Summer Night Musings

It is useless to just condemn the third party. The key is to take good control of that person, otherwise it will be useless. The feeling of this article is that a woman gave everything but lost love. I have always been opposed to two people sacrificing one to fulfill the other. Two people should face the hardships of life together. If a man is still graceful, a woman should still be beautiful. You are infected with wind and frost, and I am gray hair. Only by advancing and retreating together can we work together for a lifetime, and we can walk together for a lifetime that no one can take away. If you put yourself in a subordinate position, you will inevitably become a vassal.

I can't say that I feel the same way, but it is indeed similar to my struggle and pain. But my emotions seem to be lighter and more confused. Even my emotions are hiding from the world. I can only project palely to the outside world, but I can't find any space to attach myself to. Looking back, the pain and struggle were all so illusory. I couldn't tell whether I had already sunk or not, but was just showing the appearance of struggle. They have no idea or motivation to really enter life. They are just cowardly, cowardly and self-deceiving, hiding alone, living day by day, and giving them a good name. It is because they have seen through material desires, and their realm is higher than those who indulge in material desires, but they are so envious of their fresh vitality. It's changing, but it doesn't seem to be a change. I think it's changing, but I'm always hiding. The memory has been tampered with, as if I was born like this, but I am still the happy and smart kid that others call me. Oh, cleverness is always there, maintaining a little confidence in the worst times. But that's it, trying to empathize and seek recognition everywhere, saying that I am learning, but I only learned some fragmentary things here and there. I say I agree with myself, but I still can't agree with what I say or do. I am arrogant and self-deprecating. How ridiculous.

Not saying it means understanding without words

I had a dream last night. My boyfriend found a young 21-year-old sister-in-law. In the dream, I looked like a shrew. After waking up, I really want to slap myself in the face. If the dream comes true, then we can break up peacefully. What happens next will not necessarily make him happier. I can live a better life without him. We are both safe and happy.

I just want peace of mind for the rest of my life (albeit almost impossible).

Last time I watched a show with my mom called "One to Two" The first time I met such a shameless mistress, she said, "He and I really love each other, so we are not mistresses. And we all live together." I just laughed.

I have been struggling like this. After reading too many novels, I realized that life is three-dimensional and surrounded by four sides, but novels are one-sided.

Inexplicable tears fell

Because it's upright, no matter what the reason is. She is the wife he is marrying and will be with for the rest of his life. Feeling like this?

Love yourself, love the world, and love others.