The Story of the Meat Breeders: the Friendship of Meat Adventures

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Coordinates: Kunming, Yunnan

Only The Winds

For Now I am Winter

ó lafur Arnalds

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More than two years have passed in the blink of an eye. Recently, I read an article about some of my previous experiences, and I was deeply impressed, but in the following two years, I hardly mentioned anything outside the main line. I used to feel sad and had nothing to say and nothing to remember, but now it seems that it was also an experience with succulent plants, hehe. In this article, muster up the courage to open all the galleries and enter those who can't bear to look back. Go back to two years ago.

What have I been through? Maybe these are not what I want, but also I can not bear, the story of life experience is like succulent experience in the growth of the four seasons, the past is like withered leaves falling, memories are like leaf scars left permanently on this callus-filled branch.

"this is really the farthest and largest migration in my life," I said two years ago. Hundreds of pots of succulent plants and my other half embarked on the road to Yunnan with hundreds of pots of succulent plants (see the historical tweet "Migration with Meat: this may be the farthest and largest migration of my life!" ")

I always think that such a quiet city can be the most suitable place to settle down, and it is a place to stay away from the noise of the big city and enjoy life quietly. It just so happens that I successfully found the only large pet company in Kunming to apply for the post.

With all the longing and yearning to build a rooftop garden in this strange city, living quietly and busy full of power.

Yes, very happy, feel that life has been perfect. Intoxicated with it every day.

So a month has passed, indulge in their own little happiness, put aside all the troubles have been completely relaxed in the mind, so I am not aware of all the threats around me. At this time, however, the first tragedy happened.

Betrayal! Yes, she betrayed our feelings when she came to Yunnan with her dream. Why? Again? I don't know, it's like a joke of fate. We worked hard together in Shenzhen for a year, and those happy and precipitated experiences were shattered in an instant when we came to Yunnan for a month. She just left, yes, I drove it away, because it was again and again, no! But! Hara! Excuse me!

Let's go, it doesn't matter, maybe this is not what you want, maybe you can't give up all kinds of temptations in this society, I'll do this villain, I won't bless you hypocritically, because I basically have nothing. I'm not qualified to bless you.

I stayed in this city alone, continued to work and worked hard, sitting alone in the garden every day to enjoy, yes, you left, but you can't take away the shadow you left on every piece of meat, can't take away the memories that we raised them from a seed, I can still enjoy them from succulent bodies. What about you? What else will you remember? Haha, I am happier than you.

In this way, three months have passed, working during the day and in a daze in the garden at night, continuing to enjoy this comfort. At the same time, I also know a lot of meat friends, who often come to my house to play, and we communicate and share succulent plants together.

But I didn't expect that when everything was getting better, my only financial income "job" was about to be lost. Why? I don't want to dwell on that horrible detail any more. The boss broke down because of too much pressure. As described in the previous memoir and chat record, the company was finally admitted to a mental hospital, and the company was no longer stable. (ten thousand muddy horses surging in my heart), hey, it doesn't matter. Anyway, life has to go on. In order to prevent accidents, I put a small deposit in my mother's hand to make an investment for a rainy day. What I didn't expect is that when I was in urgent need at this time, my mother said that the docking of the other company had failed and the money could not come out. (I'll go, it never rains but it pours)

So? The partner is gone! The savings are gone! Are you losing your job, too? What else do I have? I have grass-mud horses surging like a surging river in my heart.

It was the anniversary of my dog's death. I ate the barbecue valley bought for 3 yuan downstairs and sat depressed in the middle of the garden facing its sculpture. I did not cry, because it was not the first time that I was so desperate that I was numb. I was just thinking, what am I for? Yes, at this time I began to think, why did I come here for a day when I had no worries about food and clothing in Shenzhen?

I closed my eyes and sat quietly for four hours. It was already dark. When I opened my eyes, there was only one sentence in my heart: screw his life! Screw the depression! What if I have no income? my rent has been paid for a year, so what if I can only afford baked potatoes and baked cereals every day? What if you don't have any money when you go out? I still have a lot of fat to burn! I still have a bike to pedal! All unhappiness and unhappiness are a waste of my time and energy!

What else do I have? I have a pile of meat! A pile of meat waiting for me to take care of every day for me to appreciate, I also have a bunch of meat friends who often communicate and share succulent meat together! Yes, there is nothing to worry about, nothing to be afraid of, live a happy day, live a day to work hard, days to sentence me to die, I can not hide, days to let me live, I can not die! It's that simple.

The company is basically in the final stage, and I have nothing to do with it, so I spend more time in the garden every day and spend more time with my friends. At this time, I met a new relationship, yes, a balcony party construction engineer. This is like a spark of despair after the dust, we know each other because of a hobby, because of a common goal and come together, although the reality is very cruel, but does not seem to stop our development.

Yes, what a wonderful memory we have. We grow meat together, visit greenhouses together, clean up our little garden together, play the piano, draw pictures together, and plan our future life together. How wonderful it is. We come together because of succulent plants, and we have such a tacit understanding because of meat. All these are the gifts of succulent plants, and this happiness can make you forget all the troubles and money in reality. Family? Trouble? Hehe, we all forget, we only remember the present.

One day, when we were moving seedlings together, we talked about a very real problem. Yes, the problem we have been ignoring is money. Her company is also unable to pay wages because it has not received the project payment for a long time. We have been living on overdraft credit cards, so no matter how happy we are, we can not escape the reality. While we are doing what we are doing, we talk about all kinds of life problems, and then we reach a consensus. What is it? That is, we want to sell succulent plants to maintain our basic living.

It's helpless and grim, isn't it? As a player for so many years, to suddenly make a living by selling meat, how should we measure the balance? Sell! Can you give up? Not for sale? How much capital do you have to spend? Yes, I feel that it is not only meat that needs to be sold, but also an experience with memories.

Struggle on one side and helplessness on the other. Hey. Finally, a decision was made. That month, I officially began to sell the meat that was wandering with me, and the business was very good, because all kinds of meat friends were supporting me, and the feeling of every meat peeling off the soil was indescribable, touching those old roots, on the one hand was the money on which you lived, on the other was the succulent plant with all your memories.

Close your eyes and do it. Because I do not do this, I will not be able to maintain our lives!

In this way, I got the first sum of money, but also lost it, lost the indescribable feeling, this scene also happened when I left Shenzhen, that kind of helplessness is only because of your incompetence.

There was no way to turn back, but it was not as bad as I thought, because I had a certain amount of money after selling a batch, and I began to buy goods in Dounan. I was slowly rolling with a very small sum of money. At this time, the problem of livelihood was solved, and the most happy thing was that I no longer had to sell my own meat, ha! Perfect!

Every day I pedaled my bicycle to sell goods and make money between the rooftop and Dounan, while she waited for me at home after work, and we packed and delivered goods together on weekends. I lived a calm life, indifferent to those entanglements and unhappiness.

A quarter has passed in the twinkling of an eye, and it is almost the end of the year. We decided to go to Malaysia for a holiday and relax. Wow! Oh, my God, life is great. I didn't expect that a few months ago, when I felt that eating would be a problem, I could go to Sunshine Beach with my partner a few months later. This is a reversal of how many degrees.

Life is such ups and downs, a thought of hell, a thought of heaven, the courage to face when sad, the courage to enjoy happiness.

Yes, dare to face the "cruel truth", as soon as I think about it, fate is really like a heartbeat.

It only takes a moment for the beautiful flowers in full bloom to disappear, and so is my relationship.

Why? I debunked a lie, a lie that questioned loyalty. As Virgos, we can't accept that there is a crack in this flawless relationship, but human nature is always greedy. Because of this point of constant quarrel, we kept blaming each other until all our dreams were dashed.

Doubt made it impossible for us to get along anymore. I left the house where we lived, sitting in the garden smoking cigarettes, blowing the wind, watching the flowers we planted together, picking up falling wilts one after another. I think I was wrong, because people are not perfect, not to mention the love created by two people. How can it be flawless? With roses and apologies, I hoped to restore the relationship, but to no avail.

Red rose, I stood in front of her house for nine hours. White rose, I prepared an apology in the garden all day. Yellow rose, no more chance. No matter how many times I send it, no matter how much I apologize, it won't help. She took it, but then she tore it off. And countless refusals, and a sentence: "you go"!

I left, but I saw her carve my name on her hand with a knife, leaving a message like this. Ha, I also smiled, laugh what I do not know, maybe it is their own stupidity, this should be such a perfect love, but because of a flaw, can not tolerate to expose it. In the end, she could no longer face what she had done, hehe. It's over. It should be over. Because we're all crazy. Yes, you are a bad person, and I am no better. I never want to see you again, because my existence will only make you fall into the dark. Goodbye.

In fact, love is like raising meat, each variety is like everyone has its own characteristics, there are beautiful and inadequate, can not tolerate the consequences, not you right or wrong, nor I win you lose, but we all lost.

It's not sad, it's an experience, it's an experience with her and them, not to mention it's just a playback memory for me now.

It doesn't matter if you lose it, but what can you do if it matters?

The bitter winter wind roars in the garden every night, making it hard to sleep, night after night of nightmares, open eyes and sunset every day, eyes closed in the morning light, mountains of fast food boxes scattered all over the floor. Bad guy, that's how I defined myself at that time, a bad person who had nothing and couldn't keep anything. People who squat in the garden and don't go anywhere every day, smoking and watching the sunset and sunrise.

These days went on for a long time, until the body gradually weakened, until all kinds of debts drove me to get up again.

Yeah, get up! Even if you are like a walking corpse, you have to get up and make money to eat. It might be better to get up, write an article, and do something. Yes, even if he is a bad person, he is still a person after all!

While picking up memories, while cleaning up the garden, while tidying up the house, while thinking about problems. What else do I have? I have a lot of debt, and I have a lot of meat. I still have my own hands!

Busy, busy no longer think about that, began to open the door to contact except piano, painting, literature, flowers, mud, fast food. Something other than that, hehe. What can I do? Let's get in touch with more friends. Maybe that would be better.

During that time, I got along very well with several meat friends. I grabbed meals every day and had beer together in the evening, happy.

Later, several brotherly friends discussed that they wanted to open a greenhouse together and make some income as a platform for public hobbies. Ah, it's just that in the end, I don't know how to describe and tell the experience of that period with friends and so-called brotherly friends. Anyway, there are all kinds of terminal diseases, prophecies, miraculous women, hospital first aid, accidental miscarriages, friends fighting against each other, anyway, I was not involved, it was purely onlookers, lying guns, and your own brain compensation.) it can only be said simply that the end result is the collapse of your body and more debts.

The indescribable experience of despair destroys the mind like a nightmare.

Friends! Oh, bosom friend! He he. Brother! He he. Let's all go. It doesn't matter. Trust, deceit, betrayal? It doesn't even exist. Those who are killed and killed are sinners, aren't they? I am tenacious enough, who can hurt you? just hide if you are too weak.

Animals eat their own food, flowers and plants absorb their own materials, and people try to make a profit.

At that time, it was almost the Spring Festival, and the garden became extraordinarily quiet, withered all over the ground, the branches swaying in the wind, there was no love, there was no friendship, there was no family far away from home, no quarrels, no happiness, no smiles and sadness. no, no, no. There are no people, no animals (my stupid friend went home with the door open, and the dogs ran away), let alone gods, nothing but plants that witnessed all this. At this time, their colors are extra gorgeous, red like blood, black as quiet as shadow, purple as mysterious as human heart, and blue as clear as the sky.

The setting sun scattered an extra dazzling light across the tip of their cold leaves, enya's hymns sounded, the breeze hovered with the sea of clouds, the birds stayed high and sang, and I waded on the ground looking at the sky with a withered tidbit. It's beautiful! Really beautiful!

In fact, there is hope here, what kind of hope? It is the hope and wish left by the people who have been here before:

"I wish I had a garden."

"I wish I could be so carefree in the garden every day."

"I hope there is such a piece of pure land that no one will interfere with me again."

"I hope to have endless succulent plants and endless varieties."

"I hope the garden can get bigger and bigger like flowers."

"I wish I could enjoy the garden with the people I love."

"I hope to open a greenhouse and turn my hobby into a career."

……

Yeah, that's why I bumped into those people, and that's why we used to know each other and work together, isn't it? Although it's all gone, all the unhappiness has been taken away, isn't it?

All that's left is the dream that didn't come true together, right? To take a deep breath and screw the pain is simply asking for trouble and wasting time thinking about the so-called life. Get up, live every day to fight for the dream, for the dream, the garden of the night!

Whoo. no, no, no. So at last I got up again, went back to my hometown where I hadn't been back for a few years with my only face, and asked for help from my family. Let's talk about more memoirs of abuse in the next episode "Adventures of carrying flesh-Entrepreneurship." no, no, no. no, no, no.

Now looking back on these past events, in fact, it can be regarded as a kind of enjoyment, hehe, anyway, sadness and happiness are all over. No, no, no. Thank you all the way for your silent support. If it hadn't been for you, I don't think I would have lived to the second episode. Ha, hi, in fact, there are still many friends in the past who are asking me if I regret it. I can only say that regret is of no use. Nothing can be saved, so I firmly say that I give up my career in pet beauty education for 12 years, wander all the way with meat, enjoy it all the way, and have no regrets all the way. Unless I hang up, I won't know how to write regret! Ha.

The facts still show a problem: "the dream is beautiful, but the truth is cruel." you can make up for it by yourselves.

Encyclopedia: after reading, it can only be said that life is like a play. Everyone's life is a play, everyone is their own play in the protagonist, or insipid as tea, or Pentium such as spirits, feeling, cold and warm self-knowledge. Outsiders are just spectators, and only they can break through the fog to see the moon. After all, life still has to go on.

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