Xi Murong said: "In this world, there are some roads that have to be faced alone, and travel alone alone. No matter how long the road is, no matter how dark the night is, you have to walk alone and silently. All the endings have been written, and all the tears have set off, but suddenly I forgot what kind of beginning it was."
article: Zhen Xiaozhu
year after year, day after day, time changes in the four seasons, the cycle of years, and the hand of the passing years is pushing time forward.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, everything is quiet, and the solemnity of winter is exactly the footsteps of spring. Time flies, and the years flies, and we were also flies that year.
Hometown, land, wilderness, creatures seem to appear in dreams more and more frequently. Especially when stepping on the silent soil, the homesickness that is intertwined in my heart is gradually becoming stronger.
Desert, Populus euphratica , and the bell thorn , who will alternate and swim in my dreams.
Such a desolate place is a place I am reluctant to leave. After careful reminiscing and describing, who has no homesickness in his heart.
The original scenery of my hometown is in my heart, and it has been rippling for many times, and has been walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, but it turns out that those who cannot bear it are still the original hometown in my heart.
Many times, there are lonely children living in my heart, who are stubborn and unwilling to grow up. On the road to growth, loneliness is inevitable.
The road of life is long and rugged. All disasters are tests. No one can protect you in your whole life.
On the road of suffering, there are some things that no one can change, nor can we avoid. We only sing and walk alone.
The older you grow, the more lonely you become, and the more you walk, the more confused you become. The road ahead is vast, and haze and darkness coexist. We must work hard.
No matter how desolate the road ahead is, we must always keep our passion and dare to challenge the future. Only work hard on our own will and no one can replace it.
Expectations must always be kept in your heart, learn to go with the flow, learn to let go, and keep hope in your heart. As long as there is sunshine in your heart, the future will always be expected.
Look quietly, every ray of wind in winter gradually spreads deep in my heart, intertwining with ups and downs. In the days of fireworks, no one's heart has ever been turbulent.
is just the carving knife of time, carving the heat in my heart into quietness and indifference. The story of time has passed, and the past youth and past youth have been carved and calm.
often looks at the trees in winter, dazed. The withering of the branches is precisely because of its luxuriance. The more colorful the flowers are, the more withering the deep affection.
I understand in my heart that winter will eventually come to an end, and those years of hardship will disappear without a trace.
How should I keep myself from being forgotten by time? How to turn desolation into inner elegance.
Middle-aged me already understand that I must give myself joy for the rest of my life, and I must make myself warm for the rest of my life. For the rest of your life, you must look forward to yourself no matter how confused the future is. Always remember that love is a ray of light that can illuminate the front.
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