A life of calm despair

Looking at the traffic outside the door, green trees and red flowers, it is early summer, the green plants are very beautiful, tender yellow with clear colors.

Boring and hopeless. The word forbearance is too shallow, and a knife in the heart, as long as it involves this word, should be very cruel, right?

I don't know what fluctuations this peaceful and desperate life has when reading these words?

People's lives will encounter many accidents, whether the parties accept it or not, always come suddenly, rather than leave quickly. People's ability to withstand blows is limited, but the degree of each one is a thousand and one kinds.

My life, on the surface, is smooth and uneventful as water. As a famous writer described it, the exterior is a gorgeous robe, and the inside of the robe is indeed tattered, if it is not opened intentionally, everyone will always see a very normal cover.

The lives of most people will be wrapped up in marriage, and they will not be free to think about how to live or freely refuse to live a life they don't want, but can only passively accept, more precisely, powerless to push away helpless acceptance.

In fact, to be frank, it is not false to love, but there are many things involved, related, not loving, not an important reason. liability. Both men and women have to carry it.

Sometimes I'm desperate, but I still have breathing.