无论多么疲惫，都要学会爱自己。

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A dream ends, worldly ties fade; half a lifetime passes like drifting smoke. One step leaves the dust behind, where the Yellow Springs play the lute. It is Qingming Festival once again, coinciding with Feng'er's birthday. If Feng'er's arrival were not a hardship, why would they be left in the mortal realm on this day of mourning the dead? Why would they wander the world, lonely and helpless, seeking their parents' shadows in heaven? The Dream of the Red Chamber breaks; blood and tears bury the dust, and a handful of yellow earth covers beauty. Once fallen into the mortal world, Feng'er is destined for a life of sorrow. Counting the desolate tribulations behind, listening to the unspoken sorrows on the path, and playing "Smiling in the Mortal World" with a broken heart; Feng'er becomes a breeze, dancing through the mist, tasting the joys and sorrows of the world, dancing softly, until a thousand years pass, the song ends, the string breaks, and life fades.

Life has no rehearsals; every day is a grand performance. Therefore, no matter how hard it gets, learn to persevere; no matter how tired you are, learn to love yourself; no matter how much you fret, remember to smile; no matter how rushed you are, be mindful of your tone; and no matter how much it hurts, learn to forget!

Life is like a bouquet of flowers; only by observing closely can one see its splendor. Life is like a cup of tea; only by savoring it slowly can one taste its essence.

In this life, enjoy achievements during the peaks, and enjoy the journey during the troughs.