, fate gathers and fate disperses, just like a dream, longing is still there, but love is far away, too much beauty is so short... In fact, in this world, no companionship is far away, all the waiting

, fate gathers and fate disperses, just like a dream, longing is still there, but love is far away, too much beauty is so short... In fact, in this world, no companionship is far away, all the waiting is just It's nothingness. Don't stay in the past. It's best to seize the moment and live your life...Now I find more and more that time is always the most cherished thing. When I look back on the past, my youth is not white. Time is not wasted, which is the greatest gain... So, don't let down the good times, take advantage of the youth, the sunshine, the warm autumn wind, do what you want to do, and chase the most beautiful dream... I believe , Everything comes from the mind. If you have it in your heart, it will be there. If you don’t have it in your heart, you will be quiet. There is nothing in the world and no one will disturb it... Believe that everything you pass by is wonderful and what you leave behind is happiness. Many times, Life is like water, where rocks pass by, and stormy waves pass. There are many times when life is like a dream. When you look back, you will dream of beauty... In this world, not everything is in line with your imagination. Sometimes, mountains are the story of water, and clouds are the story of water. The story of the wind, sometimes, the stars are not the story of the night, and the love is not the story of love... Perhaps, my life was originally a vicissitudes of life in the dust, but when I look back, the vicissitudes of the world have turned into bitterness, sourness and sweetness... Looking back several times , it is all a desolation after prosperity, countless fleeting memories, endless joys and sorrows, unable to find the innocence of the past, sighing, the past cannot be looked back, how much beauty has nowhere to put, how much we can't stay together. In the end... many people have dispersed, many things have been ignored, many dreams have been broken, and I gradually understand that time is infinite, but my life is limited, but I want too much and can do nothing. There are too few...I am just a passer-by in this world, coming and going in a hurry. Perhaps the best way to live is to listen to the sound of rain when it falls, to quietly admire the flowers when they bloom, and to wave when I say goodbye. , everything should go with the flow, and let yourself live well every day...