The night shift was like falling into a bottomless well, and the wall of the well was dark and dark night. Looking up, I saw a small piece of sky, which was as big as a disc in the daytime, and a trace of breeze scattered beside the well. The ruler of sunshine is too short to measure the unfathomable tiredness. On the night shift, the night is like a cup of rich bitter black coffee. You must taste it slowly until you drink it until you can see the bright dawn deposited at the bottom of the Cup. On night shift days, we are lights that we forgot to turn off, hanging in the lonely night sky, a little sober light, faintly shining on the road of life, and sending us the source of electric current, called Youth. Like (prose editor: Di Mo Chengshang) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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Music always has its own magic. It always makes people calm down when listening to it alone. I once heard such a sentence: listening to a song means listening to a piece of voice belonging to myself. In fact, I have already forgotten music in my life, but when I hear an old song that I am familiar with, I still feel excited. It seems that everyone will place a story on different songs, whether happy or sad, or hurt or painful. Why do songs have such magic power? When I played the melody of music, my heart seemed to have made a trip. With the joy of music, my mind jumps. With the sadness of music, I felt depressed for no reason. Music always accompanies us and grows with us. When I was still pure and ignorant, music was like a gurgling stream, with its crisp sound flowing into my life, leading me through youth and maturity. As I grow older, my interpretation of music has also changed, from superficial sadness to quiet meditation, as if in a journey, as the scenery moves closer, from the hazy distant view to the detailed pondering, and then mixed with some historical stories, it seems to complicate the simple scenery. If you add your own mood, it will be more complicated. The song is for all people, but the people who have heard it have different thoughts. And I think, even if I hear sadness and shed some tears, wipe it off. Don’t worry about anything. Maybe one day, when you hear the song again, it is when the smile is on your face. After listening to a song, it is like following the song for a period of mental path. Happiness, joy, sadness and sadness are performed together. Why bother about the feeling of this moment? As long as sadness does not exist in your heart, there will be no real sadness. People who can listen to a song are just those who treat themselves well quietly, give themselves a rest, stay alone and enjoy themselves in the sea of songs.

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