the world once was silent and silent. If there is no fog... In Yu Xueqi's memory, taking the bus when he was a child was his favorite thing, and his father would always pick her up and dominate the scenery backing outside the window.  Now when she herself didn't need any help, that sense of joy also flowed upstream into the fragments of memory.

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The bus opened the door like unloading, and the driver urged the passengers with his yellowed teeth, no, Shengke. He stared at the golden light in Shengke's hands without blinking. The sky is a bit gloomy, not the kind of illegitimate child who seems dark and light, so mysterious and gray.  You know, her body is locked by the work chain again. She doesn't have the key, the key is in time, In fact, they are all the same. She fiddled with a few of her hairs and habitually put on makeup.  Enter the company with the same self, but office workers with different ideas.  To The tight closing and crowding of the elevator made her a little choking, just like last time. The number of the building reached the 18th floor. The slightly empty space put down its tight claws, and the suffocation feeling was replaced by countless oxygen molecules. I took out a certificate that symbolized my presence in this company, and put it down on the machine: start working! Yes, it's about to start work, the machine is always so energetic.  Walked to his familiar and small position. "Hey, Xueqi, here comes." "Oh, the manager is early. The momentary panic and the spirit of not knowing where it came from. "It just so happens. You help me give these files to Cindy, and will you pour me a cup of coffee by the way?" So casual. "Oh, okay, right now." With an attitude like a flight attendant.  "When did I become an assistant?" thought to myself.  As the saying goes, being exploited is always so helpless. "Cindy, the manager asked me to give you the file." She handed it to her with both hands, looking a little ridiculous.  "Let it go." A woman in her thirties was lowering her head and painting her nails that had almost lost her femininity, as if she wanted to cover up the fact. Wu walked to the lounge slightly disgustingly, took out a cup that Aunt Cleaner had just washed in the morning from the cabinet, and mumbling about a cup of coffee silently.  .  .  . "It seems that I have to work overtime again today, even in the morning. "It seems to have a habit. It took her an hour to deal with these trivial matters.  This is fatal for designers, because their responsibility is to design things that satisfy the boss and customers in a limited time, so working overtime until eleven or twelve is a consensus habit in the industry, or a guideline··  ···· Hu is a fashion designer of Xiangni Clothing. She draws countless pictures of clothes every day, which leads to her developing obsessive-compulsive disorder.  When I see clothes that are not good, I always want to change them until I am satisfied.  That's how Yan Yiyao's clothes were ruined by her. Her daily work is coffee, drawing design drawings, cutting, eating, monotonous to black and falling in love with the rainbow. Finally, the lunch break did not stop him from being busy, until today's time the key unlocked her, that is the key to zero... The last bus of the bus had already left him, leaving only a space intertwined with endless darkness and lights. She called a taxi, said an address when she was tired, and then went off the ground to sleep, and the nearby car lights were on her again and again.  The cheek slipped. In my memory, you came to me with a pure smile, and then told me. I am always here.