Grow up, still grow old I grow up, but you grow old

We don't do the same thing at every age. Oh.

It is said that growing up is a matter of an instant, and so is getting old. But there is a process of quantitative change to qualitative change in the middle, which we do not see, to be precise, we do not perceive.

Nothing happens overnight, everything has a process, but the changes in the process may be subtle and not easy to see, but there must be feelings, but I just feel that it's not a big deal, so I don't care.

The real growth is not the increase of age, but the maturity and stability of the mind, and the fact that things are not surprised. The real age is not full of gray hair, old and yellow, it is self-exile and the abandonment of dreams. We can't lose our enthusiasm and courage because of the momentary difficulties and dazedness in life.

Where there is love in the heart, there is hope! Thirty and standing, forty Wu Dongqing is not confused, and each stage of life has the state and excitement of each stage.

Becoming Jane Austen" said: "Don't lose yourself in front of anything, even dogma, even if it's someone else's gaze, even if it's love." ”

Dong Qing said: "The meaning of life lies in pioneering rather than sticking, and we should not lose the courage to move forward at any time." ”

May the years give us wisdom and live the most beautiful life.

I'm growing up, but you're getting old. Time has stolen the childishness in me, but I have brought it to you to let me collapse the green and white hairs. Our faces are all under the pen of the time carver, more and more clear, my ** is stretching, while yours ** is shrinking.

This seems to be the mystery of a time machine, and it is also like a reincarnation. I am the same as before, but you will never return to who you are.

When I was a child, I always hoped that I would grow up quickly, and when I grew up, I could do what I wanted to do and go where I wanted to go. When you grow up, you won't be like when you were a child, a few of us brothers and children are chattering in your ears every day, and when you grow up, we can have our own opinions and opinions on many things, and when we grow up, we hope that we don't have to live under your wings all the time, and we can have our own wings.

How good it is to grow up!

However, when I grew up, I no longer dared to cry in front of you casually. When I grow up, I can no longer be by your side all the time, ...... you

Your children have grown up, but in your hearts, we are children who will never grow up.

When I was a child, I was always surrounded by a lot of people.

There are parents, relatives, and neighbors.

Everyone's eyes are like the most sensitive cameras, watching your every move.

They'll keep telling you that you can't do this, you can't move that.

What you should do and what you shouldn't ......

It's annoying. Finally, I grew up slowly.

You don't think you're a child anymore, you feel like you should have your own mind, you don't want to listen to the nagging of people around you.

You don't even want to surround them with you anymore.

Eventually, you have changed, become stubborn, and think that there is no one around you who can understand your thoughts.

I think the world is drunk and I am sober.

In stubbornness, you learn to talk back.

Learned to rebel.

I learned to lose my temper.

Gradually, you feel.

I'm so majestic.

It's amazing. In the dark, you feel like a hero of this clan.

The kind that dares to fight against the forces of evil.

You feel like a giant.

The kind that dares to choke the throat of fate.

Oh, that's great.

Gradually, you notice that the things around you begin to change.

They sighed. They are alienated.

They no longer look at you all the time.

They....Don't even care about you anymore.

You feel like you've won.

You've won the war in this stoolfield.

You start cheering.

You become happy.

Then, suddenly, I felt lonely...

You start to reminisce about when you were younger.

You were the center of attention at that time.

Everyone around you has to revolve around you.

But at the time you didn't think so.

And now, you're in high school.

You got into college.

You participated in the work of the Son.

You're alone in a strange city.

No one cares about you anymore.

No one nagged anymore.

But this kind of life is so different from what you longed for when you were a child.

The ups and downs of life.

The human world of society.

The pressure is so heavy that you can't straighten your back.

This....Is it the victory you want?

Is it? Finally.

You called home ** one night.

The people who care about you are on the other side of the **.

They listen quietly to your complaints.

Listen to what you have to say.

Listen as you ask why they are the way they are.

After a long silence.

They will tell you.

Child, you have grown up, we have grown up. ”