In the process of growing up, there has been pain and happiness. Gradually, the tears are getting higher and higher, and the laughter is getting lower and lower!

I still remember when I was a child, I cried loudly because I couldn't get toys like other children; When I arrived at the elementary school, I said goodbye to the intern teacher who had been interning for a few months, and pulled her to tell her not to leave; After graduating from high school, those words written in the guest book blessed and the tears that were hidden when leaving the green campus; After graduating from college, he chose to walk the whole campus alone with tears in his eyes.

When a person thinks back to those pasts, sometimes he can't help but laugh with tears, laughing at how innocent and carefree we were in the age of innocence, hurting how much sadness we have experienced, how many unbearable pasts we have endured, and slowly accepting the troubles, troubles, helplessness, sadness, sadness, and helplessness brought by life, you will suddenly find that if you don't meet the softest place in your heart, in fact, many times it will be difficult for you to cry again.

Personally, the feelings are quite rich people, very sentimental, sensual over rational, watching TV, movies, listening to music eyes are red, even wet, such you, have you ever been?

In fact, we can live a very happy life, work belongs to work, life belongs to life, the time after work belongs to you, you can plan by yourself, sometimes happiness is an ability, not a mood, in addition to the bad, you can also be very happy, you can go to a big meal when you are sad, treat the stomach that is sad and can't eat, you can take advantage of your weekend to find a few friends to go to a nearby place to play, or go to your favorite place to press the road, buy clothes, buy shoes, big shopping, How to make the heart feel comfortable, how to come.

Sometimes, if you want to understand the world, you must first understand yourself. Imagination is a state of life, and crawling forward is also a mode of survival, but not forgetting the original intention shows the true self.

Touching the face that has been chased by the years, not describing the vicissitudes of life, only flirting with the style. In this way, it is not a beautiful scenery!

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