Won’t break through (Taiyuan Evening News)

Please don’t say that I am live in fairy tales, but the reality I really exist in is better than fairy tales, giggling. I feel happy, neither little happiness nor big happiness. I don’t know if I can describe this feeling well. Give it a try. To some extent, it is almost ecstatic, but there is no crazy turbulence and instability, just like silk sliding over the arm, it’s like gently sitting in a mountain stream surrounded by mountains and watching it flow and fall from its fingers, there is a little sunshine leaking from the tree gap shining on the spring water, the water in hands and the water in flush, which is not the kind of light that can be tasted only, but after penetrating into the center of the water drop, it slowly expanded to the surrounding area, which was very thorough and clear. This is a fundamental happiness. First of all, the suspicion and gloom in each cell were carefully squeezed out and turned into gray smoke. Then, trust and sunshine were poured into the world in a way from super soft to beautiful, which made me understand what innocence and sincerity are. Maybe I still can’t avoid the unreasonable trouble next time and next time, ha ha, but now even my irrationality has undoubtedly become a bargaining chip of happiness. I want to praise with the best poetry in the world and sing with the most beautiful melody in the world, but I don’t have the talent of a poet or a sweet voice, but fortunately, I have the most sincere heart, hehe. Do you know how a child feels when he only wants a candy and you give him the candy in the whole world? Or it is the feeling when you only desire a little breeze in hot summer and the elves weave you a cool state for several days. Happiness, from all directions, surrounded me in a daze, forget to break through the silly! Why break through? Ho Ho!

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