Time, more like an old man, gives us experience and allows us to face different worldly experiences. Only then do we begin to grow up and gradually mature.
Love is a movie. We are the protagonists in the movie, but we are too devoted and care too much about our acting skills. In the end, we get the best evaluation and lose the real love.
The society is too realistic and realistic, or we are too naive, too children. These are no longer important. There are always stumbling blocks on the road to growth. We must eventually learn to lick our own wounds, become indifferent, learn to protect ourselves, and be kind to ourselves.
Life is an untouchable thought. I always imagine how I should live, how to face such a realistic society and an incomprehensible self, how to believe that I am still alive in a real game, and that I am the protagonist who dominates my own game. I meet different people, meet similar people, meet the same people, meet my best friend, and meet the person I entrust to my life. Life is always like this, encounter, encounter, acquaintance, goodbye and departure.