Life is filled with helplessness, joys, sorrows, and partings. Despite stumbling through the storms, my heart remains at peace.
Understand others, and they will understand you; care for others, and they will care for you.
Perhaps you feel you are of no value, but simply being able to exist in this world is your greatest asset.
From the innocence of the beginning to the present, I miss my former naive and lovely self. Everything will eventually pass. Although I occasionally reminisce about those moments during my journey, they are all beautiful memories. If time could turn back, I believe I would have no regrets, for they were merely passing travelers in my life.
As long as you are on the road, there is no destination you cannot reach. In the future, you only need to be better than who you were yesterday.
The words kept in my heart are not meant to be hidden, but because not all pain can be expressed through a cry.
The plots in idol dramas are something we often lack the privilege to experience in reality.
Hating others is a great loss to oneself; forgiving others is leaving space within your heart to breathe.
Nan-ke Tian, Li-hen Deng, burning through the war fires, Beidou years, a thought of the other shore, holding hands at the brow, vicissitudes of life, making the brow, reducing the brow, the brow turning mountains to earth. Granting the feelings of Huaxia, with three cups of wine, the melody breaks the sorrow, comforting the departure of youth, a prosperity marking separation, years painting the sorrow of love. Deep parting, sorrowful cities, the city gates divided by heaven, heavy love, changing seas, the landscape painting the falling rain. Three inches of river, three cups of parting, a sheet of desolation, the phoenix turning back, the sea of people breaking the song, ink dividing, love understood, a finger zen, Bodhisattva in the crowd, holding hands in love's gaze.
