| | | | | | | | | 2018/07/05 16:51:30 プライベート♪ | | | Better be heartless than heartless | |
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Your present state is what you used to earn with your efforts, and your future state is what you decide with your efforts. Neither man nor woman has the ability to live a good life without the ability to live a good life.
Your pain is to complain all the time but endure it and not change. In this world, don't rely on others too much, because even your shadow will leave you in the dark hong kong apartments. Don't spend time perfecting your imperfect self, or waste time expecting the perfect person.
You really like what you want, nothing is easy to get, that's why you work hard. Maybe everyone has to go through the process of tunneling their heart out, and then the result of tearing their heart out. From now on, they will find the benefits of being heartless.
I used to think that the pain of tearing heart has been followed by rain and sunshine, but at the same time, I envy those who laugh heartless. It's better to be heartless than heartless. Don't cry over people and things that aren't worth it.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, what I have experienced is not so much that it is not worth me to be angry about Sage CRM. But for me, even a little thing can make me sad for a while. When little things pile up and explode together, all the sadness rushes in at the same time, flooding me. I told with tears my heart broken lung, but only get others make a big deal of disdain eyes; I express my pain in silence, only to be ignored by others.
Just when I was immersed in grief, only fei came up to me, laughing and making me talk, trying to break my silence. To begin with, I think she is deliberately playing tricks on me, so there is no good to her complexion, let her like noisy hen in my side, wish she will soon feel boring, don't bother me again. However, fei did not seem to know how to give up two words how to write, no matter how cold I was not the size of her enthusiasm. Imperceptibly, I was gradually led by her out of sadness register a company in hk, can more and more calmly look at the things that make me sad.
To my question, fei smiled and said, "it's better to be heartless than heartless. That's my experience." Perhaps only after experiencing the pain of tearing heart and lung can we experience the heartless joy. Some things, whether we care about them or not, have become a fact. What we can do is to let ourselves down and be happy as soon as possible. Indulging yourself in grief will only make you more miserable. But the people who make us sad don't feel guilty for long. They still live their own lives and don't pay attention to our sadness. So why waste tears to make life more miserable?
It is better to be heartless than heartless. May everyone who is desperately sad show a bright smile as soon as possible after telling their sorrow.
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| | | | | | | | 2018/07/05 15:47:50 プライベート♪ | | | Father is better again | |
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Where the wind sings, where the street corners laugh, where the song flutters... Sad thoughts of the cold after the arrival of the heart, is sad, distant father thought as if floating in my heart, dear love distance, isolation with love and sadness, I in the pursuit of the distance of the family which in accordance with the body and mind.
Such warmth, as the sun, as if it is moonlight, as beautiful and gorgeous. Selfless father, his eyes are always blurred ah, his movement is always relaxed, he loves me too much, like the endless rain breeding young saplings, with the growth of saplings.
I can't imagine what it's like to hide in the rain and wait on the street corner. I can't imagine the heart of the empty swing, heart mixed, some is only for father's love. Dong... Dong... I don't know where the bell is floating, cleaning the turbid heart, how clear it is, how smooth it is, if it is apart, if it is invisible, if it is far, near... . It's like a satin gauze with thoughts on both sides.
I tried to learn to cherish, but I didn't understand. When the father is in, why is always a farce, when small, the ear is always the neighbor's praise to the father: how good your father... How good, but at that time do not know what is to cherish, probably this is life's regret; But the thoughts of that time again and again block such praise, resist such a good family.
The father's lamp of love never went out in his heart. My lonely tears are looking at the lonely corner of the wall, who is holding my hand in the haze, as if it is my father's great, full of tender hands Always seems to be a false dream. Once upon a time, when the cold wind came, my father always rubbed my little hand with his warm, fearless hand.
My father's difficulties go far beyond my yearning for him. What is distance? Is it a disaster or a wonderful relationship? Father has much hard work, he never said to me, but to me: study hard, must pick up the burden of the family. I have never forgotten what he said, nor dare I.
A father's affection for his family is boundless. I'm on the phone and heard his father that a few words, there's so much I want to say to my father, but said nothing at that time, tears flowing downwards, just don't hear father, he asked me: "do you hear? Why don't you talk? I didn't dare to speak for fear that my father would be hurt to hear it.
Now, a ringing phone may seem precious and happy. A greeting may be the epitome of affection. A laugh may be the echo of a thousand solicitude; A pause may be a stirring thought; A cry may be a burst of tears of joy; A good - bye is like a lost love.
Father, it's good to see you in your dreams again
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