Even if I pay every minute, I don't want to escape. In this world, there is no lasting happiness, only instant comfort and ease. If you treat my feelings as a game, I can't afford to play and I can't afford to lose. I was scarred and eventually left a mark, forcing myself to forget you. But I didn't know until I loved it. Perhaps silence is the best comfort. Maybe memories are the best ending, and so are fools.
You don't have to have someone to love, but if you have someone, you must love him well and don't give up easily, otherwise you will be sorry for yourself. Don't walk into spring because there is no sunshine, don't give up your pursuit because there is no song, and don't lose your ideal because there is no applause. Every reality is a sunny road, full of ups and downs, and every one is an ideal road, full of hardships and sweat! Many things are doomed to end. Enjoy the wonderful process. When we pass by, we should learn to forget, shout loudly, cry boldly, look up, and the sun is shining. I believe that time can change everything. Don't let yourself cry easily. Spring has its own customs, winter has its own elegance, and life has its own beauty and chic. You laugh, the whole world laughs with you, and you cry. ! !
Keep your promise. Shaanxi candidates keep their promises, just as the sky has been blue and bright; Keep your promise, just as the earth keeps its richness and vastness; Keeping your promise is like a good horse keeping its fierceness and strength. Flying snow kept its promise to the earth, so there were falling snowflakes, Yushu Qiongzhi; Flowers keep their promise to spring, so there are colorful flowers. Fallen leaves keep their promise to roots, so they have the feat of "turning into spring mud to protect flowers more"; The stars keep their promises to the sky, so there are mutual reflections in the night sky and the stars twinkle. A few years later, after years of baptism and time polishing, do we still remember yesterday's smiling face, or let that promise be exposed to the long river of years in a pale and weak way, let the wind and rain blow and let the axe of time carve scars? Three years of ups and downs, three years of laughter and tears, three years of sincere friendship, are you still vivid after ten years? Can that promise be fulfilled perfectly? Is the soul pearl piled up in the past with you and me still cared for as smooth as jade by us? When the note with a heavy promise reached us, we all said affectionately, "I will definitely come back to attend this meeting in ten years." When the promise comes, do we still remember those two lines of tears? Can we still keep that innocent feeling? Commitment is the pace of growth, the capital of hope, the source of disappointment and the end of personal times. One more promise means one more responsibility. Never forget that if there is a commitment between us, we will bear a responsibility. Let's keep our promise and keep the weakest, strongest, sweetest and most bitter defense line in our hearts. Comments: Prose-like language is full of youthful vitality, just like drinking, with a long aftertaste. Commitment is beautiful and easy to be intoxicated. Because it is a sweet-talking work of art, it is so beautiful that people feel complacent and feel that they have the whole world, but they don't know how to extricate themselves. Last winter, I gave it an ice-like promise, which I thought was the so-called eternity. Unexpectedly, this winter, my promise turned into snow water and passed me by. Since then, I have never seen snow water condense into ice and snow. People who break their promises are hateful. After that, I once thought, why did I make this promise at that time? Breaking promises will only bring sorrow to others and yourself, and will only bring tears to people. It may take a lifetime to keep a promise, but some people can't keep it all their lives. Because keeping a promise is like putting an extinguished lamp in a lonely room. Although the wick is still burning, the oil is running out. It's always windy outside. Looking at myself trying to protect the fire from the dead lamp, I clearly know that that little hope is going out. Some people think that commitment is the wind, bringing a cool atmosphere to impetuous hearts; Some people think that commitment is rain, nourishing everything on the earth; Some people think that commitment is more like snow lotus, which can only bloom at the top of the mountain and let the world look up at its face; Commitment is a rose, and if you want to pick it, you have to pay the price; Commitment is also a double-edged sword. When you pull it out, you will understand everything. However, I said that commitment is like a meteor? How will everyone feel? Meteor and promise, in my heart: meteor, has its own sky. Meteor, once brilliant, once brilliant. Meteors can give people good memories ... but meteors always flash by and then disappear. I don't know if my friendship with my friends will fall like a meteor. I hope to get an answer, an eternal answer, an answer I most hope to get. But who can predict the future? Who can guarantee to keep the promise made today? I have tried to break my word, and I have also tried the pain of breaking my word. I hope you don't make a promise easily, because meteors will always fall. Don't let your friends shed "meteor tears" because of regret.