It is not enough for a person to have only this life, he should also have a poetic world.

? —— Wang Xiaobo

I have long longed for those who win the rubber track.

At 5: 20 on Sunday morning, I quietly got up and surfed the Internet.

Wearing sports plain clothes and a mysterious hat that glows.

Drink detoxification and beauty water, and wear a windproof and warm cover.

At first glance, I went out and looked up at the lonely moon star.

I don't know how far I have to run at night, and I only hear footsteps in my ears.

Turn around and run on Shangrao 'an Road. It's smooth to step on.

One is to be idle for ten kilometers, and step by step with your feet.

Passing cars, running around to make a living.

How much do ants know about life? You and I are both busy.

I don't know how far I have to run at night or how to get to the city.

Suddenly I met Raoyang's fitness line, and the sonorous music rippled in my heart.

Think about Yang Kun's Empty City.

The city is so empty/the memory is so intense

/This street is full of traffic/Who can I hug?

Seeing my own shadow in the drizzling street reminds me of Rumi's mirror:

We are the mirror and the face in the mirror.

At this moment, we tasted the taste of eternal life.

We are pain, but also the savior of pain.

We are sweet and cool water, and we are also splashing pots.

Three years of running has refreshed my three views:

Freshness prolongs life and challenges teenagers who have expanded their youth; Monotonicity accelerates the passage of time, while mediocrity compresses the immediate middle age.

On the flooded street, the lights are scattered, and people shake like Qinhuai River in the shadow of paddles;

Stars all over the sky/lights falling on the street/all over the street.

/Become the stars in the sky.

The drizzle in the countryside sneaked into the night, and Ding Dong accompanied me to the dream place.

Once a person finds the "true self", he will find the center of life, create his own unique experience and bring himself strong life force.

Every day's brief comfort overdraws the future. The continuous snail walking every day is to store the future.

The most regrettable thing in life is not failure, but that I could have failed.

Most people who don't like me don't know me; People who know me don't like me, most of them are not very happy; Most people who really know me like me, because my optimism and open-mindedness will deeply affect you. Some people will live in other people's gossip, and some people will live in your life.

I think of Jia.

Only by walking in the vastness can we know the smallness of people. Only by wandering in history can we know the shortness of life. Walking and daydreaming will help us to empty things out of our bodies and find our own insignificance. Constant learning and thinking have been helping me to restrain my self-expansion.

Give yourself positive hints in the morning.

There is a social psychological phenomenon called "self-testifying prophecy", which means that we always make our predictions come true inadvertently. How do you predict the development of the situation? So, in the early morning, give yourself positive language hints and give yourself a positive start. At the end of the day, evaluate, think and summarize the day.

Live clearly every day and insist on doing the right thing.

Think of the movie "Don't ask anything":

"May you remember your own preciousness and resist malice when you are hit; I hope that when you are confused, you firmly believe in your own preciousness, love what you love, do what you do, listen to your heart, and have nothing to ask for. "

I could have put up with the darkness/if I had never seen the sun/but the sun made me desolate/a new kind of desolation.

I often miss such a person and think about his fierce and silent spiritual world. I heard that she is old, yes, all the souls I have loved have experienced the glory and love in this world. And I am young and have nothing, and my face is full of autumn sunshine, but she is a gust of wind in my heart.

In this way, I ran into the playground, and the plastic track on the playground made me feel very comfortable and full of joy. I ran and caught up with two runners. I casually said, run ten more laps. Suddenly, a man replied, you are here.

Here I am, running from darkness to light.

Here I am, stepping on the wind step by step.

I am here, measuring from the countryside to the county seat.

I'm here for a common interest.

-Run without reading.

Anyway, one of the body and the soul is on the road.

Life is easy to get old, but the heart is hard to get old, and Chunfang is born. It's autumn again, and chrysanthemums are blooming brightly.

The autumn wind flashed in middle age, and it was cool, not a baby. Better than a child, though his face is as black as frost.

Hongmei sent me home, and suddenly it was dawn. It's already ecstatic, and the early bird is laughing. I don't know whether to laugh or not, but I get younger as I run. The lake will be happy when the horses are weighed next year.

On this intimate road, let me miss you, how can you be lonely when you miss me?