Loved ones don't grow up because there is too much love to sustain them.
I have seen students who are about to graduate from college or cannot do without their parents, and when they need to ask their parents for everything, they must resolutely refuse to admit mistakes, even if they have to admit it, they will not admit it.
To be honest, I am envious of the fact that they have parents they can rely on.
When I first went to college, I took a 13-hour train ride alone and struggled to get to my university, still with a stand ticket, or at night. The moment I got off the bus, I was unsteady, but I did it after all.
I don't admire myself, but I envy those who are loved.
People who lack love always understand their awkward position prematurely and have to become sensible.
Although not all sensible children lack love, most children who lack love will be very sensible. Because they understand that only when they understand things, no one will care about themselves, because no one will waste time liking a child who does not understand things.
Knowing that the poor children in the family are always trying to save money for the family, always trying to find ways to help the family a little more, but what can a child do?
You can only learn to understand things, learn to understand things, and become sensible.
Sensible children, although sensible, but sensible children, there are also sensible sorrows.
Precocious children are bullied.
The more sensible a child is, the easier it is to lose love from those around him. Freud believed that a child's childhood experience may be forgotten by memory after a period of time, but it will not disappear, but will stubbornly lurk in the child's subconscious, thus influencing the longevity of human life.
Those who have experienced misfortune in childhood or who have grown up in a depressed environment are more likely to develop feelings of inferiority and shame. Those painful, sad emotions, which seem to disappear, grow in the bones and will slowly react to our behavior.
The beloved person never grows up, such a lucky person is healed by childhood all his life, and every time he thinks back, he is sweet, while the unfortunate person is waiting for childhood all his life.
May you and I both be sensible and be happy.
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