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Inscription: The world is absurd and the reality is disgusting.
The night in Guilin is not beautiful, but I feel extremely comfortable. I can wander freely in the alley under the starry sky.
It's been a month since I dropped out of school, and I haven't dreamed any more. Scientifically speaking, people dream every night, but sometimes they forget it after waking up for a few seconds. Maybe it's not that I don't dream, but I have lost the ability to remember dreams.
But another memory, a living memory, still nailed me to the cross.
Some people say that the brain will consciously delete or isolate things that it doesn't want to remember, but why does that memory peck my soul on time every day like Zeus's vulture?
Things have to start from the National Day a year ago.
September 2 1 day
"The essence of Feng Shui is qi, which is the source of life, the foundation of life, and the qi in Feng Shui." The dean stopped suddenly at this point.
"Liu Pengshan, what is Feng Shui?" The dean called my name.
"Gas scattered by the wind, boundary water check. It is called Feng Shui because it keeps getting together and stopping doing things. " I stood up and looked up at the blackboard.
"This answer is not comprehensive. Sit down and pay attention in class later. " The dean didn't seem willing, but he waved and motioned me to sit down. Go on with his class.
"the' qi' in feng shui is the surrounding area. ...