Thirty years ago, a nineteen-year-old girl wrote a poem, but no readers shared it. Write it to yourself to resolve your confusion. Thirty years later, I reunited with her poems. According to my age, I should be worthy of being an elder. If she is confiding to an elder aunt, how s

Thirty years ago, a nineteen-year-old girl wrote a poem, but no readers shared it. Write it to yourself to resolve your confusion.

Thirty years later, I reunited with her poems. According to my age, I should be worthy of being an elder. If she is confiding to an elder aunt, how should I answer? If she comes for psychological counseling, how should I guide her? If I am her thirty years of cultivation, and she is my hesitation thirty years ago, how can I measure these thirty years?

Lines of poetry from thirty years ago.

"Where does this bitter taste come from? It is accumulated in my heart, like a nightmare, with the twilight that cannot be separated.

In the dim sky and earth, the girl walks alone, holding a wild flower in her hand, her God in the haze, It was the misty and helpless fragrance of flowers.

The girl was wandering in place, not knowing whether to pray or move forward. She didn't know how the sky turned cloudy and clear again.

She looked around, and her countless arms were shaking, but she was speechless. . This arm is a pull, a warning, or a rush to extricate myself.

Why is it just so gloomy, God! Send the thunder male and the female to show their power, and use this flexibility to wash away these many walls. Ah!

My purity, tranquility, my unfettered, unscrupulous true love! It has been frozen for a long time by the eternal words, those biting words, want to fly!"

Pain, depression, love powerlessness, breaking through No guts. The girl who had just joined the workforce thirty years ago and had passed the novelty was in a state of mind like a dark cloud. It’s uncomfortable to be stuck in the ego and brood.

As an elder, I really like girls who can reflect on themselves. Holding her hand and chatting about home affairs: Your current situation is like a sprout that has just sprouted in the forest, and the way forward is the way forward. Put down deep roots, love your work, and practice your skills to stand out.

As a consultant, I will help her get rid of her cognitive limitations. What is the statement about "freezing true love"? Girls can't take the initiative to express love? What does “your true love” look like? What does your ideal self look like? Over time, when you and he are together, what do you hope each other will become? Are they all willing to change and have the same goals? A partner is someone who has been together for the rest of his or her life. Their hearts are connected forever, but their thoughts cannot be in the same frequency, and even meeting each other is a stranger. When you are nineteen years old, it is normal to not know what you want. If you are eager to get results, you will inevitably enter the narrow door. If you wait for a year or two, just observe and do not rush to make a choice, the initiative is still in your own hands, and you may get what you want. Sex is greater.

A conversation after thirty years can just relieve the anxiety of the rest of your life. Experience it slowly, and don't rush to verify the only answer.