Think about it, isn't life just like a pot of mala Tang? It often gives off an attractive fragrance. In pursuit of that precious fragrance, whether it is food or poison, people often fall into it.
Life is like a pot of spicy hot pot. In front of it, I would rather choose ordinary, I don't need the famous brand effect of KFC and Starbucks, and I can't reach the charging standard of western food. I'm just browsing, drinking some low-grade bottled coke and taking a deep breath. It smells good. Whether it is good or bad, whether it is consequences or nutrition. It is the satisfaction of this moment, that is, being deeply intoxicated in a small corner that no one pays attention to.
How inappropriate it is to think like this! But here's what I think. Dare you say you didn't? How many people, longing for it, let me be presumptuous once and be true to myself. There is no difference between good and bad, just be sincere.
After eating the last bite of mala Tang, I wiped the oil stains on my mouth and closed my eyes. When I was about to fall asleep, a sentence popped up in my head: "I am presumptuous again." That's it, let's go to bed!