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23.08.2019 03:55
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Today, the sound of mobile phones. A colleague asked, who is on the phone? All are turned over, one by one, not too. The voice is still there, reminding colleagues, are you yourself? Dawu, sure enough. Blushing, the ringtone has disappeared. Asked, then, I don��t know the sound of mobile phones for many days, and I have no awareness. Khan said that life is like a dream, and that life is like a play. What is certain is that we are all playing our own unique role in this world, and it is not a one-man show. However, at different stages, when we rush to immerse ourselves in what we call the circle of life, we will find that the "playing" with your former partner is no longer the original face. Of course, sighing time in front of history is tantamount to worrying about people. But, ask yourself, who have friends who have appeared in our life circle or passers-by, have you fully cherished it? Looking at the numbers that were printed on our mobile address book, can you be sure that he/she has not changed the number? Which ones we set as one-touch dialing, can you still think of his/her appearance? Once upon a time Marlboro Red, the mobile phone is a camera, a music player, a netbook; slowly, the phone only has the function of phone and text message; The big digital clock has become the most conspicuous role of the mobile phone; now, the clock is no longer needed, and the computers and buses that are always with us will tell us when to eat, when should we sleep? When do you have to get up. Once upon a time, we couldn��t wait to put our mobile phone in our hands at all times; later, it went back to our pockets; now, only the deepest part of the drawer can find its shadow. ... Perhaps it is the change of the times. Perhaps we have grown up, rational, realistic, busy, and have no time to take care of the so-called family and love that we once watched. However, when the scene described by N in the movie appears in front of us, will you also go out to the empty window like the protagonist in the movie, the lonely night, the passing vehicles, the crowds you wear, everything looks so It��s orderly Carton Of Cigarettes, but sitting in front of the window is only the night market where you are alone and noisy, the noise of the hustle and bustle, the people who show happiness, the good weather, and the shadow of you and yours sitting in the hot and sour powder table. Once, we took a 1200 text message this month; once, we used to call a cell phone to have a fever; once, we were immersed in a mobile e-book in class; once, we lamented why mobile phone manufacturers only have one battery Newport Cigarettes. Now, all this has been replaced by crowded buses and people running around. Occasionally, we will forget the ringtone of our mobile phone, only the conditional reflection of who has a call; do not know where to send out the text message, think about it or reply after work, it is a few days; look at that A long list of numbers, I don't know who's changed the number, who can't connect; I walked into the phone booth, but I don't know which number to take. We know that "my dad is Li Gang", knowing that "killing the fisher brother", knowing that "Super Queen Bell is going to die," and knowing that "North Korea and South Korea are fighting again", but we don't know that today is someone's birthday, before Someone signed a contract in a few days, then who changed the phone number, and another buddy exam was awarded a great consummation. ... It turns out that we have a complete cup, I don��t know |
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