Life, how many colorful, wipe away a lifetime of ups and downs, how many detours, let a person learn to grow up, grievances are a kind of hope, pessimism is a kind of survival ability, and later understanding, but cognitive ability can't go up, and academic ability can't keep up.

At night, the most true heart, the most beautiful life, a person's perception, a person's pain, looking at the clouds, how much cold, convinced, how helpless, hiding guilt.

Looking back on time, people come and go, one person's world hides too many grievances, and two people's world hides too much loneliness, which can't be let go, can't be separated, and there is only a message of life left.

Cherishing is a kind of generosity of life, living, is the soul of life, life is colorful, willing to let go, is a blessing of dusk, is a kind of happiness to understand, how much truth, just the truth of life, how much hypocrisy, precipitate the cherished heart.

The helplessness of the soul, the grace of reading a lifetime, the indifferent person, the luck of a lifetime, how much truth, how much is really hurt, how much hypocrisy, how much hypocrisy is indulged in a lifetime.

The peach blossoms fall, life is indefinite, indifferent self-knowledge, every change in the world, every understanding of life, this world, is always full of too many temptations, haggard blinds.

Fate, the helplessness of kindness, learning to take care of life, a person's blessing, a person's miracle, how many mistakes, how much suffering, inner innocence, a person's loss, a person's indifference, hiding the truth of grievances, hiding deep loneliness.

The only world, the only scenery, the crowds of people, the elegance of life is cold, and the most real years are swept away, the world is so helpless, it is hurt to read it.

Beautiful indifference, hiding the truth of life, your world, waiting for a one, believe in a loss, look down on the world, how much prosperity, how many ups and downs, white hair and green silk, gentle whose mercy.

Life is a chess move, there is no return, this is fate, who is chic, who is easy to lose, who can't see through, who loses more, how much truth, hides the doubts of life, how much love, hides the indifference of life.

A person, a paragraph, the only hypocrisy, the haggard of a sad life, there is no turning back in life, and there is no story of going back, this is the fate of a lifetime, and there is no trace of writing.

Who's haggard, perfect one's heart, whose indifference, perfect one's understanding, whose elegance, cut a lifetime of nostalgia, who's who's who, wait for a lifetime of tenderness, owe a sorry, say a thank you.

One understands, two doors, how much is true, friendship can't last forever, how much is false, hypocritical expression, how much truth, perfunctory true feelings, in exchange for a lifetime of coldness, wind and rain walk together to see themselves, helpless life to listen to others.

Leave the regrets of life, remember the parting of the year, the dream of wind and rain, the sea of people, whose good retribution, whose kindness is owed, whose tenderness, waiting for a ruthless, the memory is pale, and life stays affectionate.

Year after year, today and so on, how many mistakes have become the patience of life, how many loneliness have become the blessing of the sea of people, one farewell and two widths, never to be seen again.