Perhaps some people are destined to be mere passersby in our lives, and some events often leave us feeling helpless. Rather than grieving, it is better to face them with composure; do not wait for those who shouldn't be waited for, and do not hurt those who shouldn't be hurt.
When feeling low, I often hide in a corner. Once calm, I bury everything deep within my heart, never to open that door again.
From our earliest memories, we should realize that as long as we are alive, there will be troubles. The choice is whether to face them calmly or...
Youth, what shall I use to write your story?
People often ask if I have close friends. At that time, I would name them without hesitation. But then I wonder, is it true? Why does it feel as though the distance between us has grown so vast?
Time and again, memories trap us in a loop, making it hard to break free. I often long to return to the place where we first met, thinking that if I could choose again, I would love more purely. My friends, it has been a long time. We are no longer within reach of one another, yet I still believe that back then, we were the light in each other's lives.
No matter how beautiful yesterday was, it eventually becomes today's memory; no matter how helpless we are, we cannot stop the march of time. No matter how wonderful today is, it will become tomorrow's history; no matter how persistent we are, we cannot escape the scars left by time. We miss yesterday because it dissolved our most beautiful aspirations. Let the past be settled and tucked away; let us focus on writing today, so that our memories of tomorrow are filled with brightness.
Youth, what shall I use to write your story?
Sometimes we are full of vigor, and sometimes we are despondent. The days when we could cry or laugh at will are gone. In truth, many feelings fade with time. Often, we think we have fallen in love with someone, only to realize much later that it wasn't the kind of love we were truly seeking...
