Chapter 977 Chapter 583: Life Tells Me What Life Is
Life is a story that is long overdue, the past is exhausted, how much hurt, the fate of this life, how much helplessness, the heart of cold and warm self-knowledge, there is too much bitterness, bitterness, indifference and sadness, etc. is a kind of injury, it is a regret to see, and it is a kind of tribulation.
In those years, you didn't know me, I didn't deserve you, this world was always so caring, let me meet you, let me read you, and your world didn't lack me, my mood was exhausted, and I lost you.
Life, you are a human being, let me lose my soul, life, you are the heart, let me lose my love, such a bumpy encounter, but never see each other again.
Evaluate a person's value, look at character, attitude, cultivation, ability, don't weigh a person with your eyes, don't use your attitude to determine a person's life, many things, unfair, many roads, is not worth seeing.
Endurance is a part of self-cultivation, ability is a cycle of growth, give yourself a little time, let yourself cherish, let life understand, when looking back, there is also a precipitation.
The heart of understanding, the fate of growing up life, the love of hard work, if there is no other person wanting, then chase what you want, give others a chance, and give yourself a luck.
Three points are worth seven points of deception, three points of deduction of seven points of regret, whether it is true or false, there are too many hidden, and there are too many losses, the heart that understands, the loss of the only truth, the helpless understanding, listening to the tenderness of the world, this compassion, is so serious, and so cruel.
The past is an invisible story, in this life, it is a name that cannot be erased, a poor and destitute, a poor and comfortable, how much you understand, how many scars in your heart are hidden, how many mistakes, how many regrets in life, you are serious and wrong.
This life and this life are just a past, and the next life may not be able to see each other again, how much indifference, wipe away the cherishment, how much cherish, indifferent to the hearts of others.
The phoenix turns back, it is a kind of fate, life looks back, it is a kind of responsibility, how much understanding, it is a kind of listening, kindness, fate, and it is also a kind of understanding of the inner world.
Later you and me, you are you, I am me, you are not the you of the year, I am not the me of the year, just the inner story, the former once, is our initial familiarity, and it is also the best kindness.
The story begins like this, one parting and two wide, perfunctory, flattering, indifferent, persistent, but I once believed that there was no more, and now the loss is gone, and reading the past will also disappear.
The world is unpredictable, whether it is true love, loss or loss, the only thing, but the scenery remains the same, my heart is scattered, my own laziness, the world is so bumpy, let my growth, so kind, so helpless, just the strangeness of the mood, let me learn to change.
Reading, not because I like to be quiet, but I don't want to involve too many people, too many things, sometimes, learning is also a kind of making friends, sometimes, seeing the mentality, soul, own courage, perseverance, life.
Endurance, learned to understand life, let go, learned sincere perception, perseverance, learned to look indifferently, and later, each rejoiced, no longer looked at each other.