Whether it is shaded or joyful or sorrowful, they all follow their inner voice and keep moving forward, sometimes they don't even have a reason, they don't turn back until they hit a wall, and they don't stop until they are injured.

In the face of friendship, there is no immutable relationship, there will always be people around you who come and go, at most three or two friends just accompany the road longer, we live in the big dye vat of this society, what color will be dyed, even we don't know.

In the face of love, there is rarely a more ancient love, because in love, we will always have conflicts because of this or that, some people say: when you are together, you don't look at your phone, and when you are not together, you can reply to messages in seconds, even if you are the true love of modern people!

But how many people can really do it, and more in the end, I have 10,000 reasons to see you, but none of them go to see your identity, some things, obviously the heart is like a knife, but you have to have a bright smile, you are very fragile, but you have to be so strong, tears are rolling in your eyes, but tell everyone that I am fine, probably this is growth!

There are some things that can only be said to those who understand.

"You can love someone to the dust, but no one loves you in the dust, you can have a bad love, but you can't indulge yourself to live a rotten life, you can't get the enthusiasm to respond, you have to know how to stop in moderation." This passage is well said, since you know that there will be no result of the relationship, there is no need to wait stupidly for a miracle to happen.

Sometimes, I really want to go away alone, go to the place I want to go, and start my life again, the pressure in front of me makes me breathless, the responsibility on my shoulders makes me always vigilant, I dare not complain when I am tired, I secretly wipe it dry when I cry, and sometimes I don't want to think about anything, I don't want to do anything, so that my mood is relaxed and my brain is clear.

There is no one in this society who is not tired, but they are used to showing smiling faces and hiding scars.

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