Four short words sum up what has lifted most successful individuals above the crowd: a little bit more.
The inability to let go may not be because of love, but because of unwillingness. Maybe it's not because you can't forget, but just because you can't let it go.
It basically lasted one day. I passed the basic knowledge and got full marks for the practical exercises on the computer. The examiner had a hard time in the exam ~ I failed in the overall score [bad]. I ate a McDonald's, drank a cup of coffee, and went home ~ to start my annual vacation life [Chigua]
The value of life lies more in self-feeling. Every moment we are worthy of living a more exciting and passionate life of our own to feel the power that life should have.
Under my continuous criticism, my partner finally became virtuous. Today, for breakfast, I had a delicious breakfast of green onion, pork, shrimp, mushrooms, egg pancakes and avocado yogurt, as well as the peaches that I washed and put in my bag [back to school season]. Without criticism, there is no progress
The evening breeze blew against my face, bringing a hint of coolness and dissipating the heat of the day. The sound of crickets in the grass intertwined with the croaking of frogs in the distance, like a beautiful nocturne.
Time boils the rain, and the years sew the flowers. In this world of fireworks, many times, many enlightenments are often made in regrets, learning to make choices, and then in the world of sobriety, have the calmness that everything is worth it.
Reality tells us that you always have to get used to being alone. The only thing that accompanies you is the scenery you pass by.
The wound will heal and the scar will disappear. You should forget everything about the past because it doesn't matter.
I thought that when I grow up, I will be like in the TV series, buy the things I want to buy, have a stable job and live with my parents. Now, I keep running on the road of not knowing whether I can land ashore, hoping to realize that dream as soon as possible.
Sometimes, we are like dandelions, as ordinary, as inconspicuous, and as alive as swaying in the wind. But more often than not, they are more like the grass and flowers on the roadside, living hard and hard.