In real life, there are really very few people who can really see through the red dust, like those who think they are monks, do they really see through the red dust? It's hard to think about it, it's hard to see it, and it's even harder to give up. Many things, no, you can let go if you really want to let go, and you can give up if you want to give up.

There are some things that I can see openly, but I can't always let go; Some love, I understand, but I always can't give up; Some people, seeing it clearly, always can't bear to give up. In our lives, there are always things that we know are wrong, but we keep holding on; It's clear that it's not good, and there is no result, but it has been guarded.

What you can't tell is people; It's still people who can't figure it out. Perhaps, life is like this, half confused, half sober, sometimes confused, sometimes sober. When can you let go of your casualness and give up your wishes, perhaps, it is also a kind of happiness, a kind of happiness.

I gradually learned that caring too much about other people's feelings often hurts myself; It turned out that I was always stupid to deal with the various friends around me, but in the end, when I got tired, I gradually learned that there will be fewer and fewer people who are good to me with the passage of time; There are many things that can be encountered but not sought, and some things can only be owned once, and there is only one chance to grasp them.

Gradually, I learned that being genuinely good to everyone may not always be rewarded, and the people you ignore may value you the most. The reality is so helpless, so we must be strong, sometimes the silence is not because we don't want to speak, but there are a lot of things that we can't say, so it will be safe to put it in our hearts.

At night, I lay alone in bed and closed my eyes, and said to myself, let it pass if it passes! With a willing attitude, live a life that is at ease with what happens. I know the warmth and cold, the sun is good, and I am also very good.

The highest state of life: it is to forget the past, be satisfied with your present, and be optimistic about your future.

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