In Zhao Fusheng's memory, his father was not a very strong man, he was thin, with high cheekbones, and his back was a little hunched due to years of hard work.

I still remember that one year when I went to other places, my father sent me to the station. He didn’t let me carry my luggage, but insisted on carrying my own suitcase alone, walking in front with a trembling body. Looking at my father’s gray hair, he realized It turns out that my father is really old.

His vision gradually blurred, and Zhao Fusheng's voice was choked up. At this moment, he couldn't tell where he was.

"In [-], the crops had already been harvested.

My old mother passed away last year.

The son was wearing a white shirt and ran into the campus.

But recently, he has lost a lot of weight due to some worries.

Think about the future,

I got old and became a pile of old paper money.

By then the son was a real man.

There was a lovely girl who married him,

I hope they don't have such a hard life.

this is my father,

words in the diary,

This is his life, the prose poems left behind.

after many years,

I watched the tears flow,

But my father is old like a shadow.

this is my father,

words in the diary,

This is his life, stay,

The prose poems left behind.

after many years,

I watched the tears flow,

But my father was like an old newspaper in the wind.

This is the footprint left by that generation,

After a few winds and rains, the traces will be erased.

This land once made me cry,

But how many people's sad past has been buried in it. "

At the beginning, there were still people chatting and laughing in the bar, but as Zhao Fusheng's singing accompanied by the sound of the guitar, the whole bar gradually became quiet.

The sound of the piano is like clear spring water, refreshing.

Sometimes, what makes people cry does not need to be vigorous and impassioned, but ordinary.

Father's love is like a mountain. The broken permanent bicycle that carried us to school when we were young, and the figure who carried us to the hospital when we were in college, are all about my father's memory.

Looking at the tearful boy on the stage, Mu Qingqing felt for the first time that she really didn't understand him.

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At the end of the song, Zhao Fusheng stood up, put the guitar on the chair, glanced at the audience, and said lightly, "I don't sing because I really don't like singing."

Chapter 37 The Troubled Woman

There are only two types of people in this world who don't have to worry about self-growth, the real stupid and the really smart.Most people's self-growth process is so difficult that it is almost inhumane.

Zeng Guofan said that the failure of mediocre people in ancient and modern times lies in laziness, and the failure of talents in ancient and modern times lies in arrogance.In a word, how difficult is it to do?But you have to do it, and learn to enjoy and learn to think.You must first have a clear mind before you can behave properly.

Therefore, the ancients were very concerned about nourishing qi. To put it bluntly, it is to have a normal heart.

Zhao Fusheng asked himself that he didn't have such deep self-cultivation, so after being teased by Li Zhiyuan several times, he finally chose to explode.

It's just that, once something like anger erupts, it's like a man will always feel an endless sense of emptiness after performing some sacred thing.

The moment he stepped out of the bar, tears fell from the corners of Zhao Fusheng's eyes, and he knew that he would never go back.

Without waiting for the people behind him, he took a taxi and went straight back to the dormitory.

When Tan Kaixuan and others came out, there was no trace of Zhao Fusheng, and they called a few taxis, and everyone left one after another.

Of course, intentionally or unintentionally, no one paid attention to Li Zhiyuan and others.

"Zhiyuan, do you want me to find someone to teach that Zhao a lesson?" A roommate behind Li Zhiyuan said with a stern face.

What Zhao Fusheng did just now was tantamount to slapping Li Zhiyuan hard in the face. In their opinion, they would take revenge no matter what.

Li Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head: "Forget it, there will be opportunities to teach him a lesson in the future."

His idea is very simple, if he finds someone to teach Zhao Fusheng a lesson because of chasing girls, once the matter is revealed, he may be punished. For Li Zhiyuan, it is not worthwhile to be punished because of Zhao Fusheng.

People are still rational after all.

Although sometimes we are dominated by emotions called impulsiveness and make some outrageous actions that can even be called crazy, but once this emotion cools down and regains our composure, we will make choices that are most beneficial to ourselves.

If Zhao Fusheng knew Li Zhiyuan's choice now, he would definitely look up to this young man. After all, at this age, he has such self-control ability. Even if this guy can't accomplish anything big, he must not be a simple person.

But it is a pity that the current Zhao Fusheng is not in the mood to care about anyone or anything.

Zhao Fusheng is sometimes a very selfish person.

Since he discovered that he had lived again, he has been trying to live a little more freely, so that his life can be more arbitrary.

In fact, people live to make their lives freer. This is a process of constant struggle. Whenever a person accomplishes something, he is a little closer to the footsteps of freedom.

Of course, some people may be more talented, and they have completed all the goals in life very early and reached the level of freedom.And some people are less talented, it may take longer.

But in any case, as time goes by, people will eventually grow up and get old.

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