Because we have lost paradise, we long even more for sunlight; because we have been hurt before, we believe that after the rain, the sky will clear. We are all one-winged angels, and only by embracing each other can we learn to fly.
If you shed tears because you have lost the sun, you will also lose the stars.
On a quiet night, I read words in the fragrance of tea and feel the comfort of life surrounded by family. Leaning by the window with ink and writing, the bright streetlights and occasional car horns drift into my heart, sweeping away all worries and discomfort. The gentle passage of time and the tenderness of youth quietly turn into the most beautiful emotions.
You will slowly realize that many people’s thoughts and actions are beyond understanding, and you may not even know what they are thinking. Do not over-interpret or guess, as it will only exhaust you. If others choose to remain mysterious, let them be; you are not a fortune teller.
Life is like a song, with both uplifting joy and low, somber melodies. Life is also like climbing stairs—just tell yourself to keep going.
Life is like tea; only with an empty cup can you taste more fragrance. Let the past drift away. If you miss the sun, you still have the stars; if you miss the breeze, you still have the rain; if you miss yesterday, you still have today. Be the master of your own life and let your heart guide your direction.
As long as you are on the road, there is no unreachable distance. In the future, you only need to be better than one person—that is your current self.
In love, sincerity is needed; in happiness, sharing is needed; in arguments, communication is needed; in loneliness, companionship is needed.
There are still many things in life worth thinking about.
The reason people suffer is that they pursue the wrong things.
