Everyone strives to be themselves in the trajectory of life, for fear that they are the same as others. Live the so-called

"Excuse me

I am afraid that my own life is not as happy and rich as others. Afraid of being discovered by others about his innermost thoughts, and afraid that others will tell his own troubles when he is drunk. Life is long, how can there be any troubles, only the hurdles that you can't get over in your heart. In fact, everyone is an individual, and they are living the life they want, but they are alive and found that they are no longer the original self. The stranger's joke seems to be more concerned and less sarcastic; The sincere words of a good friend seem to have more care and less advice; Loved ones

"Nagging" seems to have more comfort and less worry...... I don't know what to start with, I start to care about the eyes of others, and I don't know what I can read, I just know that the sudden care of others makes people uncomfortable.

When I was a child, I believed that there were many good people in this world, but when I grew up, I found that I couldn't tell what was a good person and what was a bad person.

It's good to just know that you put yourself in your comfort zone, because slowly people are afraid of being hurt.

Only then did you know what self-protection was. Do you say that the world is insecure?

In fact, it is not a lack of it, but fear and withdrawal. Everyone's journey of growth is different, so slowly protect yourself.

In the long river of life, I gradually collected my inner words with those who were close friends, and never opened my heart again, for fear of letting others know how unfortunate and happy I was.

Everyone's life trajectory is different, in fact, they have long been accustomed to living a simpler life, because deep down they have already fulfilled their own life.

In the middle of the night, everyone is trying to say good night to themselves, and some people and things slowly become regrets.

The leaves slowly washed their veins in the rain to meet the scorching sun, and the snail climbed up step by step, believing that the scenery on the top of the tree would be wonderful because of it.

heart

"Bang bang" jumping, but unfortunately everyone can't see it trying to jump, they can only feel that it is still there. When is it?

You and I are drifting apart......