The years are so forgiving that they draw two lines of tears

Always sigh the haste and ruthlessness of the years, like flowers and withered trees, fleeting, before we have time to enjoy the beauty of winter snow, it has melted. Before I could understand the charm of infatuation, it had left in a huff. Time, you always go in such a hurry, want to get the best, it will leave you the most painful!

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I am not afraid of being blocked by thousands of people. I am most afraid of surrendering myself. I know, how cruel life is, how strong I should be! Walking in this strange world, always constantly struggling with difficulties, in the balance of luck and misfortune, there is no fairness and unfairness. Grass spirit is worth us to learn, it is tough, tenacious, spring breeze is still vigorous growth. Don't you always say, if you don't experience wind and rain, how can you meet a rainbow? The flow of time is quiet, it is easy to ignore it, cherish the present inch of time, every second, savor carefully, cherish time, cherish yourself. Maybe I can't live in the most beautiful posture. I should at least live.

The direction of the headwind is more suitable for flying. While we are still young, we should strive for the goal of our struggle, like bees, never give up, the darker the road ahead, the more unable to extinguish the lights of life, and the more we want to light the light on the way forward of life, even if we fail again and again, fall again and again, move forward in ridicule, stand on our own feet in a broken heart, and run in despair. Life is an attitude, life more needs a belief, although the hourglass of time, so that no one can escape, but we can grasp the present, with action to do a good job of ourselves. Don't be surprised to find that you have changed one day. It is another kind of growth given to you by the years.

Like quiet and tranquil days, undisturbed, sitting in the afternoon breeze, listening to the changing steps of the four seasons of the years, telling my heart in the words, I know very well that the scenery of ink incense immersed in the fingertips is affectionate and profound, what is memorable is that a person will never see it for the first time. The quiet beauty of time, the soul through the place, is no regrets! The gains and losses of right and wrong are all unique beauty! Time takes away the people we used to know, but what we can't take away is the pain at the bottom of our hearts. Enrich yourself, in order to become calm, only forget, can not easily cry in the ups and downs of great joy and sorrow. The gentleness of a tree in the vicissitudes of life has long been silent, just like falling leaves, and the natural law of winter to spring cannot be changed.

I am a mortal, an ordinary woman living in the mortal world, how many broken sighs in my life, will still be tied to my heart, have been obsessed with the moment of beauty of fireworks, want a peaceful life can cause ripples, but also afraid of causing rough waves. In the virtual world, several times want to approach, and several times flinch, perhaps helplessness is also a clear, safe in the reality of the residence, so that life is also spotted in the silence. I know very well that life is not perfect, a vast sea of people, it is not easy to really love each other, that is a gift from heaven, all happiness is to know and cherish happiness, ordinary in the protection of warmth, is the permanent everlasting April.

Happiness, a beautiful word. It's not everything you want, it's enjoying what you have. Buddha said: everything has cause and effect. The more you put down, the more you get. Yes, through naive and romantic childhood, through the beautiful youth of astringent fragrance, do not love the prosperity of the world, life is deleted in the insipid? Lock, walk gently in the perishable face, let go of the sadness in the light, the memory is locked as a shadow, undisturbed, is the happiness at present. Overlooking the spring, the clouds and smoke of the past dissipated with the wind, with a grateful heart to do things, do their own can be truly happy!

Life is a free play of the big stage, everyone is the protagonist of their own play, depending on whether you choose to perform or escape. In a flash, the ebb and flow of the tide is a day, a blossom is a season, a full moon is a year. Life moves forward in epiphany, and years produce incense in practice. Although we can't control the length of life, we can control its width and live every day well; although we can't control the weather, we can change our mood and be happy every day; although we can't predict tomorrow, we can grasp today and make every day wonderful. Although we can't have everything going well, we can try our best to realize the beauty of life. In fact, love is always around us!

What I do mind, is not to let my young head turn white in vain, and be gnawed by empty sorrow then! We have no time to squander, how short life is, we should be grateful for the world, time has been moving forward, there is no way back to the past, a person wandering in the passage of time, what is not satisfied? Looking ahead, it is a touch of warm sun; looking back, it is the sadness that leaves only a shadow. The biggest mistake in life is to keep worrying that you will make mistakes, so that you bind your hands and feet. I will not let myself fall silent and wither like this, the years are so tolerant that I shed tears in two lines. I want to smile with tears, collect my heart, so that I can bloom alone like a delicate rose.

Author: Ai Yufei