Is this a battle between dreams and reality?
In our youth, we all go through times like these. We think the world of our ideals shines brilliantly, while reality is dark and filled with low walls wherever we look. In our fantasies, we're all free angels, soaring through the sky. But in reality, we can only trudge along those low walls with heavy schoolbags on our backs, heads bowed!
In our youth, there are always arguments, anger, disappointment, frustration, heartache, sorrow, and longing. In those quiet days of youth, we think these emotions will stay with us until the end of our lives. But no one knows that the long life ahead will be more than enough to wear away every turbulent emotion in our hearts, turning our cries into silent expressions!
I'll spread the flowers! Dear. Do you also like pain novels? I don't think I will ever like this kind of book. So I haven't watched it. If you had seen it, you would have burst into tears in pain.
Wow, wow, what you wrote is so interesting. I like it. The writing is really good. I like it.
The word count is quite small, but it can be increased. Come on!!!!!!!!!! Support it!!
Come on, never give up!!!!!!!!!!! Support…
I like the last two paragraphs better, they are very touching.
Why is it still a bench?
There is no sofa again~~555~~I pulled up the small bench and sat down again~ By the way, you probably haven't worn this yet, right?
Yiyi, isn't this your personal experience? There's no sofa anymore. Pull up a bench and sit on it~ Come on~
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