A long time ago, I particularly liked a sentence: White tea and pleasure are nothing else. I am waiting for the wind to wait for you. I still like it now. My personal signature has always been this sentence, but recently I accidentally came to I saw the second half of the sentence in the book: The bitter wine has broken the willows and now we are apart, there is no wind, no moon, no more you.

You are willing to tell me everything, which is when I feel most secure. Now I realize that losing the desire to share is the beginning of the end.

I have come all the way to this point, and I know in my heart what I have lost, what I have lost, and what I feel sorry for, but there is nothing I can do about it.

For a long, long time, I couldn’t accept myself. I always wished my eyes were bigger, my nose was straighter, my face was smaller, my skin was whiter, and my body was thinner. , of course I have to be a little taller, so now when I talk about my ideal, I hope I can accept myself more, instead of being obsessed with striving for superficial superficial beauty.

There are ten years between the age of seven and seventeen, and there is a whole life between the age of seventeen and twenty-seven. Standing on the halfway slope of life, it is neither a retreat nor a departure. Sometimes It just feels like the sky is falling.

I tried hard to become a gentle person, but over time I discovered that gentleness is a gift. Some people are born gentle. I gradually got closer, but it became more and more tiring. So I began to choose to be gentle to specific people, who deserved my temper. In fact, I began to want to meet a gentle person more, and then I found that I would always succumb to gentleness.

It has been raining recently in Xi'an, sometimes heavily and sometimes lightly. It's hard to figure out, but there's nothing you can do about it.

Now I feel that walking home from the subway station after work is the most relaxing moment. The sun sets, the sunset glows, the noisy streets, the people coming and going, listening to the music in the headphones , looking at the hawkers on the roadside, I suddenly feel that such a busy world is worth living.

We are different people in different stories. All stories constitute our lives, and all characters build our lives.

Perhaps many things will happen naturally. You can’t be impatient or impatient. Any good state will not come easily. Only when you have eaten enough of the bitterness of the present will the sweetness of the future come naturally, and we can Accept it with peace of mind.

There is a sentence in "Skin" that I especially like: In an essential sense, we are all people who have lost our hometown and cannot reach the distance. What we really lose should be our original intention and the inability to get it back. Innocence, and what cannot be reached should be dreams.

This world is often very strange. It forces people who want to live well to die, and also advises people who want to die to live well. As a result, everyone is half dead. The girl who once secretly took a sip of the wine in her father's glass, and then frowned and stuck out her tongue and said it was spicy and bitter, now sat there with an expressionless face and drank one glass after another.

We are doing the same thing again and again every day, but we don’t seem to do everything the best. I finally understand that sentence, we are not alive. 365 days, but lived one day and repeated 364 days.

Occasionally I meet some people on the street. Just by taking a look at them, I feel full of hostility and malice. Maybe it’s because they have never been treated gently. I believe that I can always be gentle. , because I met someone who was gentle to me when I was a teenager, so I want to pass on this gentleness and beauty.

I remember Huang Lei said something like this in "Longing for Life": People begin by fully believing in the world, then gradually become half-believing, and finally full of doubts about the world.

When you grow up, will you wonder why there are so many reasons in this world? When I was a child, I felt that a classroom and a bag of books were the entire youth. But later I realized that it was when youth had just sprouted, and it was the most beautiful time.

I used to be happy every day, but now my dream has turned into happiness.

That person will have an extremely difficult time, such as frustration in life, pressure from studies, and panic about love. If he survives it, his life will suddenly become brighter. If he survives it, time will change. I teach you and make peace with you, so most of us don’t have to be afraid.

Sometimes I feel very sad about something, but I don’t know how to express it. I swallow this bad thing like a broken biscuit alive, and I also think about telling others about it. , People who are too close find it pretentious and confusing, while people who are too far away are never the place to express their pain, so even if it is sad, they still get over it. At first, what can be seen in the children's pupils is superficial friendliness and joy, but later on, one can see through the loneliness and indifference under the smile. These are because they have experienced disappointment and loss again and again, and are the result of the passion and passion in their hearts. The result of becoming calm after a jump. Just like "It would be great if I could not grow up." If there was no heart-breaking sadness when disappointed, there should be no need to stick to oneself and become accustomed to loneliness after the passion dies. The so-called growth is just the accumulation of disappointment again and again.

? Finally, I would like to share with you a sentence from Zhao Lei's "Little People": Don't stand against greedy people, don't shed tears for ruthless people, there are many people in this world who laugh at me, but you are just one of them . ”

I hope that all the little sisters can forget all the unpleasantness and be your confident and free-spirited selves

Wish you good morning, afternoon and good night.

I wish you good morning, good afternoon and good night.