Mr. H

Mr. H

自小生活在不同文化和多种一样的家庭,我渴望逃离尘世的束缚,更向往寻觅着大海的怀抱;渴望在无垠的蓝色中洗涤灵魂。想象着赤裸的身体与海浪共舞,心随潮起潮落,灵魂仿佛脱胎换骨。在这方净土,我用文字编织了一场浪漫的梦,也是“醉”真实的自己。如果你不经意间闯入,请不要惊扰这片宁静,谢绝打扰但欢迎慰问。如果你愿意,就一起加入这场海的盛宴;如果你只是过客,就让我的身影在你的记忆中泛起涟漪。待我上岸,我仍是那个向往诗意的凡人,穿上衣衫,回归平淡。

Ordinary memories are always unforgettable

Memory is like scattered puzzle pieces; we constantly search for them, trying to piece together a complete picture. But often, we can only find some scattered fragments.

These fragments may be a specific date, a melody, or a scent. They can unexpectedly touch our hearts, allowing us to relive bits and pieces of the past.

July 4th, an originally ordinary day, left a profound impression on me due to some chance events. Besides these dates with special significance, there are many seemingly ordinary days that have left unique marks in our memories; just like the twinkling stars in the night sky, though small, they illuminate our path forward.

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