Is my life still called life? It seems that there is some kind of activity every now and then. When I go to work, it is like a machine. Am I living to be a workaholic against my will? Many people are willing to record happiness in their blogs, or they think they have content, and hide their sorrows and pains. Some people are just the opposite. I don’t know which school I belong to. Anyway, I I'm so fucking fed up with being molested by Taiwanese language every day, and then blacking out and saying I can't do that either! Whether this is fate or not, I think I have to give myself some courage to make a change! Yes, people do need to be calm and face the reality. People do have many material needs, but they all have their own bottom line. No one has eaten my tofu at work, but their hearts will always look at mainland employees. Lower class. This is not just some grumbling, but a contradiction that goes deep into their bones and mine. In fact, it is not difficult to be a dashing person. You have to muster up the courage to say no to the people around you. If the cowardice in your character cannot be attacked, then you can only be the object of being restrained by others.
It's like a drunken talk, try to see if there are other expressions of fate!
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