Talk about a dull life.

Liveliness is like a hallucinogen, which makes people anesthetize themselves in full view. The people around you think it's a horse that takes you far away, or a boat that ferries you to the other side, but in the end, you find that you have to take your soul as collateral and leave it far behind.

People are divided into two categories, charming, boring, cool, excellent, unattainable to others' desires, cherish everything they meet unexpectedly, and despise everything that leaves without saying goodbye.

Youth is like a grand fireworks, although it can only be destroyed alone in the end.

Time is really the best span in the world, which makes the pain pale, makes persistent people choose to leave, and then people come and go, and after vicissitudes, you will understand that everything is life and nothing can be helped by people.

In fact, life is like a pendulum between pain and boredom, constantly swinging back and forth, either boring or painful.

Don't be sad when everyone ignores you. Everyone has his own life, and no one can always accompany you. Don't be too nice to a person. In fact, you know that the meanest thing is feelings, and the coolest thing is people's hearts.

People are most afraid of getting lost in loneliness. I often wrestle with a group of people, drink with a group of people and sing with a group of people, and then I am lonely.

Life is like popcorn, which flies all over the sky with a kick, bright and sweet, but many people don't want to lift their feet to try it, fearing the earth-shattering noise.

Many people complain that you have changed, but no one asks what you have experienced. Too many scruples, dare not open my mouth, dare not reach out, can not hold hands, can not have.

The word empathy has never been suitable for listeners.

The wind blows gently on your face, and no one knows how tight your teeth are. You walk with the wind, and no one knows that there are bruises on your fallen knees.

After the end of prosperity, we are strangers after all, and the fireworks in the sky will eventually die with the passing years. Counting the misty rain, the wild goose is full of tears. Although you are strong, you can't leave. So I stood in the lost country, watching time quietly drown my forehead and finally buried myself.

Some pain, some fatigue, only oneself understand. I like to look back on the past in the lonely night. Those memories buried deep in my heart, what I got, owned and lost, have a feeling of suddenly dreaming.

What is sadder than loneliness is that you know you are lonely, but you use something to suppress yourself and deceive yourself into not believing that you are lonely. In its heart, it is still lonely.

Nostalgic people are always the most vulnerable, and they like to wait for the rest of their lives before saying that they are good. It's just that you miss your past. How long can he remember you? Many things are like the weather, hot and cold, and it's already a season when you realize it.

It's okay. Everyone will probably experience some emotional breakdown or extreme moments. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna get through this.

May you be loyal to yourself and live seriously; Laugh wildly and walk smartly Past roads, lost people, torn memories, just don't look back.

Don't put down a glass of water, no matter how hot it is, because at the moment you put it down, you lose not only water, but also a cup; Don't let go of a career, no matter how difficult it is, because at the moment you let go, you lose not only your career, but also your dreams. Only insist! There will be gains!

Sometimes when we forgive someone, how many people can really forgive him? To put it bluntly, we just don't want to lose him. Every thorn hidden in our hearts, I hope it can slowly wear away with the passage of time. After all, it is the person I love. What can I blame you for?

A friend is not the first person to come, nor the person who has known him for the longest time, but the person who has never left since he came.