I forgot the author's name

1. Every day, countless people flock to this rapidly rotating city - with their grand plans, or the day of soap bubbles Dream; every day, countless people leave the forest of skyscrapers in this stiff and indifferent city - leaving their tears.

2. This is a city developing at the speed of light.

The whirling material desires and vigorous vitality have turned the city into a complex underground labyrinth.

This is an era of indifference as sharp as a dagger.

Dig holes one after another in the human heart, and then bury ticking bombs. The rapid differentiation between the two levels of wealth is literally tearing people's souls in half.

3. Among freshmen boys, 80% wear glasses, and half of the remaining 20% ??wear pants with legs three inches too short, exposing the white nylon underneath. Socks, and the other half, throw them into the sea of ??people, and you will never be able to find them.

4. The remaining Tang Wanru is very calm, which I can understand because she doesn’t read at all. She would rather spend the afternoon on the sofa with a bunch of popcorn movies than read a novel that is enough to make people cry, twist their souls, or even make them hair-raising. Even if you tell her "Guo Jingming is a poet in the Tang Dynasty", she will still say calmly, "Oh, really", and she always thinks that Wang Shuo and Wang Meng are brothers.

5. During this process, one of the fashion magazines fell and hit Nan Xiang on the head, causing her to almost go into shock - each thick and large fashion magazine weighing almost one kilogram does have Potential as a murder weapon.

6. In our ordinary and confused life, there is not only easy laughter and hilarious fun. In the slow advancement of time day after day, there is a lot of pain, like thumbtacks, being pierced into our hearts as the wheels roll by.

7. Our pain comes from love. But our happiness also comes from love.

8. The thick night outside the window is made particularly heavy by the silence, like a pool of lake water on a windless day. Under the yellow streetlight, a man and woman on a date would occasionally pass by each other. Their shadows were stretched very long, like the word "happiness" in capital letters.

9. The first day of school has passed.

In fact, our lives turn around like this day by day. The second hand, minute hand, and hour hand drag their shadows and turn into countless densely packed days, which eventually converge into the long river of time and become the huge era we live in.

And I, and we, are all the tiniest and most insignificant part of it.

10. There were many swaying green halos in the dream, but later it became clear that they were a whole group of huge and quiet trees.

The shadows of the trees swayed into an ocean, tilting towards the end of the earth. Huge green waves rolling away.

11. Because I am almost going crazy. Many times, I wanted to grab my hair and pull myself up from the ground - no matter whether Newton would emerge from the coffin or not, I would flip through Newton's laws in the book and yell at me madly: "This is Impossible!"

12. He bit the first Chaos tightly in his mouth, and then a hot tear fell into the white plastic lunch box.

13. Under the dim street lights, Gu Li received the news that Gu Yuan was back.

"I love you"

This is the first message from Gu Yuan on Gu Lixin's mobile phone.

14. Among those well-dressed fashionistas and party animals, Hang Lung must be the center of Shanghai.

When wearing 10cm stilettos and clicking across the smooth and new marble floor of Hang Lung, they must feel that they are stepping on the entire Shanghai, no matter whether the suede jacket they just bought with a credit card is equivalent to an entire city. monthly salary.

15. Countless sky-high-priced real estate properties along the coast are bathed in the dim yellow rain of Shanghai. There is a lonely lady who dials her husband’s mobile phone for the twelfth time and the call she hears is still forwarded to voicemail. Holding the silk pillow in a daze, he leaned against the bed and looked at the river outside the window. The churning yellow foam resembles an endless whirlpool of desire.

16. In the eyes of countless outsiders who come to Shanghai to travel, the center of Shanghai must be the bustling Nanjing Road, which has been reported countless times on TV programs. The flagship stores of Giordano and Baleno are all flashing huge idea screens, and in the gold and silver buildings on the street, the gold chains are thicker than the last. Countless passers-by raised their cameras, flashes clicking.

17. But only on People's Avenue, the palm-sized manhole cover-like bronze plaque cast by the municipal government to mark the starting point of downtown Shanghai has long since disappeared from people's sight and memory.

18. Man is really a completely self-centered animal.

19. It’s the end of December. It started to rain continuously in Shanghai. God wrapped the entire Shanghai with leaden dark clouds overhead, and then began to water the flowers densely. The light is so dark that it makes people feel depressed. Even if all the fluorescent lights above the head are turned on, I can only provide a more lonely and pale color.

20. In Gu Li's life, in just a few decades, he should follow the biological principle of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Quickly leave people and things that are harmful to you, and then quickly grab everything that is beneficial to you. The entire life should be an equation that strictly follows mathematical theorems. From the beginning to the end, we should always solve for the value of X.

21. If you are looking down at our university from God's perspective or height, then you will see a wonderful chase battle between cat and mouse.

22. If our lives are full of another unknown possibility before, then within the walls of the university, this chase battle, whoever meets whom first, can lead to completely different things. ending.

It's like someone dropping a handful of steel balls on a rotating wheel. No one knows who the final winner will be until the rotating wheel stops.

23. I believe that if there is anyone among our friends who can complete such a task, which is similar to going deep into the tiger's den and stepping on the tiger's face, then it must be Nanxiang. Not even Tang Wanru. Tang Wanru would directly trample the tiger to death.

24. She is like the President of the United States. No matter what happens, even if the World Trade Center twins are bombed, she will still be calm and calm. She will not be sad, but will only think about what if Damage control.

25. It’s such a long and gray winter again——

Our love, hate, emotion and sadness.

Our past, our present, and our infinitely distant future.

The green grass era when we make friends, the long nights when we sit down and talk.

They are all recorded in a fixed length of film. As the machine reads, the screen projected in the dark continues to show. The protagonists were joyful and sorrowful on the screen, and the audience screamed with them with tears in the dark.

We are just small fragments of this huge era, no matter how ups and downs the drama is unfolding on us. We gathered together, rotated, cut, overlapped, and then formed a huge radiant glass ball.

We are faint existences, reflecting every ray of longing and every ray of unwillingness in our hearts.

26. Let us stop time here first.

Then let us raise our hands and turn the clocks on our wrists back - to two months ago.

27. But there is a tug of war in each other's hearts.

His hands were holding the rough rope tightly, and sticky blood seeped out of his palms.

There was no cheering crowd, no teammates, a quiet but intense tug-of-war between two people in the empty Colosseum.

28. If the night market can have the ability in the darkness, then now, you will definitely see Yuan Yi with a face full of anger and humiliation, gnashing his teeth in the darkness.

29. But life is never a TV series. It will no longer play sensational music when it should be romantic; it will no longer let the heroine respond with a strong response when the hero confesses affectionately; it will no longer overturn a cup of strong coffee when it needs tenderness and sweetness. Rich honey.

It always has a plot that it cannot guess.

And the cruel screenwriter who created it.

30. Love without material things is just a cover for weakness. If it is blown by the wind, or even without the wind, it will be like a piece of loose sand after a few slow steps.

31. If our life was a movie, or a series with climaxes, then at such moments, very sad background music would slowly emerge from the ground. .

Those sad piano music or sad cello sounds exaggerate and amplify our sadness until it fills the entire world.

32. The sobs and tingling sensations in the chest were forcefully pressed into the body. Like the violent meteorite impact on the moon, or the explosion of a red mushroom cloud, after being blocked by the vacuum, everything is silent and empty.

33. He thought, this is my love.

She walked calmly into the distance, gradually leaving her own world.

He opened his mouth and cried.

The cold wind poured into the warm chest like mercury, clenching the heart for a moment.

34. This is the strongest syllable of tragedy -

The huge mournful cry of the low violin that fills the entire empty world.

35. We will always admire those shining people.

We always feel that they are like gods.

They conquer the world with their powerful and irresistible charm and power.

For example, Gong Ming is on the phone now, or Kitty just left.

But we will never know what price they paid in exchange for a shining life.

36. When I was sleeping in bed, when I was elated by love, when I was lying on the sofa boredly watching TV station soap operas, they drank up a new cup of coffee, Rub your eyes and move on to something new. They held their phones and closed their eyes for an hour on the sofa.

37. The rotating, colorful material world.

Equal exchange is the cruelest and fairest cold world.

38． We live in a vast universe, surrounded by cosmic dust and galactic light dust floating all over the sky. We are existences even smaller than these. You don't know when life suddenly changes direction and falls into darkness as thick as ink. You are dragged into the abyss by disappointment, you are pulled close to the grave by disease, you are trampled to pieces by frustration, you are ridiculed, ridiculed, hated, resented, and abandoned. But we always retain hope in our hearts and a beating heart that is unwilling to give up. We are still making small efforts despite great despair. This feeling of not wanting to give up, they become little stars in the boundless darkness. We are all little stars.

39. A huge moon hangs in the sky, and its cold brilliance illuminates the world like a tragic drama. It was only a short day, but it seemed like a long century.

40. The huge moon is like a beautiful scenery, and the whole of Shanghai is shrouded under this scenery.

41. The melancholy youth and rebellious years are fermented into a bowl of green grass juice and poured into the heart.

42. After so many years, it still hurts her, but it also warms her. The image of his back is a black and white photo in a frame, like a silent tree.

She gritted her teeth and told herself that this was the last time she would see him in her long life.

43. White light flows everywhere, and the empty streets that gradually become hot look like a black and white silent film.

The infinitely expanding silence.

The little figure that curled up and twitched without all sounds.

44. ————I want to be with him so much.

————I want to be with Zai as before.

45. I walked out of the dark exhibition hall, and outside the window was the overwhelming luxurious atmosphere of Nanjing West Road. Countless luxury cars drove past. The material light emitted from the display window almost blinds people's eyes. This is the top location in Shanghai and also the most indifferent area in Shanghai. People here have fierce jealousy and hatred in their hearts. These strong and solid hatreds are the bombs God has given to this top area in Shanghai. No one is immune, and everyone is under the constant rumbling sound. , flesh and blood flying everywhere, souls scattered.

46. You can see the snow-white ceiling while lying on the bed.

Plus snow-white sheets. You can imagine yourself in a snow-white world.

The snow-white world we are familiar with has a hospital or a paradise.

47. You can learn about Shanghai through various channels - one of the most dazzling cities in China's huge territory. Or, remove the “one”.

48. I felt that there was too much in my stomach and it was about to explode, so I sat down on a black iron carved chair by the roadside, resting my hands on my waist, basking in the sun like a pregnant woman.

49. I raised my head and squinted my eyes in the sun. For a moment I felt that there was no one around me. The huge campus was extremely quiet. I could even hear the wind rustling the dense sycamore leaves. , like a whole desert rolling past my head. There is only a small me, sitting alone in the strong sunshine.

50. The air is filled with the rich fragrance of trees in midsummer.

What a sad moment. I felt sad in my heart.

51. Tang Wanru reluctantly opened her eyes and saw a big brown cockroach that she didn't know whether it was sleeping, in shock or dead. It was lying in her hand, revealing its shiny cockroach. of layered abdomen.

She looked at it, then gently raised her hand and threw it into the trash can. (...)

52. The radio waves that fly calmly over the world. magnetic current. signal.

They spread from different places, over the heads of countless strangers, across countless desolate or prosperous lands, and then transmitted to our mobile phones.

This small, cold piece of machinery is like our fragile heart exposed outside our body. The radio waves are reduced to various tones and words, wrapping it heavily. Warm and sweet sugar water, or bitter and cold juice.

They caressed each other like gentle wind, and hit hard like huge hammers.

53. Various people use radio waves as a medium to find us and connect to us through our hearts that are exposed outside the body, easily shaking our originally peaceful world.

54. Lights flowed around them, and noblely dressed people walked hurriedly around them. There are many tourists from other places who come for sightseeing. On the huge screen above their heads was a promotion for a movie that had just been released. The plot was exciting and climaxed one after another.

55. Their respective thoughts and gazes are like the intersecting rapids of the deep seabed, where cold and warmth collide.

56. A vague intuition makes me feel like I am walking barefoot in a diving lake full of water plants. I don’t know which step I will take, and I will suddenly sink into the deep water and be hit by the cold water. Pour it down your throat, get wrapped around your ankles with water plants, and pull you toward the dark bottom.

57. She was like a huge and full cumulonimbus, silently and slowly floating to the seat, faint and like a ghost.

58. Shanghai seemed to have suddenly turned into a huge cave that I had never seen before. Countless dark air currents were swirling toward the abyss. I was teetering on the edge of the cave.

Those crazy black thorns burst out of the concrete floor in an instant, swaying loudly and strung up into the sky with the wind.

59. The black jungle covered with spikes firmly enveloped the entire Shanghai in an instant.

Then, he began to devour it unscrupulously.

60. Three days later, a large-scale rainfall began in Shanghai.

The weather forecast said that this was the largest rainfall in summer in recent years.

Countless heavy rains hit the glass exterior walls of skyscrapers, and the entire city was like a ruin surrounded by water, covered in gray.

All the heartbeats slowly became weaker.

61. After the heavy rain, a rare hailstorm swept Pudong in June. An ice puck the size of a table tennis ball fell from the sky quickly and violently.

62. The white light flooding everywhere almost made all the concrete floors smoke. When walking on the road, the sound of the ground cracking could be heard in my ears, like a boiling oil pan.

63. Gong Ming expressionlessly raised the doctor's diagnosis in his hand and asked him, "When did it happen?"

Chong Guang curled his lips indifferently, "That's pretty cool. It’s been a long time, and he’s almost dead anyway, I think.”

Gong Ming stood up and walked out of the ward without looking at him again. "Then why don't you just die?" Gong Ming closed the door and said coldly.

Chongguang Brick looked at the peeled oranges he left on the coffee table, pursed his lips, raised his hands to wipe away the tears, smiled, and whispered: "Get the hell out of here. . ”

64. The huge yellow moon overhead spreads its flowing light evenly across the dark, dense woods.

The typhoon that had just logged in passed over our heads, like a wave of waves, roaring towards the distant horizon. The huge wave of sound took away the murmur of heart beating, leaving the world in the dark night with a smooth silence.

65. And when I was completely immersed in the disintegration of such venting, on the other side of the lake, in the row of high-end wards, Chong Guang stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the other side of the lake crying heartbrokenly. us.

His eyes were like black lakes filled with water in winter. A circle of burning red maple trees surrounds the lake.

He raised his hand and waved to the people by the lake, but we didn't hear him.

Later, Chong Guang told me that at that time he felt like he was isolated in a lonely world, completely silent, and his voice disappeared into a certain cave in the universe.

No one saw him.

Maybe when you wake up tomorrow, he will disappear, and those who loved him will never find him again.

The lush trees in summer are fragrant.

White sheets exposed to the sun, with a warm fragrance.

66. Now I feel like a thrown away newspaper.

67. If eyes could shoot poisonous needles, I would have been a cactus half an hour ago.

68. The three of us were lying unsteadily on the French sofa next to the huge floor-to-ceiling window of his house, looking at the bustling Shanghai across the river, with the dots of lights like the remaining red stars in an extinguished fire.

For a moment, I felt that our lives were like this, with only a pile of ashes and a few struggling fires left.

69. I raised my head and wiped away the tears rolling out of my eyes. The tears they left on my face were quickly evaporated by the hot questions.

70. I wonder if, in case of alcohol poisoning, after I am sent to the hospital, the doctor can find my blood from the alcohol flowing in my veins to determine my blood type.

71. The bloodshed is just the beginning.

The real show is when people are out of their minds.

Of course, we all know that we love dramas with such excitement and ups and downs in life.

72. Dozens of consecutive heavy rains.

Every morning there is lightning and thunder.

The huge lightning and thunder, like hands with long sharp nails, tore everyone's eardrums. Every explosive thunder was like a sudden hard slap in the dark.

73. Zhao Wei plays not a little duck but a little swallow, thank you.

74. Gu Li thought for a while and said: "That's Qiong Yao drama. Which of Guo Jingming's protagonists is not dead? His heart must be extremely dark and perverted, and his childhood must be full of shadows and distortions. . ”

75. I closed my eyes gently and tears flowed into her pillow.

76. At the end of the memory, I finally couldn't help crying "Wow". I clutched the pillow tightly, and my chest was filled with a huge pain called "things are different and people are different".

77. I was lying on the bed, as if someone had flattened me with a huge hammer.

78. Our lives exist in such a small, crowded, and warm era.

The huge background music echoes melodiously throughout Shanghai, embellishing the golden edge of this prosperous era. There are more times we don’t know, places we haven’t seen, and this era has not stopped turning. It uses the most cold and rational way to make everyone's life move forward in parallel.

79. The light of the sunset disappeared quickly as if blown away by the wind, just like the beautiful years that can never be returned. It felt like the last drama of an era.

80. The anticipation and softness he showed in his eyes for the first time was like his little nephew holding the crayon picture he had just drawn, running over and pulling on the hem of his clothes, hoping to get A general expression of praise.

81. The lion with half-closed eyes lazily yawned for the first time.

82. In the center of Shanghai, it is very difficult to find an apartment that satisfies you. It is no less difficult than finding a good man to marry.

83. It is more difficult to find an apartment that satisfies you in Jing'an District, the center of Shanghai. The difficulty is similar to finding a good man who can get married, and he gets married. I won’t cheat or come out later. This is a law recognized by Shanghai people.

84. I don’t know when the sun has completely disappeared, leaving a desolate red struggling on the skyline.

85. His jet-black hair covered the face of the young idol, and also concealed his huge disappointment in the world.

86. The street lamp jumped a few times, like It looked like it was about to go out, but after a few seconds, it returned to normal.

The whole street is brightly lit and so prosperous that people feel very happy.

87. You know, our life is like this, one endless farce after another.

One day, we will all be wiped out in the final explosion.

88. A very soft and hoarse voice, accompanied by the guitar, filled the whole room. I seemed to see many Russians wearing thick leather hats walking on the university streets at dusk. They lowered their heads, knew no one, and hurried on.

There are horse-drawn carriages and tall bare birch trees around. The university fills the city with a heartbreaking whiteness.

88. There is no autumn in Shanghai. Often when summer is over, it rains heavily, and then the whole city begins to sweat.

Winter rolls on the ground quickly, and everything becomes cold.

When I looked out through the glass, I doubted whether the ground would freeze in the early morning.

89. The cold air brought by the rain outside the window rushed in through the open window. I walked to the window, closed it, and then leaned over the window sill, pressing my face against the glass and looking out. Those yellow street lamps looked like stained oil paint through the water-drenched glass.

90. Many times, our lives are like the narrative fragments of the soundtrack in a movie. The camera cuts away from us one by one, then circles around and cuts back again. There is no dialogue, no lines, we appear silently in these shots covered by music.

We each live on this small planet at the same time, under the same sad soundtrack.

We are so sad.

91. Music flows through each of us, like rain covering our years.

92. Heavy rain spreads evenly throughout Shanghai, which is getting colder by the day.

On the streets late at night, many people wear long coats. The man holding an umbrella walked indifferently under the light of the street lamp, and then slowly walked into the darkness.

93. Dense rain fell on the windshield, and the wipers went back and forth alone, making a monotonous sound in the quiet night.

94. The raindrops create ripples on the lake.

On the vast black lake, there are a few haloes of street lamps reflected on it, like pearls shining brightly at the bottom of the lake in fairy tale movies.

94. Outside the umbrella is a huge but quiet rain.

95. In a whole small universe.

There is a whole little era.

I thought that it won’t be long before Shanghai slowly enters winter.

I am sincerely looking forward to a heavy snowfall, a continuous heavy snowfall, which will make this city clean again, become pure white, become empty, and become nothing.

96. Just like in the movie "The Day After Tomorrow", the entire city turned into a huge ice field.

We are buried alive together in crystal-shining ice cubes. For thousands of years, we will remain young and immortal.

97. It is a strange feeling. A person who has lived with us for so many years suddenly disappears from our lives one day. It seems that everyone has no feelings at all and continues to live forward, sad, sad, happy, excited... Our lives don't seem to be any different.

98. But I know that in a life that looks exactly the same, some things can never go back.

99. "Why aren't you dead yet?" He stopped and fell silent after hearing this. After a while, he whispered: "It should be soon." The warrior on the TV screen followed his handle He stopped and stopped, and after a while, he was shot and fell to the ground. Chong Guang grinned nonchalantly and said, "Look, just die." His smile looked sad in the sunset. The sun illuminated the green stubble on his chin, turning it golden, making him look like a handsome member of the British royal family.

100. Time passes bit by bit, passing by and saying goodbye.

We slowly walked towards a place marked by God.

101. I sat in the living room and cried. Although I didn’t cry out, I almost choked to death from the tears that penetrated into my nasal cavity.

102. I know that this is the always boring winter in Shanghai. Cold, humid, Shanghai winter.

103. I think that the city center far away from us must also be a scene filled with happiness now.

104. We all know that there are always scenes in movies that surprise us. But when we sit in a movie theater with popcorn and Coke.

We all know that no matter how thrilling it is, Spider-Man will defeat Doctor Octopus; no matter how twists and turns, the prince will be with Cinderella in the end.

105. But life is not like this. Before it gently puts a bomb in your palm, it has actually put a curse talisman on your back.

106. My head felt like it was about to split, as if I heard a ghostly and sharp laughter coming from the depths of the black hole.

The train roared and rushed into the misty snow.