After the precipitation of time, I learned to endure, through the poverty of life, I saw through the frolicking and angry scolding of the world, I learned to be serious, I learned to give up, time experienced the heart, experience copied life, and then the silence was just for a flash in the pan.

Waiting for a believe, believe in a loss, how much is the only one, just the blessing of life, how much touched, just the hardships of life, one understands, scatters people's hearts, and one scatters, understands to give up.

True love and loss, helplessness and warmth, let the heart grow up, let the distress cry, the scenery is so beautiful, the heart is so sad, the greatest sorrow, let yourself learn to be lonely, indifferent, give up.

You have a heart, others may not understand, others have no heart, you may not see clearly, the world is so complicated, life is so thin, quiet emotions, indifferent troubles, a person's world, hiding two uncertainties of life.

So cold, so waiting, the compassion of believing, the kindness of waiting, the vivid scenery, is the lights of the light, is the sea of people forgetting, the wandering heart, always elegant, is the wind and rain, is helpless, but also the life of the encounter.

In the next life, turn into a butterfly, go to the place you think, wait for the way you ask, look at the world in your eyes, don't say much, don't think too much, don't chase too much, it's good to live, it's good to be content.

There are a lot of people, a moment of gain and loss, whether it is to see, whether it is to wait, whether it is to chase, or to lose, it is a lifetime, when you see yourself clearly, learn to be considerate of others, what you want to get, don't say it directly, people live for a lifetime, don't ask a lot in order to talk more.

Some people are distressed, some people are sad, the truth is false, the hypocrisy is perfunctory, some people are pleased, some people lose, and the final verdict is just a joke, just a joke in life.

At the beginning of the story, it makes people cry, the name of life makes people grow, but the lucky road makes people hurt, and that is because the parting people will no longer see each other and meet again.

The failure in March, the mood in April, the love in May, the crying in June, the disintegration of human feelings in August, life is like this, losing when you are uncertain, meeting when you don't understand, such a landscape, is an unprepared, a lack of confidence.

Who really let go, who really leaves, for a lifetime, there are always so memorable people, a year, there are always a few unhappy things, a day, there is always a lot of time to rest, the greatest comfort, in exchange for the greatest humility.

Mountains and rivers surround people's hearts, people's hearts are sincere, some people are kind and hypocritical, some people are perfunctory deception and acting, this is the beginning of the story, but also the end of the story.

Other people's understanding is something you can't explore in your life, your ignorance is just someone else's Nanke dream, time flies, you can't challenge other people's knowledge, others won't waste time on a person who doesn't know, this is the unspoken rule.

The lights of thousands of homes, the dusk of thousands of miles, the era of flowers blooming and falling, the society where life and death are not seen, you have your loss, others have what others get, choose and give up, only in one thought, this is the rule.

If you have no choice, you will run in the face of danger, and if you have no bet, you will cry in the rainy season, hide the wounds in your heart in the wind and rain that others can't see, and pave a future that others can't climb.