Yes, how short is human life, and if life is so short, why care about those little things that make people angry?

Human life is so short, why not do something meaningful?

Leave something for this world, and for yourself, so that future generations will remember your name and know your heroic deeds.

At least, you didn't come to this world in vain, and after you died, future generations would worship you, respect you, and worship you.

Instead of coming into this world naked and leaving naked, what is the meaning of this life?

People should struggle all their lives, and we can't enjoy it.

For comfort is reserved for the dead.

Since we were born in this world, we have already destined our future, if you don't work hard, will your life still have any meaning?

The military training was five days in total, and today is the fourth day, and I started to feel homesick, although I will be home tomorrow.

I've never been so far away from myself, and in my memory, every night spent at home, lying in my own little bed, filled with joy, that's all I am.

When I was in elementary school, I went to boarding school, but I would rather come back every night than go to boarding school because I felt that the environment was unfamiliar and not suitable for me.

My parents also let me live at the school, but I didn't agree to it, and in the end, they couldn't help me, so they allowed me to go home every day.

In the years that followed, my father would stay at the school gate every night before school, quietly waiting for me.

Every time I saw my father's tired eyes, I felt a little guilty, I felt guilty for my willfulness, my father had been working all day, but I still asked him to take me home during the break.

I also told my father that I could go home by myself and not have to pick me up every day, but my father looked at me, waved his hand, and didn't say anything.

Probably because I'm young and don't feel at ease.

It rained at noon on the fourth day of military training, and the cool breath came to the surface, and in the continuous high temperature of these days, a rain was undoubtedly the most beautiful gift from God.

But everyone knows that this is just a normal change between heaven and earth, a cycle of cause and effect, and everything is the same.

Everyone was cheering for not having to train them, and I didn't have a look in my eyes, just watched them quietly.

Today's weather is slightly cool, Xiaofeng is blowing in a puff, bringing people a pleasant feeling, the grass grows in the rain, the big trees are shaking in the rain, everything seems to break through the sky, start to regenerate.

I sat in my seat, listening to the teacher's speech and the noise of my classmates, and turned my head out the window, watching all this without a trace of emotion in my heart.

Everything seems to have nothing to do with me, in fact, I also thought about starting a new life, but for some reason, which of my personality can never change, as if fixed on me.

Xiaofeng with a hint of coolness blew in, I felt a little cold, shrunk my body, and twisted my head.

At this moment, the head teacher saw me and said to me, "Gu Chen, what I just said, you repeat it to me." ”

There was a hint of coldness in my eyes, and I looked a little embarrassed, after all, I hadn't heard anything just now, and I couldn't answer her question at all, so I had to stand in silence.

"I can't tell! I don't think you've listened well," the head teacher reprimanded, "copy the code of conduct for middle school students ten times and give it to me in the afternoon." ”

Listening to her reprimand, my mind had already drifted to other places, thinking about other things, and I didn't hear her say anything at all, as long as Mu Na nodded.

The other classmates looked at me with a hint of confusion in their eyes for some reason, but then it disappeared.

My eyes looked out the window again, and I didn't know what was going on in my mind, with a hint of sadness.

The head teacher standing on the podium saw my movements, she didn't speak, just shook her head, and seemed to think that I was an introvert who didn't like to learn.

Actually, my personality is not introverted, I just don't want to talk, and I don't know what to say, I always feel like I don't have a common topic with others, and I always spend time in my own world.

Maybe that's my style, a way to do anything, to treat anyone.

I'm not going to like anyone, and I'm not going to hate someone for any reason, unless they me off and makes me extremely cumbersome.

It's been raining for a long time. Words, a lot of talking.

The world may not be so good for me.

When I was a child, that kind of misfortune made me full of strangeness to this world, in this world, I have gone through more than ten years, and I have also seen the ups and downs in the world.

Some people say that I am only a teenager, how can I have such a thought, and I will feel strange to this world?

Everyone is small, maybe you are out of the limelight for a while, you feel great, and you feel comfortable being watched by others, but that is only for a while.

People always have to work hard for the sake of life, go to work early every day, and come back late at night.