Since that summer a long time ago, maturity has become the only recognition in my heart. However, until today, I have seen too much and walked away, and then I inadvertently realized that the maturity I have defined has never been a real standard, but a simple embodiment of looking for a sense of superiority in front of my peers. A result measured by immature groups as a benchmark, although it is not completely certain that it is immature, but there are objective differences in the understanding of maturity.
So, also have thought that with mature vision, looking at the story happened, the flow of years, can still laugh and sometimes sad. The truth of being able to pick it up and let it go has been known in our childhood, but it is a terrible way to understand from then on. We need to experiment on our own path with irreversible steps, and this process is not tight and hurtful, and it weaves decades of time for us, and even takes a lifetime to understand the pain. We were mercilessly torn, dusty face, covered with scars, unwittingly in the meaning of the cry ah! What a painful understanding!
Always used to under the cold drizzle of the winter night, filled with emotion, accidentally suddenly found that he is for too many people and things that have nothing to do with me, so that he has become a typical resentful woman. There have been too many past, too many stories, too many should not, too many too late. Today, let us begin to feel that a lot of stories in the past, many people should not leave, or perhaps today's inner struggle, as well as a lot of dissatisfaction, taught us to miss the past.
At the end of the year, the smell of wedding is about to let people rest. When I look back at myself carefully, I find that this old and small face is so unbearable. Also found that they are keen on the story, the things in the story, those people. Forget the pace of time so quickly, will think of mercilessly abandoned behind, so the soul fell behind.
Rest early, for those who have been waiting for the people or things, completely empty from the bottom of the heart, unload those that do not belong to their own, and strongly clean up those historical traces. Let your dreams fly on your way and pursue the self who will never say goodbye to you!
Author: Chen Jiyuan
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