Yes, quite naive. Compared with the person I want to be, the reality is far from the perfect obstacle waiting to be overcome.
I think my mother has a famous saying: Don’t think you can be this big when you are born.
If you are born with cataracts, arthritis, calcium deficiency and love, isn't it that big? My mother's "big" has nothing to do with the cup or the length of the cup. It just means that the means to behave in the world and the moral rules that must be followed are stubbornly bowed to the set of meditations that exist in the world. For example, life. Belief. emotion. Oops, mother, I am so awesome to force you.
Well turn back.
Use the ten-year-old youthful mind to discover the desire for curiosity, but there is no ten-year-old hardware equipped with impulse execution adventure. Carefully unrolling the knees on the surface of the precipitated fat in the white bathtub is an achievement comparable to climbing a tree and digging out a honeycomb.
People should be jerky to skilled in life, accustomed to sorrows and joys, accustomed to highs and lows, and then slowly age and die because there is nothing in the world to be proficient. Death is a long state, rest and peace. Taking risks with the appearance of old age is called childlike innocence, and then bringing a matte skin to a peaceful life is called decay before old age. Life is not long. There are more stories and people every day, and the longer it gets, the more it sinks. A look in his eyes, a bow of his head, a sad look. I couldn’t understand why the young Werther must be worried about making new words. Fortunately, there is no benjiamin button in the world.
He grows up with age, she grows up with tenderness. Just at the right time and opportunity. When Ben returned after World War II, Daisy leaned forward and offered her lips. He said he couldn't. He is too old and she is too pink. Women are proud and desperate in the perfect period when they think they are young. Feelings are as casual as charity.
A long and heavy relationship should have setbacks as a prerequisite, and use it as the capital for mutual support. Love and tolerate each other, know how to measure distance and respect each other.
When wrinkles climb on the skin, when pimples stick to the face, do you still love me. In this lazy digital age, we are all used to picking the ready-made ones, quickly accomplishing the end of a lonely time, and then quickly rushing to the waiting and illusion of the perfect partner.
Love is something that changes state with time. Stop repeating the festering soap opera lines, you are no longer what you used to be. In fact, who can stay the same. Knowing to love, in addition to tolerance and dedication, you also need to be prepared to welcome the person you don't know gradually, or your face will grow old, or your personality will change.
When you grow up to be such a tolerant, you can think about it forever. Destroying time with love is a silly joke, which can only be filled with life, the bottomless sea of flowing time. Many years later, some people remember that there was a pile of gravel on the seafront, a benjamin and a daisy once came. It is already amazing.
Except time, there is no eternity. However, in the end, you have to let go, whether you are angry or unwilling, you have to let go. Don't have trouble with time and life. His life is not long, and time is close to infinity like a hummingbird waving its wings.
My mother said, you weren't so big when you were born. You have to go through, and when the time comes, when you really grow up, you will find that you have gone so long when you look back.
To be or not to be, this matter is very hanging, just like how pimples appear and disappear, it is very strange.
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