Also~ Mirror, when will you come back? ~You have eaten so much tofu~ I want to eat it back~ Hehehe...
It's good to have a dream; it's great to be able to chase it... I once had one too, but it's a pity that I wasn't as determined as you to pursue it.
When others ask me why I gave up my pursuit, I cry with heartache...
I don't know if my shrinking is because of the confinement I have imposed on myself, or because I am afraid that my mother, who has been too sad, will wipe tears behind my back again.
From the time I picked up a paintbrush, the first time I learned to draw, the first time I picked up drawings, and the first time I learned about the structure of those houses, and the first time I knew there were architects, the beauty of architecture was inseparable from my dreams... In the past, my mother also supported me, and I also studied science, all for my future study of architecture. But one year before the college entrance examination, a bolt from the blue suddenly hit me! In the first semester of my senior year in high school, I had constant dizziness. I thought it was vertigo. After taking medicine, it took a month or two, but it still didn't feel better. I went to the hospital for a checkup and found out that I didn't have a terminal illness... I just couldn't overwork myself. I am a very nervous person, and I later learned that my mother's worries had never diminished... In the days that followed, architecture moved away from me... Maybe I should ignore my mother's objections and stick to my dream... I regretted it, coming to a place I didn't like, and studying literature and history that I had never paid attention to before. I have been sad and shed tears. Every time I want to save her, I always see her face, haggard and sad... Sigh... I talked to my mother, and she kept trying to persuade me. I haven't mentioned it for more than a year, but there is a shadow in my family. Everyone knows about it, but they all have a tacit agreement not to mention it. I have never pursued something so stubbornly again. I often hint to myself that it can't be like this or that. My persistence is wavering. I even hate myself for being like this...
Can the dream be restored if it is broken? I don't know. I'm still looking for the answer. I'm still struggling to find my other dream...
Mirror, keep up the good work!
Broken Mirror: Hello!
Thanks! You were here!
People's fate is really so strange sometimes,
Maybe you don't understand what I'm talking about?
But one day you will understand me! Novels are hobbies! Nothing wrong!
I won't let this affect my studies!
There is nothing wrong with posting there to attract attention, but everything I said is true!
I have worked hard for every hurdle in life!
Whether it is successful or it falls upside down at people's feet
Maybe I can smile boldly even under the spit of others!
Because I can proudly say that I am a successful person!
At least you're not a coward!
Afraid of accusation!
{Please don't doubt that this is a provocation, because this is what I feel in my heart! Because I think setbacks are inevitable in life, so I have to learn to accept setbacks! Because you may not know that my life has never been smooth sailing! I have also survived the storm, so I cherish every step of life so urgently. Don't worry about every friend who supports me. As soon as school starts, I will devote myself to learning, so thank you for your concern. I will always be grateful to those who criticized me, because a true friend is a mirror to myself and can help me examine myself, so that I can make progress!} I'm here to see you too! Well, to be honest, your writing is much better than mine! Shall we be friends?
Also~ Mirror, when will you come back? ~You have eaten so much tofu~ I want to eat it back~ Hehehe...
It's good to have a dream; it's great to be able to chase it... I once had one too, but it's a pity that I wasn't as determined as you to pursue it. When others ask me why I gave up my pursuit, I cry with heartache... I don't know if my shrinking is because of the confinement I have imposed on myself, or because I am afraid that my mother, who has been too sad, will wipe tears behind my back again. From the time I picked up a paintbrush, the first time I learned to draw, the first time I picked up drawings, and the first time I learned about the structure of those houses, and the first time I knew there were architects, the beauty of architecture was inseparable from my dreams... In the past, my mother also supported me, and I also studied science, all for my future study of architecture. But one year before the college entrance examination, a bolt from the blue suddenly hit me! In the first semester of my senior year in high school, I had constant dizziness. I thought it was vertigo. After taking medicine, it took a month or two, but it still didn't feel better. I went to the hospital for a checkup and found out that I didn't have a terminal illness... I just couldn't overwork myself. I am a very nervous person, and I later learned that my mother's worries had never diminished... In the days that followed, architecture moved away from me... Maybe I should ignore my mother's objections and stick to my dream... I regretted it, coming to a place I didn't like, and studying literature and history that I had never paid attention to before. I have been sad and shed tears. Every time I want to save her, I always see her face, haggard and sad... Sigh... I talked to my mother, and she kept trying to persuade me. I haven't mentioned it for more than a year, but there is a shadow in my family. Everyone knows about it, but they all have a tacit agreement not to mention it. I have never pursued something so stubbornly again. I often hint to myself that it can't be like this or that. My persistence is wavering. I even hate myself for being like this... Can the dream be restored if it is broken? I don't know. I'm still looking for the answer. I'm still struggling to find my other dream... Mirror, keep up the good work!
Broken Mirror: Hello! Thanks! You were here! People's fate is really so strange sometimes, Maybe you don't understand what I'm talking about? But one day you will understand me! Novels are hobbies! Nothing wrong! I won't let this affect my studies! There is nothing wrong with posting there to attract attention, but everything I said is true! I have worked hard for every hurdle in life! Whether it is successful or it falls upside down at people's feet Maybe I can smile boldly even under the spit of others! Because I can proudly say that I am a successful person! At least you're not a coward! Afraid of accusation! {Please don't doubt that this is a provocation, because this is what I feel in my heart! Because I think setbacks are inevitable in life, so I have to learn to accept setbacks! Because you may not know that my life has never been smooth sailing! I have also survived the storm, so I cherish every step of life so urgently. Don't worry about every friend who supports me. As soon as school starts, I will devote myself to learning, so thank you for your concern. I will always be grateful to those who criticized me, because a true friend is a mirror to myself and can help me examine myself, so that I can make progress!} I'm here to see you too! Well, to be honest, your writing is much better than mine! Shall we be friends?