I once saw a sentence, what is the difference between a man and a pig? If you draw a circle for a pig, the pig can easily come out, but if you draw a circle for a person, it is difficult for a person to come out. We live step by step, but never think about whether this is the life you want.
Who is your life playing for? When we were young, we played for our parents: Don't be lazy, your mother is watching you; when we were young, we played for love: Xun rescued the public life from the abyss, the dim world has light; another April, Xun smiled gone. On the stage of Nuoda, I raised my confused eyes, but I was stunned to find that the world is so big, there are still so many eyes watching you in this world, and countless people are cheering for you: people still have to Play by yourself.
Gongsheng is a lucky swan, we are all ducks. Not ugly, not noble, just one of countless ordinary people. We don't have the ability to get and keep everything we want, and all we seem to be able to do is struggle and choose carefully, and then face the loss with indifference. What we can do is to try to feel something from the loss, so that regret can also have some meaning.
The reality is so cruel, the story need not be broken anymore. Therefore, the protagonists of the tragedy choose to forgive and smile at the end of the story. They must have penetrated the secrets of growing up, and they must not have considered their story to be a tragedy. They are just living ordinary lives, ordinary trying to feel something from the endless loss.
I think everyone has pursued the seemingly impossible at least once, proud of their naivety and pity for their ignorance. However, when suddenly one day, you find that you know how to give up your choices and accept regrets, you are actually most worthy of pride and pity.
Because of regret, we greedily eat memories. Thus, we endow the act of memory with a deeper meaning. Why do memories always seem so powerful? When we remember our youth, what are we remembering?
Looking back, we may just be trying to learn to let go and gain some strength from the pain so that we can go further. If that renunciation makes you breathless, then we just aren't skilled enough. We still have to come out of the haze and pay tribute to the loss of learning.
In the dream, everyone was wearing evening gowns and dancing the waltz. The shimmering light of fireflies flashed by like a shooting star. Parting plane, across the same night sky. Look, it's a firefly; look, it's an airplane. Even if the road ahead is always night, there is still light to guide the direction. The life that plays for oneself can go far.
To grow is to accept separation. To grow is to know how to cherish. Growth is embracing yourself. Embrace your own good and bad, go through every day of joy, and every day of embarrassment. Maybe we always forget our original dreams because of various pains, but April is the season of spring, how can we not embrace it. Dressed in spring light, with moonlight, let's move forward with a smile.
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