Laughing at life, vicissitudes are also a special kind of beauty

Life can't go through the vicissitudes of life. From the day we were born, it is doomed to experience so many helplessness and suffering in this world. Because of injury, because of resentment, our hearts will always be inadvertently It's a dull pain.

The vicissitudes of life, like the old houses in our lives, filled with memories, filled with sadness. Sometimes, we want to touch, but we dare not reach out, fearing that this touch will be full. Sadness falls; sometimes, we want to look up, but we can't bear to look back, afraid that this time, it will lead to "tears fly for a rain."

A long road has not yet passed, maybe the road is full of flowers, but is there a flower in the flower called a loneliness? Is there a flower called loneliness? Is there a flower called indifference? Loneliness should actually be an open soul deep The most beautiful flower at the beginning, rooted in the lonely soil, self-born, self-research. The beauty of blossoming, the glory of flowers, and the turbulent flow of the sea. Dreams always test loneliness. When a dream falls, it is too late to save. Then you can only endure it yourself. Change your words, enjoy, enjoy losing some things, enjoy the pain and unforgettable feelings.

Lonely grinds time into a little bit, so it’s so slow. She has already embroidered into the red blood, and will be accompanied by a continuous moment of life, and the years will not open her, but let the years dyed the lonely colors, spring, summer, autumn and winter, winter, autumn, summer and spring...

Indifferent things are also common, and the fascinating and fascinating network can't be seen. In fact, life is like this. How can there be so much fairness and how many enthusiasm there are. It’s true that it’s faint, it’s not necessarily a long time, but it’s not necessarily a long time. Why don’t you let him go with the wind, turn it into a spring mud, and return to his own land?

Do not force yourself, in life, silently give, silent blessing; in the years, quiet walking, quiet work, you are happy, I am happy, you are not happy, I also use tenderness to infect you. The faintness of the faintness is soaked in the bones, and the eyes are looking forward to it. Isn’t it a splendid landscape in life? With an ambitious heart, stick to a happy life, and work with confidence and confidence. The years are quiet, my heart is leisurely, laughing and watching life, vicissitudes are not a beautiful!