Knowledgeable, diligent and self-reliant

Physical and mental exhaustion, take another look and tell myself that I am okay: I have been used to the night without stars, I have forgotten them in the childhood sky, never brought.

The wish that had been made against the meteor has been like a big wave of sand, and it has settled in the riverbed of the years. Perhaps, one day, it will be submerged by the mud, and finally leave a blank to show the world that I have never been there, and have not left any traces!

Such a depression, a bit faint taste, when you sit in a swaying boat, understand your helplessness, helplessness, it is a kind of bleak taste? I never remember! I never remember what I would choose at that time. I don't remember when God gave me the right to choose, whether it has become isolated and helpless! But I know, because of you - jade, I will do the best myself! Because I am the strongest and most nerve Child.

Be the best of yourself, be kind to yourself! Get used to the days when nights are accompanied by solitary lights, and even selfishly want to put the soft lights in the cage and earn your palms. Let the coagulated blood warm as a fire, flowing through the body. However, the solitary lamp did not understand my intentions, just lazy, slumbering and refused my messy slang. Sometimes, I really want to scream at the solitary lamp, so that it can be awake, bright, and jump, and become a life to communicate with me, and explain to me the true meaning of life that I can't interpret.

People who live in their feelings are always so childish and lovely; those who live in their careers are so cautious, deceitful, and pitiful; those who live in money are never-ending greed, but they are also very Scenery. No matter which circle you live in, you will feel heartache when you wake up. However, the meaning of this pain is different.

When I thought about the people in which circle I lived, I found out that my life is a career, then I am a cautious, deceitful person, the devil of the devil family, maybe this is me. It is the most authentic description, my life is dark, no one will step into the life of the devil! This is a silly and childish child, but... everything is just a dream!

In fact, each of us is standing at the crossroads of such a life. How many times do you wait in life, how many counts there are; how many times there are counts, how many times are different waiting and feelings. How many times I have been helpless, I have filled my heart with regret and sentimentality. At the crossroads of this life, who are you waiting for? Who is waiting for you?

At the crossroads of life, at the intersection of the years, what are I waiting for? What are I waiting for? I am waiting for me to remember; I am waiting for memories to give me the answer; I am waiting for the answer to give me the story; I am waiting The story gives me time; I am waiting for time to give me a perfect life...

I am willing to find a dream, I hope to have a dream, because that is my paradise. She can be a simple and unpretentious mansion, as long as there are people I like, people who understand me, can provide me with a safe harbor when I am alone, and a safe haven; I am the devil, I am even more A mortal who knows how to be alive.

Looking for a dream, youth, exists in the eternal drift. I am eager to find a balanced support point in my swaying life. However, when the wind re-emerges, the lonely figure still walks alone in the wind. For many years, I have always lived alone as a prodigal character. There have been too many words to say in my heart, but the time is too long, and now I have forgotten it. There is a kind of diaphragm. When the sadness is lost, some are just burdens, no comfort I want. It is difficult for me to breathe, and my soul is tired...

Indifferent eyes and hypocritical eyes make my heart hurt. If there is no childhood dream in my heart, I think death is my best choice. I know that all this is hard to understand and I have to think about it. But "because of you," I chose to stick.

Why? After all years, all the pains can not be indifferent; why after many years, the wounds of the dusty wounds remain the same; why after many years, the loneliness of the heart still can not escape the shackles of this world. I don't understand, I don't understand! Suddenly I don't want to go alone again. I am so tired and hurt!

Sometimes I even wonder if it is caused by my own hard work. However, when I looked back, I realized that I really used all my heart to treat this, and the failure was ultimately inescapable. The pressure came to me like a huge wave, which made me struggle in the sea of ​​pain. I have a lot of pains and I really want to give up. But the dream has not been annihilated, so I insisted - I want to find a dream! Because the dream has your strongest shadow.

Be knowledgeable, diligent and self-reliant.