"The Distance of People's Hearts" -

In a group of people, the one who laughs the most is not necessarily the one who laughs the loudest. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a person, although he laughs happily, he doesn't necessarily really want to laugh. Oh, what are you talking about? Why are you incoherent?

Seriously, I hate people who shout in a quiet environment, pretending to be like the world doesn't know about his existence. Why is it so annoying? Because I'm quiet. He was loud, noisy, and messed up my mood. Depression is heavy, and if you want to be happy, you have to let your heart be free. However, here, I really don't feel free, and I get more and more depressed day by day.

People's hearts have changed, the former talking, laughing, and laughing, and the once lively and lively are gone. Even if there is, it's just a coat. Universities can cultivate and change people. There are two kinds of change, good and bad, many people are good and many people are bad.

What did I get? connections, knowledge? No, none of that really got.

I feel like I'm just seeing more people, more things. Then, compare it with your own experience. Then, see what kind of person you are. Sure enough, the results were not very good. I'm not a good person......

Excellence can only exist in them. I can only be excellent, and I can only be allowed by them. Once I take the initiative to be excellent, the world seems to change its taste. I don't like the feeling of not being my truest self. One is the most true self, far away from the irony, the irony of irony.

I could only silently confide in myself word by word in the spiritual world that no one knew. That kind of discomfort, that kind of unbearableness, I endured it for a long, long time. However, reality does not leave me room and always forces me to get lost in the mass trend of the world. How I wanted to escape, but I never had the courage. Because I don't know what I'll get if I escape. There was no motivation and security that made me want to run away because no one expected ......

Looking at them laughing, it made me seem out of place in silence. Their laughter shot like arrows at my heart that made me want to cry. I pretend to be strong, I smile, I'm happy. How reluctant to put on the protective color, how hard to disguise. So, how easily, I lost myself......

Many of them said that they disappeared when they went out, saying that they would never be seen again. How ridiculous I think, does it matter? I've been here for so long, who really sees me? Perhaps, I'm overthinking, I'm thinking too much......

It's nothing, but I just want to say that in the past two years, has the distance between people's hearts really narrowed?

Is this the case in society? Is the distance between people's hearts so far? Let me slowly experience it in the future......

Now, I'm in a bit of a bad mood......

"Nothing is in vain" -

It's been more than a month since I came out for an internship, and many feelings that I have never experienced before have come to me crazy during this time, and I am really "flattered"!

Although it was more than a month, it felt like a long, long time. Isn't it too intense, too fulfilling? I only wrote one journal in August, which is a very discordant contrast with the previous two dozen or so. If you don't write a journal, your mood will be very upset. I want to write a journal, but my mood has learned to be entangled.

Crankiness has taken over my dreams every night, and a faint sadness always refuses to let go of me who was woken up by the alarm clock in the morning. There are many, many weaknesses that have been hidden and exposed, and what do I want to express now? Actually, I don't know, but I just feel like I want to write. Write it, and write it without a sense of logic. At this moment, it is a reflection of my heart. Where are the directions?Where can I go?Where is it?

In the past month or so, I have learned to accept rejection, to accept contempt, to accept abuse, and to accept the insults that I used to be afraid to accept. I still feel scared, but I'm used to it. But there are also phases of habit, and I am still running away from the higher level of fear, and I have not gotten used to it, nor have I thought about getting used to it.

I really don't know what I'm good at, as one customer said: you're like a piece of waste, you can't do anything!

yes, I don't really know what I'll be. They say I can write songs, but I can't read even music, they say I can write articles, but they can't even tell the difference between subject, verb and object, they say they can draw, but they can't even see the basic beauty, they say they can dance, but it's just a few movements......

What skills, what specialties, I really can't find it. Negative energy is really getting stronger and stronger! I keep giving myself a way out, keep letting myself escape, and now I have escaped into waste......

How ridiculous! I keep telling others to be cheerful and optimistic, and to face life strongly. But he kept sinking into loss and cowardly escaping from life. How did I become such a person? Or am I just like that? Maybe it's because I don't have a dream, so I don't have a direction and I'm confused. If you think about it, how can there be so many possibilities in the world?

Huhu, now thinking back to my college self and high school self, it seems that I have written too many sad poems and articles. Fortunately, I have a loving home, which gave me the most true and beautiful optimism when I was growing up. Although the mentality is becoming more and more pessimistic every year, the last optimism is inviolable. The weakest, often hides the strongest!

I want to let my previous optimism go through all kinds of setbacks and transform into a new and powerful optimism! Now I have almost fallen to the bottom of confusion, very helpless and helpless, because I can only save myself! I should not be afraid, as long as there is a way, I can always go to the end I want to go. It doesn't matter if the direction is not clear, the important thing is to have an optimistic attitude to go through different landscapes and continue to improve yourself. The joy of life is on the way.

Whew, I may have taken a lot of wrong roads, but I don't regret it! Each section of the road has its own unique scenery and memories, which will always become my future treasure. Nothing is in vain, even if I am now confused and cranky, and even lost my soul, but I will definitely get some "treasures" here. I may not see it now, but I believe that in the future I will believe what I say now.

Just go on with optimism, as long as life is alive, nothing is in vain. Go the way you want to go and listen to your inner voice so that you don't lose yourself. I can write if I want to, why bother with other people's opinions, and writing sad poems does not necessarily mean that I am sad, but I just like to write like this. More and more understand that liking is a factor of how important.

My future is deeply in love with my past and present.

At this moment, smile!

I fell in love with this quote and to take it as a motto: Nothing is in vain! (!)