The water floats with floating scales, and the turbid wood scares the black birds.

Living is sometimes very simple, just work hard; Life is sometimes difficult, poor and difficult.

Fortunately, the end of the road is only temporary;

The tragedy is that it takes a lifetime to fight for oneself.

It's not easy to live.

Since I went to work, I have been living in a small room every day, the world has become big, people's hearts have become small, and right and wrong have been mixed, and good and evil have become gloomy. It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, it's best to live.

Since I came here to work, it seems to be in the company of winter, and I am suffering from the cold every day, not only my body is cold, but my heart is also cold, and it is really a little difficult for a person to find a girlfriend for a long time in this kind of low-level and unpromising job!

Thinking about me, who never thought about these things before, now I have begun to calculate, which is called facing up to my own little life!

Suddenly found that the more successful the life, the more will be buried by life, maybe "unconvinced to be more serious" is the taste of life should have, but unfortunately many times embedded in the mind is "willful and rebellious".

When I was young, no matter how many words my mother said "this is for your good", I felt hypocritical, and when I realized the truth, I woke up, and how many people could really listen to the advice of the so-called people who came before. Perhaps, if we don't listen, we are youth, and willfulness is us.

When many years later, when you have experienced all the trajectories that a normal person has, and then look back, whether you will be smiling, whether you will be alone and crying, and whether your heart will be like water and waves, only you know.

But at this time, I can better understand a few lyrics in "New Mandarin Duck Butterfly Dream"-

Yesterday was like the flowing water, far away from me, and I could not stay.

Today disturbs my heart, and I am so worried.

Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful,

The breeze of the Ming Dynasty drifted around.

Only the new man laughs, and who hears the old man cry,

The word love is so hard.

......

I really hope that if the sky is loved, the sky will be old, and the moon will be full if there is no hatred,

It's a pity that in the real real world, amorous is always ruthlessly annoyed.

This is my mental journey at the moment!