Life is a period of time, plus another time difference, there are always people's losses, there are also hearts that do not understand, people come and go, how much is true, it has become the hypocrisy of life, how much falsehood, it has become the failure of life, and later, there is no ending.

The story is always difficult for a person's heart, the process is always difficult for a person's love, understand, lose, or lose, there is always a life of self-containedness, and there is also a life without concern, regret, just a lifetime of regret.

I don't know, how many years have passed, excellent, just a legend of life, a miracle, just a reason to live, waiting, unable to adjust the gratitude of life, learning to give up, learning to leave.

Everyone, there is a period of confusion, every heart, there is a feeling of loss, when loneliness and quiet become their friends, they learn to understand, forgive, let go, respect, politeness.

People live, very passive, live, very helpless, understand, is a kind of vicissitudes, loss, is a kind of seeing, understanding, is a helpless loss, later, can not forget, become tears in the heart, regret in the dream.

Every rule, every unspoken rule, let people know the pattern, understand the dignity, the later efforts, the belief of the seeing, the feeling that I have paid too little, the feeling that I have lost too much now, I can't forget it, I can't erase it.

Life is a variety of forms, pay more gratitude, learn to be a man, is an art, learn to do things, is a kind of ability, learn art, is a talent, learn to be a skill, is a kind of wisdom, life is charming, life will be wonderful, but also the starting point for leaving regrets.

Weak love, helpless age, how many encounters, just a season of life, just a touch of fate, is it the legend of the scenery, or the ambiguity of life, understand, let go, there is always helplessness, there is also haste.

The heart of understanding, wipe away the distant hope of life, the love of gratitude, wipe away the initial familiarity, a prosperous understanding, a clear feeling, just familiar words, indifferent looks.

The photo of life, wipe away the oath of life, a money, a danger, half a smile, half a loss, understand, is a loss, wrong, is a lucky, indifferent self, it is always too late to learn, waiting for is always a dream.

An ignorant rush, an ignorant encounter, parting is always so serious, hard work is always so vulnerable, only to know the fragility of time, the busyness of life, a lot of things, not hard to say, a lot of words, not in a hurry.

If the heart is quiet, if people are compassionate, it is the most beautiful years, the most familiar life, let go is a kind of peace with the encounter, understanding is a clear conscience.

Every pay, there is always the listening of life, there is also the uneasiness of fate, is the loss of effort, or the wandering of mood, just the uncertainty of paying, just the lack of understanding of gratitude, and later, there is just no result, no old encounter.

When I think of eighteen years, I just snap my fingers and smile, think of the wandering of life, just wipe away the past, think of loss, just a bump in life, think of indifference and loneliness, just a disappointment of the years, silence.

Wait for one to believe, believe in one and so on, in exchange for gains and losses, wipe away and understand, but the time is not timely, the distance is deep and shallow, and finally they look at each other, heaven and earth, the two do not owe each other.