Always sigh that time flies too fast, innocent time always passes inadvertently, but the picture of the past in my mind is vivid, in the blink of an eye, 2014 is coming to an end, the busy November has finally left me, and finally has time to sit down and quietly code words.

As if the moment I touched the keyboard, my hands were a lot rusty, and my language skills had dropped a lot, repeating the life of two points and one line every day, going with the flow, and being at peace with the situation, but whenever I told myself to go with the flow, behind it was the effort to change but couldn't, and I was reluctant to give up, and I struggled before I put it down, and in the end only I knew what I was doing.

Move forward in confusion, progress in progress, and grow in progress. Because to get rid of confusion, we must start from small things, start from the things around us, and ability is not obtained from doing big things, but from these

"Inconspicuous" things come in the exercise. If you don't want to do small things, big things will never be your turn, and when you can still stand up when you fall, you must first learn to be down-to-earth.

Many times when I am restless, another voice in my heart has been telling me to be calm and calm.

And then there's one

The word "forbearance" sobers me up! Because life rarely gives us what we want when we feel right, miracles do happen but are often very unpunctual.

Pain hurts, and only pain can make you know yourself and see others clearly. Stand up and pat the dust, how many people care if you fall?

Elegance is the perfect interpretation of the tranquility of the heart. Everyone has their own life. However, everyone's life is in their own hands.

Some people don't grow up, some people don't want to grow up, and some people pretend not to grow up, all because there are always so many regrets in life, shining between reality and dreams, so that we have to give up, have to change, have to accept, have to struggle, we say now

"Good" is to be able to say it one day in the future

"Nope". I know I'm not a good recorder, but more than anyone else, I like to look back on the way I came, not only look back, stand still, and then run forward with a bang.

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