Crossroads, don't forget the heart

There will be regrets in life, life will be met, confusion will only be due to choice, you will be frustrated, life crossroads, more often just need us not forget the original heart, strengthen confidence, pursue the pace of their dreams, sigh and go forward Arrived on the other side of the yearning.

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Wang Guozhen once said: Since you have chosen a distant place, you will only care about the wind and rain. Dreams and reality are always just one step away, between thoughts. The reality is a trace, all the way forward, but it remains the same. Dreams are a choice, all the way to loneliness, but it will also be a beautiful scenery that can't be seen all the way. If the day is destined to let the hardships come to practice me, then let the wind and rain all the way become my most beautiful scenery.

Reality needs us to change, but no matter how hard we change, life will still have some regrets, and life will still be a little unsatisfactory. At this time, some people will be confused, and even retreat. Since there will be regrets in the hard work, why should we work so hard? In fact, life is inherently imperfect. It would have been regrettable, and we are so Strive to struggle, just to prevent more regrets in your life, just to make your life a decent one, more to make yourself dream, dare to do. Many times, we work hard just to make ourselves have the capital to do what we like.

In this noisy world, many things cannot be changed by us, but there is one thing that is completely decided by ourselves. That is what kind of road we will go in the future, what kind of friends we will, what kind of dreams we will, and These things we can decide are precisely the important factors that we change our own destiny.

The significance of life is that you have been working hard to realize your dreams, and perhaps you didn't get what you want in the end, but you found and realized your value in the process.

Whoever has no storms, keeps the clouds open to see the moon. I always believe that the sun always winds and winds, does not experience the cold of the harsh winter, how can we greet the beautiful season facing the sea and spring blossoms. Just as Mayday sang in the lyrics of "Stubborn": the direction of the headwind is more suitable for flying.

Time will give us the answer, but the answer is written by ourselves, and we need to find it. In a certain period of time, to try to pursue the answers you want, and to work hard to change, then the final answer to life will be the result we really want.

There is no past, no tomorrow, all the sufferings, all the setbacks, all the pains, all the disappointments that life gives you, will be wiped out when you wear the brave robes all the way, no longer exist. To create a miracle, you must first believe that miracles will happen to you.

The so-called confusion is just an excuse for you to find yourself unwilling to work hard; the so-called embarrassment is just another excuse for you to find yourself unwilling to work hard. A true powerhouse, never an excuse to find frustration for failure, only to find a reason for success. Many times, what really hurts you is not others, nor is it a cruel reality, but your heart that you don't want to work hard and don't want to change.

Everyone will be confused, everyone will be embarrassed, but not everyone can get out of the confusion and say goodbye. The road is in front of us, where to go, how to go, in fact, it is only ourselves, because the feet grow on our own, and every path of life we ​​choose ourselves needs to step out one step at a time. If you have a path in your heart, you don't have to be afraid wherever you go, not to be confused.

Crossroads, don't forget your heart. No matter which way you choose, you must go bravely, because every road will have its wonderful things, and every road will have unexpected surprises. Smile on the road of your choice, as long as your heart is brave, as long as your footsteps are firm, then walk and walk, a casually you will meet the most beautiful scenery.

Text / Ya Yulun