Sometimes life is like a four-frame comic
Until the last frame, you can't be sure whether you will cry or laugh in the end.
If university were like four seasons, I think the endless falling trees would be falling by now.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter are also a cycle, but for us, when this cycle ends, it really ends...
Think about when you learned to be cynical, when you learned to be silent, when you learned to keep your mouth shut, and when you learned to deceive yourself.
Maybe you are mature, maybe you have grown up, or maybe you are old
I love you but I can't say I love you. Are you willing to live in my heart? Even if I smile brightly like this, please look at me there. Is my face already filled with tears?