Wait for a person's mood description to be about 200 words.

With expectation, it will breed waiting.

With the hope of staying at the origin, there will be a feeling of looking around.

Expectation has a long time. Maybe one day it will be fleeting and forgotten. Maybe I will be as old as youth. Maybe I will walk with it all my life, but my mood is still the same as the original place, and I have been silently looking forward to the perfection of my life.

An equal word means never meeting other scenery of time again, and an equal word means that a road should firmly guard its promise.

Therefore, waiting is to compete with time for endurance. Therefore, waiting is to meet the confidence of spring and to give up the realm between the two.

The waiting mood may be colorful bubble guns floating in the wind, which has produced the best hope.

The mood of waiting may be the collision between spirit and air, which is broken one by one with the pace of time.

The waiting mood will be touched by some strange hallucinations, such as entering a road full of golden light. The golden beam of light is like a warm and magical hand, and we magically entered, which is our ideal place.

Waiting will also be like falling into the night, lost and sad imagination, making life like a sick tree, because doubt and speculation fester from the bottom of my heart, and finally the lush crown begins to shake and age, and there is no sign of vitality anymore.

Waiting for a short time is like walking through a path full of light and birds singing all the time, and the mood will rise more and more beautifully in the sound of nature.

The long wait began to split into two poles of faith. One is to walk happily, and the other is to drag it into a burden and finally put it down sadly.

The mood of waiting comes from light, with a simple lamp and a transparent fire burning, every lonely night. On the road, there is wind, rain and temptation. Time will steal our simplicity and bring us some confusion and confusion. Days will also give us some opaque problems, which will turn into gauze to cover the lights and make the shadow of thoughts heavy.

We passed by ourselves, and time passed through our chests. The world is changing, and so is our waiting mood. Perhaps, we have become a stone of faith, perhaps we have become a piece of mud, but the choice of life is different.

Maybe our original purpose was to get more light of life. Finally, on the way of waiting, it gives us more light.

In fact, taking and giving up is just a moment of thinking. Turn around and continue, just change and insist on the route.

However, life will gradually tell us that as long as there is an oasis in your heart, you can reach your ideal island country.