When it comes to heat, I inadvertently think of roses.
Of course, the first thing that comes to mind is not its brilliance, but the arrogant beauty with thorns.
Like a queen, blooming alone, she can also withstand the storms of the outside world alone
Always thinking
Man has only come into this world for decades
Sometimes life is not as good as it should be
It is just an ordinary part of the vast sea of people
Even the person who is last to be with each other is not necessarily the person who is the first heart of this life
Money status is an external object
Friends and family can only accompany you for one ride
Love is more of a regret
So what is the meaning of our existence
afterward
I seem to understand
Maybe we came into this world
It is to feel the existence of life
Feel the softness of the early spring breeze blowing across your face
Pick a lotus that blooms in summer
Pick up a piece of autumn maple leaf
Take a sip of water formed by the winter snow
Ultimately
Heaven has given everyone the right to feel the world
That's true of everyone
It is better to be poor
Glory is also good
And fame and fortune, love is just a giveaway in this journey of life
And we end up falling into the pursuit of these things
We are all living in our own way in a vast world
And for girls
Hopefully everyone will make their own roses
Beautiful and a little sharp
Forever blooming in their own home field
Don't be afraid of other people's eyes
No matter how much you lose
How many regrets were left behind
The world is always open for you
Love life, always love
Hot to piping hot