Shen disease

He felt that the most beautiful moment in his life was like this. He didn’t need to talk about everything he had experienced, and nature could understand it in his heart, offering the most sincere understanding and comfort, let alone going through it. Looking for a kind-hearted kindred spirit, here, nature has given him everything he wants.He felt that if he could stay still for a few days in such an environment, he would die quickly afterwards, and he was willing.

"Humans, human beings, what a lucky creature you are. Nature has nurtured you all your life, and even after you die, you will be brought into her warm embrace. Why do you bother to go to the secular world and make yourself completely covered Scars, why do you bother to fly to the sky, what kind of class leaders are you? Why are you willing to exchange your life for your own greed? In the end, you resent the sky when you fail, and forget nature when you succeed. Have you ever heard nature reprimand you? She always loves you!" He actually uttered these childish chants to the sky, which is also a kind of pitiful resentment.

Not long after, he recited four sad quatrains:

"The current situation is dangerous and all despair, people and gods share the anger and sorrow.

If the heart is not wood and stone, how can it be ruthless? It only teaches you to humble your body and life.

If you are frivolous and not laughing at the sky, you will be injured by Anong.

It is difficult for the sick to come out of the world, so why not die without compensation?

Poor children are poor and incompetent, and they gather here to groan with thousands of worries.

The white-haired Gaotang was sick, and he lived for half his life.

Shengwang has turned into dust over the years, how many places of Holly have become graves?

Mo Yan was young and raised his coffin early, and he is already a member of the Red Sheep's family! "

With the end of the tone of the last word, he began to weep silently... In the afternoon class, his tears had already dried up, and he kept his head buried in his seat, trying his best to use up his body as thin as him. He wrote on the notebook with his pen, ah, apparently, he was writing the verses he made at noon today, in order to comfort his painful soul, he felt that only a silent death could save him now The pain is gone, and this death must come from an accident, it is a matter of course.Over the years, illness has not taken away his rationality, and he knows that his death will also make the two creatures cry to death, so he has never dared to follow in the footsteps of some heroes, and each went to find a clean and free path, so His life and death were no longer guided by pain and disease, and he lived entirely for other things, for the pitiful concept formed in his heart since he was a child, and it was only natural for him to endure death. It should be.

On the night before the holiday at the end of this month, it was two o'clock in the morning, and some students in the dormitory who stayed up late playing with their mobile phones had already put down their mobile phones and fell into a sound sleep, but his thinking was still active, and he already felt the long-term The insomnia caused a chill in the heart from time to time, the feeling in the brain could not tell what kind of pain it was, the breathing became rapid and slow, and the consciousness was very weak, but it was still too late to enter the long-awaited dream. In the dream, by the moonlight in front of the window, one could see that his complexion was even paler. On closer inspection, his eyes were actually open, and the tears at the corners of the eyes were slowly flowing to the thin pillow. Tears mingled together, and in the blur, he could actually see his pupils looking faintly at the sky outside the window in the dark red liquid.After a while, his tears came faster, and he read weakly: "Fate meets...Zhang Jiao...I have no more needs, leaning on the pillow...Qingxiao...sigh...sickness. Wait until death...sad...sentiment...place, I don't know the red tears...for...who... shed...?"

Under the endless night, only his pair of tearful eyes opened all night long.

Suddenly, a falling star flashed in his eyes, and everything turned into nothingness...

Pity his death, finally did not wait until dawn!