The moon waxes and wanes, and people experience joys and sorrows.

1. The most tired thing is not the body, but the heart. The most intoxicating thing is not the wine, but the people. The happiest thing is not how much money you have, but the smile on your face. The hardest thing is not to do something difficult, but to persevere. The saddest thing is not the mood, but the days.

2. The world would be no different without me. The beginning of decadence, the end of decadence. My heart is tired, and I understand that promises are always lies that cannot be fulfilled. With your hospitable eyes and your mouth that always tells lies without typos, they disappeared from my eyes.

3. We have already fallen into the point of no return. All of this is life created by the environment. When will our hearts be calm and stable?

4. The reason why people live tiredly is because they think too much. It’s not scary to be physically tired, what’s scary is that the mind is tired.

5. I feel unspeakably tired. I want to find someone who can hold her and cry, laugh with me, and I will be willing to pay for him.

6. I am tired, I want to rest, my heart is tired, I don’t need words, I just want to listen to songs alone without crying in the dark night.

7. I am tired and want to rest, but now I realize that I am also so fragile and I can no longer bear it.

8. The happiness pretended on the surface can temporarily hide the entanglement in the heart, but the series of tiring things that happened in front of me did not even allow me to breathe.

9. Being alone outside is not terrible. What is more terrible than loneliness is numbness. Loneliness at least proves that I am longing for a glimmer of hope, hoping to get out of this loneliness one day. This kind of loneliness is closer to the meaning of life. Numbness is hopelessness without expectations. The heart is still beating, but there is no way forward in thinking. There are no signs of death, without any sense of joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, just waiting for the death sentence.

10. My heart is hanging and I can’t find a fulcrum to rely on. The harsh wind is devouring the human soul like a devil, and the remaining human body is drifting in this world. There is no motivation to explore the dreams that were once ambitious, and I just want to repeat the present in peace and stability.