It’s time to wake up when you turn 23 before you know it.

About awakening:

Today’s creation is for tomorrow’s success, today’s hard work is for tomorrow’s harvest, and current efforts are for tomorrow’s needs. All achievements are for tomorrow’s needs. It’s for a better tomorrow. If we fail to tune into ourselves and then harp on about our most desired needs, it will be a scary sight, life will not feel trustworthy, and we will be more confused.

Everyone is trying to find their own direction on the road of life, in order not to hesitate in front of the confused ferry. However, the reality is that we always want to live a smooth life, but we can't afford it. .

Put a box out of your busy heart, lock it into the spring of a city, invite the breeze to accompany you, take off your robe, and follow the flowing clouds across the streets. Sit quietly in a corner and enjoy the ripples of the lake and the poplar flowers on the ground. Read a volume of poems, describe a picture, and indulge my body and mind to travel to the most beautiful places. The world is noisy and the tides ebb and flow. I smile warmly and feel at ease. Send a poem to a long-lost friend, use willow leaves as letter paper, compose a story, and weave a memory that will make each other laugh without saying a word after many years.

The rustling rhyme of the music brings joy and sorrow to the separation and reunion of the world; a touch of vicissitudes of life fills the sleeves with a dark fragrance, leaving no trace of worldly sentiments. A lifetime of prosperity dances between your fingers, and a song of romantic sadness is played. Carry a bright moon and a wisp of breeze through the dust and smoke of thousands of years. The slender fingers of loneliness slide over the sadness of the soul, showing how much affection remains. How many smiles and tears flowed, and suddenly I looked back, confused and confused. I have devoted my whole life to tenderness and poetry, but when I look back in confusion, I have already lost you.

Whose life is without joy; whose life is without suffering. When we miss the past, it’s not that we can’t let go of those people or things that happened in the past, but that we miss the feelings and the heart that we had. Life is a one-way journey. No one can go back to the past. No one can reproduce the past. Those who have passed through will never come back. Those who have missed it will never meet again. I used to be so infatuated, but I can never find myself again.