. read-contentp*{font-style:normal; font-weight:100; text-decoration:none; line-height:inherit;}. read-contentpcite{display:none; visibility:hidden;}

True happiness is not to live like everyone else, but to be able to live according to one's own wishes.

In this world, whoever hands over himself in all hands will set a noose for himself.

Everyone has a lot of past that they don't want to face, people who love the wrong people hard, wishful dreams, traps that hallucinations generally fall into... I used to not forgive the stupid self, and then I learned to let go little by little, after all, I loved the wrong person once I loved seriously, and the extremely stupid decision was also made after I seriously considered it, and it was as if time finally paid for the childishness, although stupid, it was also considered growth.

I'm afraid that when I understand who the person I want to cherish the most and who can give the greatest happiness, that person is already scattered in the sea of people.

There is still a long road ahead, don't carry too much, don't tear your eyes, and don't have the strength to greet new people and miss the right person on your face.

There is no need to rush, if it is destined to happen, it will happen, at the right time, with the right person, for the most appropriate reason.

I gradually found that so many people have left around me, and it turns out that some people, unconsciously, have faded the relationship.

This end is prosperous, not the city, not the country, but all I have. What do you want, a lifetime together, or a moment of greed, what I want is just a simple but stable life, love to the point of despair, and it is difficult to recover. The best happiness is what you give and care.

It's not that I don't want to turn back, it's just that I don't have confidence that I won't repeat the mistakes of the past. I don't have any qualifications to let you go, after all, a person's life is so long, every minute is your own, and every second can't go back.

The years have evaporated the sadness and turned into a lingering and gentle drizzle all over the sky, and the sadness is like the autumn sunset flowers scattered and scattered, and the time that has been missed from the clenched hands has been lost, just like a lifetime, and it can never return to those missed times, and can never find the beauty of those gone.

Accustomed to being uncomfortable, accustomed to missing, accustomed to waiting for you, but I have never been accustomed to not seeing you. Happiness is to find a warm person to live a lifetime. Like flowers, like water. I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.

A lifetime of flowers, half a lifetime of flashiness, stained with the flow of years, a few people repeat the flow of years. If you turn into the wind, if I turn into rain, hang down two hanging tears, as thin as cicada wings.

It's not ruthless, it's not lucky, it's just that we will meet many people in our lives, and how many can really stop? Life is a ferry that will eventually be barren, and even we ourselves are passers-by.

Young people just think too much and read too little. Read more classic books, and your outlook and attitude towards life will be completely different. It's not enough to just read, you have to think, especially to introspect.

That's how I show my true self, for the many unspoken words, for the unfulfilled fate.

No matter how bad things happen today, you shouldn't be sad. A lifetime is not long, every night before going to bed, forgive all people and things.

To combat piracy and support genuine copying, please go to Zhulang.com to read the latest content. Current User ID: , Current User Name: