At leisure, my heart suddenly became empty. The office only had myself, looking out of the window, as if nothing was thought, and as if something was floating in my heart, like the wind, without a trace. Take off your high heels, curl yourself up in the chair and sit in a comfortable posture. This weekend is a little lonely and a little desolate. The busy rhythm suddenly stopped, which was really rare to be casual and relaxed. Put on the ear veins, the old, favorite and gentle songs echo in the ear one by one. Such time and memory should be traced to the time long and long ago. But I don’t want to talk. I found a book in the corner and turned to a chapter conveniently. Those sentences were beating in front of my eyes, but I didn’t know what I was writing and my heart was floating in another unknown space, I can’t find the intersection. There is clear and light water in the Cup, and there is a shell fixed as specimen on the lid of the cup. I know that it has nothing to do with summer, but it has something to do with loneliness. During the weekend, those friends stayed in memory, and those happy, sad and bitter time accompanied by friends were only left to the past. But we can’t find the past. Those young and beautiful friends who once shared weal and woe together have also been far away or unfamiliar. However, I really appreciate those years and those friends. On this lonely but not sad weekend afternoon, I watched the clear sky and listened to the silence. I met myself face to face with such posture and indifference. The ringing of the phone disturbed my mind, and the dilemma of reality still existed. Only a moment of peace in the world is also a kind of enjoyment and a rare harvest. Text: Yuhe QQ364399664 in the wind

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