The victorious and defeated soldiers are unexpected, and they are men who are ashamed and ashamed.

The children of Jiangdong are talented, and their comeback is unknown. ———— Wang Anshi "Wujiang Pavilion"

The post-90s generation always has our own personality, which seems to be strong and brave, but we have inferiority complex and cowardly blood in our bones. I always thought that I was alone, but after experiencing a little setback, it hurt in my heart and stopped talking.

The result of the separation hit me again, and I don't remember how many times I was hurt, but I was relieved that I didn't give up. Never gave up? It's also a little fake, and when I once had a smoky dream, I fell, but I don't regret it. I don't have any good points, but I have a lot of bad things, which is my personal opinion. The lover of my dreams said, "I'm not the right person for you, you're a good person," and that's my only treasure.

I used to be very arrogant, and after being hit mercilessly again and again, I learned to be optimistic, I learned to be humorous, I am not a person who gives up on himself when I am frustrated, of course, this setback is not too big. But in the face of the people I love, in the face of love, I am a masochistic child, just because I love them. When people live for a lifetime, they come to find happiness, and when they meet, they must seize it, this is my principle.

When the dream of Yanxia was shattered, she was silent all day long, silently bearing her own pain, and then she was also very uneasy, sometimes she had to be optimistic, to fulfill herself and others. I try to be as happy as I can and try to show my own style, even though I am no stranger to her now.

Love, I don't know what to do, and I go deep. Love and hatred are just bits and pieces of the passing years, so why bother looking for that sad scene. Gardenia flowers, refreshing, that is a good time in the passing year, why not cherish it, let yourself be happier. Some people, some things, are just a flash in the pan. What we can cherish and make us happy is the best. The hurried years let us pick up the bits and pieces of joy from the starting point, let us laugh when we are sad, and laugh when we are happy.

I sometimes can't help but hate the Creator, since I created a man, why should I give him (her) thoughts? Isn't it good to be silent? The hurried passage of the years made my tears turn into a flood, washing away everything, leaving myself with a blank in my heart, or drowning myself, and letting this moment of loneliness pass forever.

More often than not, I thank the Creator for allowing you and me to meet. Whatever the outcome, at least it happened, didn't it? In a hurry, everyone is just someone else's passerby, but some people can stay for a long time. The so-called experience, experience is enough. Thank you for meeting, thank you for being with me, what can I ask for?

More people like the light, and the praise of the father and the moth to the fire are all praised by others, while I prefer the night, which gave me a pair of black eyes. Looking at the night sky alone, the sky is full of stars, the cold wind blows, and there is a kind of autumn cool loneliness. Lonely!

The starry sky is more brilliant, if you are usual, you will think, if you can drink a pot of turbid wine like the ancients to enjoy the night alone, and sing a long song, how desirable! But now I'm thinking about how she's okay, and I still miss her very much. I like the night, I don't have to be at the mercy of reality, I can roam in my own world, and no one will disturb me. Occasional familiar and unfamiliar figures break their tranquility, they should not be blamed, they should be blamed for looking back suddenly, and the past is in front of them.

I wish I was a ghost, so that I could do what I wanted to do every night at night, and I could secretly watch her, and I would feel at ease when I saw her happy, so why couldn't I be brave enough to pursue happiness for her? I really want to be with you, but time flies, and you and I no longer love each other. How am I, I don't know! Will you love, if you will love me, will you miss out on the good for you! Time flies, rushes, and you won't have me by your side anymore. Worried, missing, after all, I was brought up. Can people go back, they can't go back!

Lurking and waiting to rise. A person's life is a life of struggle, some people live a great life, and some people live a very trivial life. If we have a great mind and a kind heart, we will be able to pile up many trivial days and turn them into a great life. If you are mediocre every day, have no ideals, and stop making progress from now on, then your days will always pile up as a bunch of trivialities.

I once remembered how domineering Li Yunlong said in "Bright Sword": "Even if we are outnumbered by the enemy, even if we are under siege, we dare to show our swords, and we dare to fight to the last person." In a word, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and the spirit of the bright sword is the soul of our army. Whatever the sword points at, it is invincible!" But it's hard to be a good person, and it's even harder to live yourself. I've really grown up, if it was before, I should regret living my own life, it's too torturous for myself, but I chose to turn back, I'm afraid I can't. If you can't, why don't you live your life well? I'm still growing after all!

Sing as much as you want, and sing loudly. I am who I am, fireworks of different colors. Since I've chosen the path, let's stick with it. I really want to weakly ask all the visitors: "How does a very emotional teenager become as stable as an ordinary person", but I still buried this sentence in my heart after all, otherwise I would not have written so many works. When God closes a door for you, he will also open a window for you, and I think I will eventually accept that I am like this, because I am so unique, so unique.