We this life, as time transformation, our mood, role in transformation. Every one of us is very stubborn, and even feel oneself very perfect, is right, TingBuDe the opinions of others. Once upon a time, we simply flaunt himself, think oneself mature, grew up. However, one day, we finally found that the meaning of grew up in addition to desire, have the courage, responsibility, strong and some must sacrifice, including love and be loved. Originally we never grow up, for we are stubborn child...
We this life, along with the change of the four seasons, the development of the society. Our idea is also ups and downs swing, always insecurity, thinking you have lost. Sometimes, even if you know some unreasonable, but is to be proved the importance of himself.
Clearly is dependent on, is to appear unimportant appearance; Clearly is concerned, but to show did not care about the appearance. Such we, this how to do?
We this life, in short time of, be sure to remember what other people of good, even a little bit of good, also want to remember, and as into a gratitude and a remembered. And this is good, not quite, but out of a kind of goodwill and love, even if it's not in the interests of the pure contain ingredients, know each other. To pack up the selfishness. Although sometimes give and get not become direct ratio, but believes that his is the person's fundamental: kindness, beauty and truth.
We this life, life such as hemp. A kinky thoughts, also served the state of mind of the solution. We are always in the wrong time and place, met the wrong people, it is magnanimous smile right, after all meeting is not wrong, some people to meet more, also can become your life looking. Anxious not to all the people understand you, see through your mind, life there many sails moment, whether of the person you love, still love you of person, we all like way there.
Our lifetime, destined to have a lot of flight and run into one thing, run into someone, let our life many many twists and turns. Anyway, there is always a few things, let you not forget for a moment, there is always a man, and let your life TanXi steep. Miss, is just passing by it, they don't beauty, it is only a heart empty the phantom, forgetfulness is each other the best miss. Along the way, run into stars, let us have regret, also have warm.
We this life, to go a lot of road, have made straight, while a broad field; Was the spring of the scenery and the winter desolate. However, way to yourself walk, bitter to eat oneself, others can't help. Look to the stars, the footprints of look back at left, we have been in solitude, deep in the lonely stand fast. As long as you are willing to walk, tread is all the way, As long as you don't avoid and turned back, and the applause of the life will for you ring.
Perhaps, each person's back there is a beautiful legend; Maybe, everybody has what he can't forget; Perhaps, time will put all trace to dilute; Perhaps, in a particular year one day, that made us forget figure, suddenly disappeared.
Remember too much, forget too much, so there will be a recall. We too close from memory, too far away from freedom. Sometimes not forget for a moment, just fall in love with memories.
Many people will care about others to own view, hope to get all recognition, smooth out a lot of the trouble of results. We can't let all the people to their singing hymns, there will always be some not so harsh voice, don't so bad and the mood. Nobody is perfect, as long as we all things hard, any time keep conscience clear, then "walk yourself's road, let other people say". This is a kind of tolerance, is also a kind of down!
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