The self who smiled in my dream and kept me alive

I had a very strange dream.

There is a familiar figure in the dream, it is myself. He smiled and said to me, "Please take my place and live a good life."

"Why?" I asked him loudly, how could he be so selfish and want me to live on his behalf?

He touched my head and said nothing.

I looked at him, and my heart was filled with waves. I like him, I like him very much.

I like that he protects me and stands up for me time and time again. I like that he comforts me gently and encourages me to move forward time and time again. He could break all the doubts and ridicules for me, walk up to me, smile and extend his hand to me. He doesn't want to see me cry or feel sad. He just wants me to be alive and happy.

"I, I know..." I lowered my eyes, choked the words "I love you" in my throat, and swallowed them. This feeling is buried deep in the heart and becomes a secret that will never be known.

I took a step forward and wanted to hug him hard. But he took a step back and said to me, "Yi, it's time to wake up from the dream."

At that moment, my body felt cold, and my brain was so sad that it shut down.

Open your eyes, it's a new day. This time, there is no him beside me, only me.

why? I just want someone who can firmly choose me, even if it's myself. But even one of my fantasies rejected me. Will I even reject me? I don't understand, I can't understand.

When people live in this world, they should not care about the length or shortness of the process. They should think about, is your life meaningful?

Some people live because they want to be great men of a certain generation, some people live because they hope to live a better life, and some people live because they want to live a better life. Some people’s lives are not their own at all. They all listen to their parents and relatives. But I am different from them. I decide my own life. I want to be myself and don’t just want money.

Seneca said: "Life is like a fable, its value is not in its length, but in its content." This sentence completely reflects the meaning of life. Because life does not depend on anything. As long as you live happily and happily, then your life is meaningful. I personally feel that you must have the courage to try anything. Even if you fail, when you die, think back to it. From the beginning, you will definitely not regret it, because you have worked hard and tried what you want to do, and you have no regrets.

If you encounter setbacks, don’t be discouraged. As long as you work hard, everything in the world is possible. Come on!

"What is the meaning of my life in this world?" I asked myself, but I couldn't get an answer.

I am tired of looking at this world, and I am different from the situation where I moaned for no reason in the past. For example, when spring flowers are shy, does the kitten's downy pad feel like clouds? Does the wind have an obsession with the distance? How to judge whether the tree misses deeply. None of that mattered anymore. All that was left was restlessness.

Ha ha ha ha

I think we are really tired of looking at each other. In the final analysis, it is human beings who provoke this. Chase qualifications and abide by the rules, so you can get used to various choices day after day. There is no need to ask what happens next in life. The body seems to be the most cumbersome shell. When you really don't care anymore, it doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not. At this moment, why are you alive? The universe in my head was about to explode, but I cried for help. Before I decided to give up, I suddenly remembered a pair of eyes.