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A river no longer flows gurglingly, because it must have no happy songs in its heart. When a swallow no longer flies back to its old nest, it must be because its love is gone. A tree that no longer sends out green buds must be because it has lost the mood to sprout. Everyone has to experience various kinds of pain in their life. The years are full of wind and frost, ruthlessly exploiting everyone's simple happiness and joy; fate is a huge scissors, allowing us to shed our own blood in what we can't get and what we have lost. Therefore, we might as well learn to grasp our destiny, pick up these scissors, and cut ourselves a paper moon when there is no sun. When you encounter misunderstandings, learn to be calm with a clear heart; when illness accompanies you, let yourself take a good rest; when you are frustrated, give yourself some time to regroup; when suffering strikes, learn to encourage yourself with love, with beauty and tenacity in your heart, and you will have the courage to bloom in suffering. Cut out a paper moon for yourself! In this way, there will be bright and clear skies every day, and life will always be an excellent scenery!
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