I once thought, really thought, that love is that you and I walk hand in hand through tomorrow, and you and I will always be together through thick and thin.
Once thought, really thought, love is so eternal, as long as two of a kind can go on forever.
I once thought, really thought, that love is so powerful that it will last forever as long as we never leave.
I once thought, really thought, that love is so beautiful, no matter how many ups and downs, no matter how many ups and downs, as long as there is love in my heart, there is no regret in life.
I used to think that in the long years, in the world of mortals, I came and went in a hurry, the flame of love never went out, and the sincerity in my heart was completely the taste of life.
I used to think that the beauty of love would last forever, but these thoughts have vanished when I wake up every morning.
I thought about it once, but I didn't. Love is gentle and can't stand the hurricane; Love is fragile and can't stand the extra burden; Love is dull and can't stand the baptism of time. In the long river of life, who just wants to be a passer-by in a hurry, and who wants to see the river?
I used to think that there was no right or wrong. Fantasy is always beautiful. When the gap between fantasy and reality is too far, it is so hurt and so tired that it can only be a futile sadness and sigh.
In the wasted years, there is always too much helplessness. In the journey of life, there is a long journey and search. Watching flowers bloom and fall, spring comes and autumn goes, the flower of love seems to have withered, love is not strong, and my heart is exhausted.
I once thought that love made life regret, but I found that love is fragile and can't stand the wind and rain.
I used to think that after a bumpy road, there would be no more bumps, but I found that no matter how brilliant my life is, I can't escape the fate.
I used to think that after the storm, the sky would be a rainbow all over the sky, but I found that the sky after the storm was still gray.
I once thought that good people would be rewarded, but I found that fate was never fair.
I used to think that good people in the world would be safe all their lives, but I found that good people always have to go through hardships.
I used to think that hard work would lead to gains, but I found that hard work and gains can never be directly proportional.
I used to think that I would face everything with a smile, but I found that when I was alone, I would cry sadly.
I used to think that the pain would disappear in my sleep, but I found that when I woke up, tears were still hanging in my eyes.
I used to think that love is a flower that never fades, but I found that the cycle of the four seasons has long been a natural law, even delicate flowers sometimes fade.
I once thought I was strong, but I found that I was strong in front of people and fragile in the back.
Helpless thoughts will always drift away intentionally or unintentionally and come back. Sentimental, I am a little worried, a little sad and a little moved. Does the person always regret when he loses it? I'm afraid I will do the same. However, it's not that I don't cherish it, but that I have never been cherished.
When all the prosperity fades, I am no longer a very strong and cheerful woman, a woman who doesn't care about everything, and a woman who is gentle as water. No one knows how wronged I am, and no one knows how fragile I am wrapped in strength. I live in such a helpless real life, I have to compromise, mixed with sorrow and joy, with a clear conscience and a clear conscience.
There are always too many times and too many thoughts in life. Everything that was once irretrievable has gone away, and everything has become a little memory. However, life is so wonderful.
Finally, I found that in fact, everyone doesn't need others to cherish, but it is enough to cherish themselves, because many people don't even know how to cherish themselves, so how can they expect others to cherish you? Only by cherishing yourself can we cherish others. Cherish others, you can be cherished by others.
I finally understand that I thought it was just an illusion, but I accidentally numb my nerves. I used to, but I didn't. Too much once, too much I thought it was a burden. Don't have too many yes, and don't have too many yes, I think, the world will not change because you have too many yes, nor will it change because you have too many you think.
Finally, I understand that everything I have experienced should be regarded as a passing thing. Cheer up, be strong, face the present calmly, and strive to make your life more love, more openness, more freedom and more horizons. Only oneself is the protagonist of life, only oneself can hold up one's blue sky, and only true oneself is truly wonderful!
The true self is always beautiful!