We're not very good at expressing, so much so that we're used to speculating. Affirm, deny, repeat, and then we become sensitive and vulnerable.
The past of the heart, the people who have been deeply loved, the trivial past of youth, they are like a gust of wind between the entanglements, coming tightly, and when they go, it is too late to save.
If you don't care so much, if you don't want so much, life will be much simpler.
Life has only the past that cannot be returned, and there is no present that cannot be passed. God will only give you the obstacles that you can get by, the life that is not good, the obstacles that are difficult, and the teeth will pass.
The past is leisurely smiling, and there is no need to worry. We went all the way, just to say goodbye to the past and move on to the next scenery. If sorrow is allowed to fill the void of life, it is really a blasphemy against life.
It is all rational heart, just like a knife full of sharp blades, and it makes the hands of those who use it bleed. - Tagore, life is first of all a telescope, to see far; then a microscope, to see fine; then is a magnifying glass, to see through; followed by sunglasses, look down; and finally a haha mirror, laughing at life.
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