graphic author/Ying Jianchun
0m 00m 00m 00m 0m 0m 0m 0m waking up at midnight and falling asleep again. I tossed and turned, still unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, so I could only ask myself over and over again, was the agility that had flowed on the tip of my pen really just a distance?
0 No life goal, life is like losing its direction. The reeds in this autumn are flying everywhere. Isn’t it just to find a better place to stay? And can my soul, which has nowhere to be placed, find a place to stay?
People will always have fragile times, tears will overflow from their hearts a little, moistening the whole world. But looking back, we are still very lucky in the past two years of epidemic.
0 Decay let it stay in your heart for a while. If your life goals are gone, you can set them again. Planting a tree in the heart and feeling the warm spring flowers and the autumn leaves are a very beautiful life examination.
withstand inner questions, life seems to have a sense of direction. In this short road of life, we cannot change anything, but we can change ourselves. Don’t give up on ourselves at any age, so that the world will have your place.
Life always grows slowly in self-healing
The pictures and texts and appearances are all the author himself. Don’t criticize him if you don’t like it!
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