There is no trace of autumn water, listening to the feelings of falling leaves, interpreting the yellow, red dust in the field of vision, bright moon and dusk, twilight looking back, but not on the juvenile road. In the festival, some people watch alone, some people buy drunk alone, and some people go out together, all of which are not excessive, but the heart is surging with "loneliness after fireworks".
The festival has passed, everything is back to its usual state, there is nothing to remember on this day, the city continues to glide forward on his own track, and for you and me, this day may be a day of distress, a day of anger, a day of hard work, a day of depression, a day of absurdity, a day of leisure... Each of us, as always, has to put away our cravings and hurry forward.
Because you have to live a trivial life, you have to live a life that seems to be happy and unhappy, so the physical and physiological troubles must also be taken into account. Busy work, as well as personal life, how to take care of it, only they will know how to cherish themselves more. The old saying goes very well: the body is the capital of the revolution. So we need to learn to love ourselves, which stems from the sublime and preciousness of life itself. The problem is that we often forget ourselves, and the constraints are always the mood, and the unconstrained is only life.