Don't bow before the storm.

Loneliness, like a cup of bitter tea, is bitter when no one wants it; Loneliness is like cactus, full of thorns, which makes people flinch; Lonely, wandering aimlessly in the vast sea with the same boat.

Perhaps, it is too dependent on tears, and I can only cry the last straw. Maybe I am used to bowing to the wind and rain, or I am used to bowing to fate. I also learned to be as strong as them, even if I am hurt all over, I must be strong. What should I do in the face of wind and rain?

Sometimes, I try not to cry. I think this is power, and I will learn not to cry. At this time, I thought I could look up in the storm. However, the hope is beautiful, but the reality is so cruel. They said, you can only put up with little things ... my heart is broken. Why are my efforts just a joke in their eyes? Why can't I give and get in direct proportion? Who can tell me? ……

One day, my mother told me that success is only a matter of one thought, which made me feel refreshed. Pick up confidence again and tell yourself to learn to be strong in the face of wind and rain. Today, I have a brand-new look, and I know how to live strong, regardless of the wind and rain and difficulties!

Because, I have grown up!