How wonderful the sound of high and low tide is.
Look at that.
Spring breeze dances with the flowers in spring.
Guess.
Who's with?
Everyone has his own free space.
Everyone has something to worry about.
It's nothing!
Who knows when you are most helpless and have no one to talk to?
What is youth?
Crazy youth without considering the consequences.
You need to take responsibility when you grow up.
Take on the dissatisfaction of life.
Take on unsatisfactory work.
Take on the feelings of morning flowers and evening flowers.
You need lies when you grow up.
Just tell your parents all your troubles.
It is extremely happy to speak your mind.
Growth requires independence.
What is independence?
No matter how tortuous the road ahead is, you must face it yourself.
Recite Pushkin's If Life Deceives You.
Often alone in the middle of the night, my mind is blank and numb.
There is hope to wake up in the morning. One day.
Spring illuminates the future.
Birds sing for themselves.
The bus is waiting for you.
How wonderful life is.
God is fair.
Give us 365 days a year.
Give us 24 hours a day.
Don't blame yourself.
Don't envy others.
Just relax honestly and truly and live a good life.
Because our life is nothing more than two points.
Be optimistic, happy and frustrated.
Because there are twists and turns between two points in our lives (. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~.).
Everyone has a meaning of existence.
Some are used for singing.
Some are for performing arts.
Some are for degrees.
Some are for enterprises.
I just want to make a living.
In the past, whether it was satisfaction or regret.
My own tomorrow is still blank.
Postscript: I was numb for a long time when I didn't want to talk. I looked at the road ahead and saw no hope or gloom. Life is sometimes just a gamble, and the bet will never be blank, because I can still say tomorrow.
Blank modern poetry falls in two nights.
Your brow is like fog.
Only those blue eyes look at the world so pale.
At this moment, I would like to become a tree with a straight posture.
Look up to you devoutly
I would like to turn into a cloud with gentle eyes.
Crush you deeply in your dreams.
late night
You are gloomy in silence.
Is it ... or not
Waiting for a pair of eager eyes to stare at you.
You never know, and you are willing to rely on them.
Is it ... or not
You don't want our dreams to be wet and broken in the cold rain.
Sink at night
Your eyebrows are finally gone.
Your idea of staying in this world
You are in soft white clouds, and white clouds are in your arms.
You are in our dreams and we are in your heart.
You are expecting a dream, and the dream is your expectation.
Leaf spike
You blink your eyes gently.
The breeze landed on the earth.
You are lazy and yawning.
The sun is scattered between heaven and earth.
Some people say that you are the mother of all things.
I just want to call you.
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