When youth is gone, will there be some regrets?

Be ambitious! Purposeful, motivated! Even if these are given to a woman who has a crush on him, it is a thousand times better than those walking dead who do nothing and have no goal and no move.

I understand your approach very well, and I believe that many people have the same experience as you, and there are also many people who are not as open-minded and high-spirited as you! Watch out for you!

In the future, when you are developed, she will definitely look at you with admiration and refreshment. If she's still single, you definitely have a chance! Maybe when the time comes, your goal, your ideal candidate, will be higher and better than herself!

Youth can't be retained, so let's squander our youth to our heart's content

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Seriously, I can see that you have a sense of ambition in your bones, work hard Maybe then you will find your Xi Shi unconsciously, and then she may no longer be the same she used to be, in short, don't think too much, work hard to break into the future!

It is always said that youth will always have regrets, and those without regrets cannot be regarded as youth. But those lovely people who are in their youth always find ways to make up for those regrets and want to add a beautiful scenery to their lives.

Are we accustomed to pushing ourselves forward with some other great truths, encouraging ourselves to be brave, persuading ourselves to let go, and letting go of ourselves?

I'm out of love. I underestimated his courage to go with me and proposed to break up. Dramatically, we're just starting and closing.

It's not hard to think that I went to redeem it. It's just that I didn't expect that he was not confident in his relationship like me, and both parties were hurt. From breaking up to being ordinary friends in the end.

How can someone who has loved him be willing to be friends with him? I effortlessly chose to be a friend and stay by his side, but I still had expectations. He didn't see my pretense, and he took off his guard, but we're not friends anymore, at least not as much as we used to care about each other.

I am still in the abyss, torn between unwillingness and unworthiness.

Let him be a pity! Maybe the brave acceptance of one's desire to be loved, the courage to accept and let him go, is called true bravery. I will probably always like him, and I will also understand and respect his choice, which should be the style of adults.

In the end, I still didn't follow her, I came out early, but she was still studying, I regretted, I came out, I didn't come out, maybe he wasn't with me, he shouldn't have been separated from her at the beginning