Maybe you were not happy before,
So you want to be humorous,
Open the umbrella of humor,
Keep your heart firmly sealed.
Work hard to collect fragments of happiness,
Piece them together on the surface.
You gradually hate the original,
You gradually move from arrogance to inferiority,
But this umbrella,
Once you hold it, It’s hard to take it back once it’s opened.
It has already attracted too many people’s attention.
At this time, you are no longer the same person.
You already know that you also need to be happy, and you don’t need to protect anything at all.
You are really not an optimistic person.
You are irritable and you are not kind.
Your smile is just an expression,
You deeply hate the original you.
However, you have also thought,
Why not forgive the original,
The original you is indeed inadequate,
The original you is indeed painful ,
But after all, this is the path you have traveled,
Mature step after step.
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Without the hardships of detours,
This kind of life is incomplete.
So,
Please forgive me,
And thank you,
Please hold the umbrella high above your head,
Light up more smiling faces.
Then,
be a kind person,
be an optimistic person,
go bring happiness to others, All the time.
And I am happy,
And I am also happy.
What I wrote at the end: It turns out that I told myself: You have to be a person who brings happiness to others.
Now, I tell myself: You must be a person who always brings happiness to others, and be happy yourself.