It turns out that I have always felt that love is not a great thing. It is just an emotion, an emotion that every human being has, and it is not worth being proud of. Who is who, and the love that falls in love is not calm at all.
I detested it at the time because it killed innocent people and was a surefire way for people who were just trying to make fun of themselves. I felt that everyone who talked about it was just glib and glib.
Cap ou pas cap?
Maybe you dare, but I no longer dare.
Love is a cheap, disposable thing.
Until I started writing this article.
You who were careless at first, and me who was young and careless. The love in the mortal world is only because of the stagnation of life in a hurry and without saying a word. Thinking that it is the fault of this world, or the cause and effect passed down from the past life. Everything in a lifetime is exchanged for a moment of exchange of yin and yang.
The world of mortals chases the waves, turns clouds and rains, and the west wind comes of age. Originally, I have always believed that people must be good at forgetting, because people have to live.
There is nothing wrong with that.
I also suddenly realized that I was living too seriously. He was so serious that he caused so much pain and vicissitudes to himself. The so-called betrayal, tears, illness, abandonment, shock, and sorrow are all too grand and solemn, hard but not full enough, unforgettable but somewhat bluffing. All of them should be eliminated from my life. They can and should be covered with new details and new events.
We can be strong and face all new life.
This story tells the life of a group of children in their most beautiful years. It is very beautiful.
You who were careless at first, and me who was young and careless.
We will have beautiful legends and wonderful lives. Even if the end of the story is
You who want to go far away, come and say goodbye to me who is no longer seen.
There is a saying in the movie: yesterday is a history. Tomorrow is a mestrey.
But today is a gift.