Dad and Niangniang stood outside the platform, watching me enter the gate. After swiping the ticket, wave again and say goodbye to Xiaocheng. In the days when I didn't leave, maybe I've been waiting for this moment. At the moment of parting, I couldn't help but switch to their perspective, watched myself leave, and imagined their mood. Others should not endorse their choices, even their own parents. The peaceful and happy atmosphere in my hometown is over, and all the lighthearted tones and ridicule are over. Frances stood on the slowly ascending elevator, carrying a backpack on her shoulders, chuckled and sighed, and only she knew that in a few hours, she would return to the undateble who worked hard for a dream without talent and experience. girl, dreaming alone, traveling alone in a strange city. We are too similar. The girl who is unwilling to give up her dance dream is like the me who is unwilling to give up her media dream. Frances dances in the dance studio, glares at her boss's suggestion to change careers, is it courage or recklessness? I felt a pang of trepidation at a similar fate I felt myself. We are all so clumsy. But no matter how difficult it is now, there is no going back. Those who have missed the choices, regretted and wanted to start over, may be another dance, a frivolous and uncontrollable way of life. From Guizhou to Guangzhou, the high-speed train takes 4 minutes. 267 yuan. My dream of being a journalist and media charity went from Shantou to Beijing and then to Hong Kong. I woke up and thought I was still a student. I no longer remember the vow of "innocence as ever", and the ideal halo gradually faded. I still can't make a choice. Alternating old and new, exhausted, how to muster up the courage to draw a map of your own mind? Good thing Frances has Suzy. I only know that my life can't stand scrutiny, and you don't see that all your life is tear-jerking. At the end of the story, though she's still the undateble girl, but the old girl finally had a new beginning and finally found her own balance between life and work. And now, I am bound by moral pressure. While spurning the betrayal in my heart, I am hesitant in the face of unknown choices. I am worried that it will be another consummation of my imagination. Girl, you are running out of time. At the age of twenty-five, she lived out the entanglements and struggles of fifty-two, and Frances, even at the worst time, never hesitated, what are you worried about? Frances wrote the label of her name in the tidy apartment, and the life of chasing dreams is like this, with lows and highs running side by side. Girl, act quickly! The past is not worthy of nostalgia, and there is no need to regret it, because every choice and effort will not be in vain, and everything that is experienced will become a story.
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