Lost the fullness and blank in the work.
Boiling a pot of old wine makes you cry.
Bury bitterness and melancholy in your heart.
Wave to 20 17 and never see you again.
With the composure of middle-aged people
Smoothing the ashes of disappointment
The warm pen flickers the dawn.
Immersed in the beautiful vision for the future, write down affectionately:
My tomorrow -20 18
I firmly believe that tomorrow.
Because I believe my eyes.
She brushed off her dusty eyelashes.
She has a student who can read through the years.
I firmly believe that tomorrow.
Because I have an unyielding backbone
He has been tempered by wind, frost, rain and snow.
He passed the test of indifference to the world.
I firmly believe that tomorrow.
Because I have generous shoulders.
He chose the hardships of life and the heartbreaking sadness.
20 18, I want to use him.
Arouse the sun and gain hope.