Second, life tells you that you have to grow; Dreams tell you to have a childlike innocence.
Third, missing is a kind of pain that can be breathed. It lives in every corner of me.
Fourth, will you be sad if I say that my love for you is gone?
5. Is there anyone like me who is often misunderstood but too lazy to explain?
6. Hard work can't accomplish everything, it can only tell you the farthest you can go.