Life, how much cherishing, how much happiness, life, how much gratitude, how much loss, true or false, helpless, understanding, loss, life how much indifference, how much longing, every epiphany, is because of loss.

When I was a child, I was ignorant, I didn't understand, I was innocent, I didn't express much, I didn't greet much, and later, I learned that life was walking on thin ice, waiting, it was a kind of disappointment and despair.

Later, the more I grew up, the more lonely I became, what I lost could not be repeated, what I gained could not be seen again, the distance of a life, the stability of a life, how much was true, how many years of absence, how many false, never to be seen again.

Feeling life, losing too much, in front of me, it's always too late to say, it's too late to wait, the later understanding, the current understanding, just a pale, a lost, ruthless memory, erasing the sea of people yesterday, you are the only one, I am not the me of the year.

It always starts like this, it always ends there, how much I understand, how many tears are hidden, how many dreams, too many hardships are hidden, I can't say it, I can't see through it.

The heart that understands, learns to disguise, the fickle person, learns to disguise, that's it, one part, two wide, never to see again, to think of it by chance, it's just the shortness of life, goodbye, it's just the distance of life.

Understand, it is a kind of injury, gain, a kind of dependence, and later after, just lonely eyes, helpless narration, so that the heart is full of the future, how much desire, how much loss, just the loneliness of life, the sadness of the heart.

Understand, it is a kind of helplessness, the clarity in the eyes, the later disappointment, hiding a wound, hiding a love, a farewell to the sea of people, it is a ruthless goodbye, the edge is deep and shallow, you can't see it, I can't understand it.

Washing you in a hurry, helpless back then, helpless hazy, losing the Shaohua of the year, indifferent hiding, indifferent crying, just the hurt of reading, is the deep regret in my heart.

Love is gone, the heart is broken, people are middle-aged, just a smile, a reading injury, how much indifference, how much withering, hiding a person's elegance, hiding a warm and cold self-knowledge, time is changing, oneself is changing, but the scenery of the year remains the same.

At the beginning of the story, it is always a glance, the sad end of the play, always a farewell and two wide, looking back on the cherishment of life, in the eyes, is the most beautiful in the world, but also the biggest regret in the future.

Listen to the whole world, who is crying, who is hurting, how much cold, sad yourself, how much silence, haggard in a person's heart, let go, everything will pass, just the past, just other people's ignorance.

Understanding is a kind of heroism, but also an illusion, how much understanding, lost the uniqueness of life, how much love, live up to the prosperity of a lifetime, the sea of people, your world, my disappointment, hastily a person's world, until you understand, has been everywhere.

The difficulty is in the hearts of people, the suffering is in life, how much comprehension, looking back at a person's scenery, how many illusions, unable to cherish the world in front of them, looking back, it is a farewell to the years, and then think about it, just two tears of bitter water, thinking of it is a pity.

Every kindness is worth cherishing, every compassion is worth recognizing, every patience is worth reading, every letting go is worth leaving.