I have a hometown, it comes from the distant star river, it is neither the ancient East, nor the new West, but the vast south.
Just like everyone in life is pursuing beauty, and everyone's pursuit of beauty may not be the same.
This is a "selfless" choice, and it is also true to write.
But what is the meaning of our lives?
To please oneself, to be willing to live in a way of self-love.
Although busy will also write greetings, although time and space will postpone the past, but every time to think, every time stop, every time suddenly, it is warm and pleasant.
Fresh 'air, through the air into your metagod, will breathe the sun, will embrace happiness, make a cup of sweet coffee, taste the meaning of happiness.
Perhaps it is not the road you originally wanted to take, nor the peak you originally wanted to climb, but another road has another road of scenery, different levels will also have a beautiful sunrise.
If you want something, none of it belongs to you.
Such as money, status, beauty, youth will eventually give up, where than an ordinary lunch, warm embrace.
The greatest illusion in the world is that we think we have it all, but we don't. The wind, the free wind.
After the wind and rain, only hope in the rough road, can have a companion; Across the star arc twists and turns, looking forward to the difficult embankment, can be with the bosom friend.
The solemn love to the dawn, the heart buried sadness to the night sky, midnight shuttle!
In life, your words may hurt others, but sometimes, your silence can hurt people even more.
But when to speak, when to be silent, some people can not understand their life.
In the fresh morning, the sun shines through the air on the leaves, and the smell of sunshine is everywhere.
Therefore, the meteor will cut through space-time while I wait for it.
You don't live to compare yourself to anyone.
It is taking the time to grow, to accumulate, and to persevere that gives us confidence to accelerate our growth.
If we want to change our path, the first step is to change our attitude.
As long as the attitude is right, our planet will be brighter.
When I was a teenager, I was crazy about the words "take me away". Now, I will never let anyone take me away. I learned to walk on my own.
Time never answers, life never shouts.
The rising sun is a prompt spark, chaotic and obscure.
Live a good life don't think too much, yesterday's sun does not dry today's clothes
Tomorrow's wind and rain will not wet yourself today;
The beginning is always a dilemma, but it is a random arrangement.
Nowadays, no one in our society will care about how much effort you have paid, whether you are tired or not, whether the fall hurts or not, they will only look at where you finally stand, and then envy and hate.
Sometimes I'm afraid time will tell the truth.
Like yesterday's tiredness and frustration.
