A diploma is like a train ticket: a postgraduate seat is like a soft sleeper, an undergraduate seat like a hard sleeper, a junior college seat like a hard seat, private colleges like standing tickets, and adult education like squeezing into a crowded corner. When the train arrives and everyone steps off to find a job, employers do not care how you arrived, only what you can do.
When you feel sad and come here, you will realize you are not alone.
Memories are a bridge, but also a prison leading to loneliness.
If former lovers can still become friends, it is either because they never truly loved each other, or because love still lingers.
You must stand up again and tell yourself to keep going, because the journey is not over. Even if what you pick up has already been trampled into pieces, including the dignity scattered when you crouched down, you still need to stand up bravely and continue your journey.
Sincerity does not mean you must criticize others' flaws, but you must never praise them. Thinking is exhausting, not thinking is wasteful; choosing to think is valuable, and putting yourself in others' shoes is even more important.
Every strong person, deep inside, carries a trace of sorrow.
Flower petals falling into the mud in the rain sigh silently, while red leaves drifting like butterflies in the wind seem to be intoxicated.
Social interaction feels tiring because everyone is trying to display qualities they do not truly possess. — On the exhaustion of socializing, Qian Haiyan
