Love or not, the poor have to rely on money to decide, "love" is only born in the rich family.
Experience is the fertilizer of life. What kind of experience makes you a person? You can't raise peony in the desert.
They can't run because their legs and feet are weighed down by money.
Hope makes him happy, fear makes him panic, he wants to sleep, but he can't sleep, and his limbs are scattered on some hay. Nothing, only the stars in the sky have their own heartbeats.
The night is still dark, and there is still some wet and cold fog in the air, which makes my heart feel even more slim.
The greatest sacrifice is humiliation, and the greatest humiliation is resistance.
Politeness in sorrow is hypocrisy.
Rain is for the rich and for the poor; To the righteous and to the unjust. In fact, rain is unfair because it falls in an unfair world.
The stimulation of troubled times comes from superstition, and the comfort of fools is only self-deception.
The old crow is black and doesn't want to be white-haired alone.
One voice, the sweat of the whole street, people in the ethical code country love to kill people.
Throwing all his strength on other people's meat, he saw the light, and the sun seemed particularly bright.
The laziness of the bitter people is the natural result of hard work, and the thorns of the bitter people contain some axioms.
Maybe he fell asleep first, and then sat down, because his fatigue had made him fall asleep standing.
From morning till night, from east to west, from south to north, being pulled around by others like a gyro; He has no ego.