Life, half fireworks, half joy.
If I could, I just want chai rice oil salt sauce vinegar tea in the fireworks, and qinqi calligraphy and painting in Qinghuan. I like to be alone, I like flowers and flowers, I like to be in the text.
It's just that too many times it backfires, and I've learned to be self-congratulatory, to learn not to care about other people's eyes, to not care about other people's language, and all I want is a reason to give myself a smile every day. Links to web pages
The footsteps of time are silent, precipitating a string of age figures, and the youth is resting. Time is like a white colt passing, people's lives are only a few decades, if we try to give ourselves a reason to smile every day, then what will life look like?
Time is fair to everyone, happy people are a day, unhappy people are also a day. So yeah! Let's be happy people and give ourselves a reason to smile every day.