How much is thirty? This is the first time to think deeply about this issue.
We came into the world naked, and we thought we were naked, but in fact, we have already labeled it. boy? girl? Farmers? Citizen? ugly? beautiful? Various.
Before we actually opened our eyes and saw a ray of light, these labels are ready, and they have even vaguely affected our destiny.
As babies, we are silently observing and knowing the world around us. Hot and cold, bittersweet and sweet.
We begin to express our desires, crying, laughing, angry, acting like a baby, etc. I think the expression of these emotions will bring us a steady stream of care and love.
When we were children, we guessed and figured out the changes around us at a faintly age. Love or not, right or wrong, what to do or not. We were hesitant and firm, and we were half-believing, nagging, and admonishing in the face of family urges.
Soaring in his youth. We began to realize that our expressions were so strong and unbearable. We are eager to express ourselves for fear that the expression is not thorough enough or incisively and vividly. Anger must be rolled with a string of exclamation marks. I really miss the agility, refreshing and stubbornness at that time.
When we first entered our youth, we began to experience the boringness of life. Sensational novels, music, movies, these multi-dimensional sensory stimulation, are enough to defeat our psychological defense. We are vulnerable, sensitive, suspicious, irritable, and emotionally unstable. We always expect new things or unfamiliar experiences to enrich our dry life. So arrogant, extreme, ignorant and other labels, swarmed at us, unable to escape or hide.
who am I? I believe that more than one person has asked himself when he is sleepless in the middle of the night.
What is the answer? Countless times of self-questioning, perhaps all I get are memories and prospects. We humans have a unique quality, which is to have hope forever.
Remembering your best appearance at every moment may be the best answer to your soul torture. We are ordinary, but every period has the excitement that should be, that's enough!
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