2. No one can be happy when being criticized and reprimanded by others, but I can see the animal nature more terrible than lions, crocodiles and dragons from people's angry scowls. Usually they hide these natures, but once they find the opportunity, they will be like those gentle cows on the grassland, suddenly shaking their tails and killing the gadfly on their stomachs.
3. Repeat the same thing every day, following the same routine as yesterday. If we can avoid the violent joy, there will naturally be no great sadness to visit.
4. Because of this, I can neither fight nor defend myself. Once someone speaks ill of me. I feel that I have misunderstood the meaning of others, and I can only bear that kind of attack silently, but I feel a kind of almost frantic fear in my heart.
5. When I get along with people, I always tremble with fear, and I have no confidence in my words and deeds as a human being. I hid my loneliness in my heart, tried my best to hide my inner melancholy and sensitivity with the innocent and optimistic appearance, and gradually became a freak who loved to play.
6. I heard that the first sentence after I woke up was "I want to go home". Even I don't know which "home" I want. I just muttered to myself and kept crying.
7. Happiness is the shimmering gold sand that sinks into the embankment of the River of Sorrow. That's the feeling. After experiencing the limit of sadness, my mood is incredibly and dimly bright. Quiet autumn morning. Covered with soft sunlight, autumn courtyard. I put down my knitting and looked at the sparkling chest-high sea.
8. When it comes to being fascinated, or being infatuated, I always feel vulgar, shameless and fooling others. On serious occasions for many years, as long as such words appear, the melancholy Galand will suddenly collapse and become dull and vulgar. Strange to say, if the vernacular of "the pain of being infatuated" is replaced by the written language of "the fear of being loved", the melancholy Galand seems to be unaffected.
9. As a member of human beings, I have always been fearful and jittery, and I have no confidence in my words and deeds. I can only secretly lock my depression and nervousness in a corner of my heart, and at the same time pretend to be innocent and cheerful, and gradually transform myself into a freak who pretends to be crazy and sells stupidity.
1. People who are overly afraid of people are more eager to see more terrible monsters with their own eyes; The more neurotic people are, the more eager they are for the storm to come ...
Ah, this group of painters were intimidated by the injury of monsters, so that they finally believed in the phantom and vividly witnessed the location of the monsters in the nature of the day.
Moreover, they did not use "funny jokes" to hide their fears, but devoted themselves to expressing what they saw intact.
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