"I used to think that there is a kind of bird that can fly from the beginning to the day it dies before landing. In fact, it has never been anywhere. This bird has been dead from the beginning." Li Meng watched "Days of Wild" and countless vivid scenes passed through his mind.
She was a committed romantic visionary, or, to put it more clichéd, a daydreamer. After all, for the world, realism is naturally better than empty romance. When people are hungry, romance is not worth mentioning, and no steamed buns are real. Of course, this is the truth. The bright sun shines on the face of the poor man and the face of the rich woman. What's more, the poor man who has nothing is full of idealism of the stars and the sea and wants to pour out his love to the rich woman. "Oh, what a big joke." Just as others despised it, it was a big joke.
"I have always wanted to find a balance point in this relationship. Those once lonely and courageous feelings seem to have become more and more stable with age. The sharp edge in my body has also grown up, and I have learned to gradually put away. Although there are misses scattered all over the world, I only ended with a "good". I am tired, so I don't love you anymore." Li Meng's eyes were full of tears, and she mustered up the courage to look into Chen Qing's eyes.
Then turn around, step forward, and move forward. The movements seem neat and decisive. There is no imaginary, preset hold on the hand to retain.
Purpose: There is always more diversity in the world than we imagine, and the times are also much more tolerant. I hope that every path chosen in life will be respected and treated well.