He said, "People have no future."

There is a song called City, and the singer is a buddy named Yi San. It is said that one or three are two people.

After listening to the first sentence of this song, I feel quite good.

Here's the thing:

He is in this bustling city.

Live a plain life from nine to five.

But my favorite sentence is not this one.

I like that sentence I sang over and over again.

Here's the thing:

People have no future.

Unfortunately, QQ Music can't find this song. QQ music is getting worse and worse, even Mayday songs can't be downloaded. But QQ Music is the first music software I used, and it is also the one I used for the longest time, so I would rather download another music software than uninstall it, although it no longer understands me as before.

The song "City" is somewhat pessimistic and negative. It criticizes the society's crush on the ideal, completely discredits the beauty of life, and tells you naked that you can't realize your boasting dream when you were young, marry a girl who secretly held hands and kissed when you were a student, and become the kind of adult you must become after crying like a dog on graduation night.

Folk songs always sing the painful truth with gentle strings and magnetic voices. Those singers are all hosts. After watching the world, they will tell you what he thinks with music, just tell you whether you listen or not, and let you die. I don't know what folk songs you are listening to, but I'm not very active. It may be that what kind of people can capture what kind of music, but I am obviously optimistic.

I was getting ready for bed when Long Da shared this song with me. Originally, I thought it was a serenade, and listening to the prelude was quite soothing. As a result, when I listened to the first lyric, I thought it was over. How can I sleep so decadent? As a result, I really couldn't sleep that night After listening to this song, my mood began to sink. It's no use listening to Lao Gao and Yan Lianke laughing on the radio. I just can't sleep. I called my boyfriend and woke up instantly after hanging up. Repeatedly tossing until three o'clock in the morning, and then I can't remember how I fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, I felt that the tarot cards divined a few days ago were really accurate. At that time, the fortune teller told me that I might lose sleep during this time, so I should pay attention to rest and not stay up late.

I have always believed in divination and fortune telling. I have always believed in my life, although I have always believed that I can live well myself. I always feel that the friends around me will live well and will not experience the story of losing relatives and friends and leaving them because of illness and accidents. I have never been a hero, so the stories that those heroes will experience will definitely not happen to me.

So people are really contradictory. On the one hand, I want to be an extraordinary person, but on the other hand, I am afraid to experience those exaggerated and bizarre things. Not willing to be ordinary, but always have no courage to take risks.

For example, I have been clamoring for being special, being an extraordinary person and realizing my great wishes since high school. Now I'm graduating, and I haven't even mastered the basic skills of making money to support myself, and my job has not landed. Every day, I am very happy, eating, drinking and having fun. It looks bright and promising, but I know it. Not going to graduate school has always been my sober attitude. I'm not cut out for reading, so I can't study with peace of mind. I just want to read my favorite novels, essays and poems, write some big talk, do variety shows, give concerts, run around, cooperate with teams, face to face with idols, earn a lot of money and be a lightning bolt. Look, I'm dreaming again.

Society is terrible, isn't it?

My legs trembled before I went in.

But graduation is coming. Waving to me in my dream every day, counting the distance between us. After passing by, I want to remove the word "student" from my life label. Whether I can do what I want, whether I can go where I want, and whether I can marry the person I want to marry most, I can't make any arbitrary conclusions. Of course, the saddest thing is that I can never, ever exchange my youth for a generous lucky money. (cold face)

Looking back on 2 1 year, so far, I have basically adhered to the basic principle of being a good person with good intentions. Even if I didn't become a great man, I'm glad I didn't become an asshole. I am still a brain-damaged girl who is obsessed with idols, cosmetics and skin care products, eats, drinks and plays all day, loves to take selfies, loves to buy at buy buy, groans from time to time, and commits sitcoms (such as me who writes these things now). Recently, some people always say that my ideas have become mature, but I think this statement is not a compliment, but more helpless. But I'm still me, still dreaming, still complaining and crying because I fell down in reality, just waking up a lot, knowing that fans around my favorite idol always spend more time chasing them than I do, and I'm luckier than standing by and watching him. In the face of what I like, there are always people who have more money than me and can buy it easily. Before my favorite food, there are always girls who are much thinner than me. They can eat whatever they want without worrying about gaining weight. When I want to go to a place I like, there is always someone who has more time and money than me. There are always people who are luckier than me to do what they want to do. Maybe I am quiet and ordinary after all, looking up at all this. Don't be blind and confident, let alone importune.

Once I thought the future would be full of hope. I used to think that if you have a dream, you should stick to your ideal.

Although I still believe that. Just some blurred eyes, some can't see their future clearly. This doesn't mean that I will stop, nor does it mean that I have to do this forever.

In fact, folk songs are still full of hope.

At least after I listened to this song, after a long time, I told my friends that I really wanted to go to a Mayday concert before graduation, and I needed the motivation to enter the society. He talked to me and said that entering the society does not need motivation. They are all pushed forward. Even if you run back, you will be pushed forward. I said, but I dare not even start. After a few minutes, he called me back and said, then you go to the stream and I'll accompany you to the stream.

You see, the hope given by folk songs is never in the song.

But you know that the despair he said is not real despair at all. The future he sang to people is useless, but I will sleep tonight and tomorrow will still come. Even if I fail miserably tomorrow, there will still be another tomorrow to spend more money.

Who can deprive me of my future as long as I don't strangle myself?

Don't strangle yourself, listen to this song, then scold the person who wrote the lyrics, and then scold yourself. Grit your teeth and open your mouth to meet the sun tomorrow.

You will be a great person, as long as you don't look down on yourself, you will be great.