Time flies by. I pondered the words I wrote, feeling a little confused and a little sad...Who is sighing unknowingly at the years that pass by unknowingly? Those books were closed and opened again, leaving behind dreams. Those dreams left behind many good times, watching our growth like this. Those words treasured in the bottom of my heart have long been evaporated by the scorching sun of the years, and we find that we have grown up suddenly like this. Those years that passed quietly let us grow up in our youth. I have no way to tell others about my ideals. If I tell you that I am full of fear, how should you imagine it? That girl who is considered strong and optimistic, how should you imagine the mottled and damp corners of her heart? My beautiful and distant dream seems to have become a high-flying kite. It seems that I have been pulling it, but I can no longer catch it. If the wind blows, it will fall.
My heart hurts so much from the wind passing through the hall. These winds stay here, guarding my sad youth, and drop a tear as clear as a flower, and my heart is full of love.
Many things were shrouded in darkness and dimmed, no longer looking so grand. Happiness or tears, who else but ourselves really cares? Pausing in the never-ending memories, having beautiful reveries about the future, thinking alone about those feelings that can never be found again, tasting the bitter days of my own, walking forward with a heavy hope in my schoolbag, determined to move forward. I think this is the quietest time, everything is simple, calm and calm. Just endure and adapt silently, silently like a fish in water, but lonely and lonely, still singing and moving forward. When a person works hard, struggles, fights, and turns around, his parents' most loving eyes will always be there. This is a silent encouragement and love. That kind of distant look is filled with the warmth of heaven and earth.
Life is a one-way street and cannot be relived. When I find that I am moving step by step towards the unknown future, I have an unspeakable expectation and fear in my heart. I work hard to live a good life with extremely hard feelings. When I overcome those melancholy, will my heart also What about multiplying positive emotions?
Spring sleep does not wake up, mediocre people tend to disturb themselves. Walking down a one-way street, how many flowers have fallen? Even if the cruel reality of society may make us cry, we must smile sincerely, stick to our ideals, and work hard to live a good life!
When the flowers wither and fall all over the sky, who will pity them when the red color disappears and the fragrance disappears?
When I was a child, happiness was a very simple thing, and I laughed when I cried. When I grow up, simplicity is a very happy thing, and I cried when I laughed.
Not every time I look back, there is someone waiting quietly on the spot. I count the light years between my fingers. The light coming out of my fingers is glowing white, and my hard smile hurts the corners of my mouth.
In a daze, I realized that we have grown up slowly. Now, I don't ask for much. I am satisfied with my family and friends being happy. Having shed my innocence and simplicity, I just want to live a positive, plain and fulfilling life. I always recall the ups and downs of my journey and tell myself: Don’t forget why you set out in the first place just because you have gone so far. Whether you are happy or sad, they are all memories of your own life. The reason why people live hard is because they have to work hard for a better future! The embarrassment of life makes me just want to silently and quietly interpret my own prosperity. The sadness makes me look more mature. Is this what it feels like to grow up? There is a little bit of good hope in the sadness...
If life betrays me, I will still smile and say to myself: It’s not a big deal, I will try my best to be good.
I believe that there are always a few people around me who will always protect me, care about and trust me. It is really good to have those few unchanging friends in this life.
How will you spend your days in the future? Laugh it off. Smiling bitterly at the life I am accustomed to, I will still be strong, laugh until my heart breaks, cry until my heart hurts, decide heartlessly, and strive to be a quiet and aloof girl, ordinary but not ordinary, guarding my relatives and friends, Hide my sadness, follow my hesitation, follow my direction, and get out of my confusion!
Some people come and go; some things are said but forgotten; some things are done and then forgotten.
Time is a boundless wilderness. Whether we are returning home or passing by, please remember: we have met before, really met... Over the years, I have been happy, lost, and happy. Painful. Facing this real world, we can only be strong and cherish every fate and affection!
I will remember everyone’s smiling faces, and feel a little more brave in my heart. I will not be able to see the tears I once cried. There will always be other joys in the future, and let time turn a new page.
There is a silent language in your faces, teaching me not to shrink back but to hold on to my faith... Because love is in the heart, it is ordinary but not mediocre. The world is like a maze but yet we meet again at this moment!