My once lively temperament has eventually been shaped into this silent and reserved self.
Pessimists see the glass as half empty, optimists see it as half full; I simply enjoy this half-full life.
If a road is blocked, turn back; if love is unattainable, let go; if passion is unrequited, stop at the right time. Don't mistake one-sided affection for bravery, nor indifference for playing hard to get.
The movie is only halfway through, yet you are merely a plot point.
The things that shouldn't be forgotten remain unforgotten, while the things that should be forgotten remain stuck in the mind.
I don't know why, but my heart always feels heavy, as if I can't catch my breath. I feel so incredibly tired.
The times spent with you were like a black hole; once I fell in, I could never find my way out.
True love is not just a momentary crush, but the impulse to keep going despite knowing there might be no result. After watching so many dramas, everyone seems unremarkable, but I know meeting you was rare, and missing you would be a great loss.
If in this life, there is someone who makes you endure all the vicissitudes and hardships of fate without regret, how incredibly lucky that is.
When the rain falls again, a year has passed, and you and I have become strangers. Looking out the window at the continuous rain, I think of the past "you" and "me"—so familiar, yet so unreachable.
September, the season of crisp autumn air and bountiful harvests.
After walking against the light for so long, the moment of turning around finally arrives.
Darkness exists everywhere in the world, but where there is darkness, there is inevitably light.
In some corner of the world, one person loves deeply while the other gently refuses; one heart is in a storm, while the other hides turbulent waves beneath the surface.
The stronger one's ability to self-heal, the closer one gets to happiness. Be someone who is quiet yet possesses an ocean within—not harming others or oneself, finding peace and freedom in simplicity.
Many people ask me why I have changed, but no one ever asks what I have been through.
Once, horses and carriages were slow, letters were far, and one lifetime was only enough to love one person.
What is there to hold onto? It is nothing more than a few bottles of wine, a few cigarettes, and a few sleepless nights.
I hope my future self can do useful things, speak brave words, think beautiful thoughts, and sleep soundly; using time for progress rather than complaints. To be a lovely girl, unbothered by worldly affairs, with a heart full of joy.
May fate treat all brave travelers kindly, including her, and including you and me.
