People always have to grow up. In the past, I always felt that as I grew up, I lost my sharp edges and became a mediocre person, unlike before who dared to be the enemy of the world. Life has made me lower my head. I don't want to be excited, expect, disappointed, sad, like... Now I can no longer bear those jumping emotions. It is becoming increasingly unrealistic to find a partner who is willing to compromise for yourself and change your shortcomings. Everyone has their own pride and persistence, and everyone does not allow others to dictate to themselves, so gradually everyone lives like an isolated island. When love becomes an established combination rather than a gradual adjustment, what ability does such love have to withstand wind and rain? I couldn't understand the mystery of this passage before. After growing up, experiencing betrayal and separation, I gradually understood that this simple recognition is the most luxurious part of love. It's not because of how good you are that I love you. But, you are you, so I love you.
Concept: Even if I know that adult love is destined to be full of dissatisfaction, and it's difficult for you and it's difficult for me, sometimes I still don't give up, I still want someone to love me especially