In the darkest hours, look for the light

The sun is really good, and the early winter afternoon is warm and warm. There is light in front of me, but all I see unfolding is the dark night, and the darkest hour is coming! Annoyed and troubled, listen to my blind chat, I don't know what I said, in fact, there are also said things... Only for yourself to have the strength to deal with this moment, sometimes this power is so fragile. Wise friends, have you ever had a dark moment in your life, and if that dark moment comes, how will you respond? Tell me your clever advice.

In the darkest hours, look for the light

Many times, I walk in the dark, lonely and cold.

Miserable and confused, unable to catch a warm hand.

In this life, I filled most of the time with loneliness and helplessness.

I should go to the sun to move bricks, work in the fields, and have a full life.

He always wanted to borrow a shoulder to lean on, but if he had a weak heart, he could only double the pain.

I, light and afraid of weight, empty brain, carry too many dreams.

Man, fantasize about too many dreams, dreams, in the end is a void.

After all, you don't have the luck to put gold on your dreams.

In this life, I only spend time fantasizing about the future, and the future comes to the present, and fantasies turn into sadness.

My dreams that day were finally shattered in time.

How stupid I was to know the boundary between dreams and ideals.

Dreams are anesthetics to comfort yourself when you are desperate.

Ideal, it is a mixture of sweat and tears under the footsteps.

She said that with kindness and love, a happy life does not come from itself.

If you believe this nonsense, reality will slap you in the mouth, slap you again and again.

Tears and sweat, you finally flowed down.

But, you bastard, why don't you come with your ideals?

I felt the darkness, stacked and crested.

They say there is a silver edge on the edge of the clouds.

They say there are cracks in the darkness, and there is light to shine in.

If this makes sense, doesn't it tell me —"

In the second half of my life, should I pursue my ideals with my dreams?

At such an age, where does the power come from?

Turn grief into strength.

My pain in the Pacific Ocean has turned into strength.

I am afraid that Mount Tai can be moved, and Mount Everest can be climbed.

Oh, thank you for the darkness for giving me strength?

A handful of age, afraid is not to be funny?

Friends, funny also needs strength to persevere.

The weak tear off the label and that is to accumulate courage.

Don't say, I really want to do it, smile with jun.

Shhh, I'm going to see if there's a crack in this dark night?

No! ——

No, I'm going to tear a slit with my own hands.

After all, we can't live up to the light outside!