We cannot stay young forever, nor can we remain perpetually moved by emotion, yet we still harbor a nostalgia for a better world.
There are no cold men in this world, only those whose warmth is not meant for you.
Fate owes no one; once you let go, everyone has a blue sky above their heads.
Nowadays, the only things that give me a sense of security are the wallet and keys in my pocket when I go out, and the full battery on my phone.
Let those misplaced emotions return to their rightful places. You stay away, and I will be fine on my own.
In countless moments, I thought, "If only you were here," but in the end, I endured every moment alone.
They say the most beautiful encounter is a passing glance, the most beautiful vow is a lie, the most beautiful love is in the past, and the most beautiful longing is never meeting again.
It's not that I am quiet or indifferent, it's just that I don't feel the need to smile at everyone.
Do not mistake your casualness for a right to invade my privacy.
Smart girls tend to be a bit fuller; women store intelligence in fat tissue, so the thicker the layer, the higher the IQ.
Endure the bitterness, bear the pain, and withstand the exhaustion. When you are ready to let go, simply turn around. Everything eventually fades away.
It is because we have endured long sadness that happiness becomes so precious. Therefore, be grateful for life's misfortunes and sorrows.
Rain has its own spirit. Different times and spaces show different faces. Sometimes it plays a game of multiplication, letting different places enjoy the drizzle at the same time. It doesn't care if it is welcome; it comes and goes as it pleases.
Hearts are relative; trade sincerity for sincerity. Emotions are mutual; use your heart to warm others! Looking at people with your eyes can be deceptive; feeling with your heart is the truth.
While you are young and your dreams are still alive, set off to the places you want to go and do the things you want to do right now.
Loneliness is likely when you want someone to talk to, only to realize that no one is the right listener for your current moment.
The first time we cry is because heartache becomes a memory; the first time we miss someone is because loneliness becomes a necessity.
Slowly, I realized that many things are meant to be encountered, not sought. If it doesn't belong to you, why obsess over it? Whatever you care about will torment you; expectation is the root of all heartache.
You are still the same domineering youth as before, just less reckless. As for me, facing the absurdity of time, I have learned to resist.
Every person who does not understand love will meet someone who does, undergo a heartbreaking romance, and then part ways. Later, those who didn't understand love gradually understand, while those who understand love are afraid to love again.
Forget about being as fiery as the sun; a sense of pride is the true radiance you should possess.
