Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, I feel that I don t fit into the world at all, how

lz Don't think so. It is good to be alive. I once thought about dying because I lost the money I gambled on my start-up money one night, but someone said to me.

If you fall, you have to get up there. Tomorrow's world is wonderful. To live is to be happy, and you have to ask how to die.

Then I'll tell you. Contribute to the death.

Confused young man, why should he die? Your parents conceived and gave birth to you in October, have you repaid their kindness? What you consume when you come into this world (eating the grain grown by the peasants, living in the houses built by the workers, walking the roads built by the workers...)

Have you given back the energy to the society? What have you given to the world? In addition to enjoying the fruits of labor brought by others!

If you look at the world with gratitude, how beautiful the world is!

To live is to be bitter and tired. That's true, it's the same for everyone. The red dust is rolling, and no one can get rid of the trouble of love.

How else can we say that people must have faith? Faith shows the meaning of life and the value of life, so as not to be lost in the red dust. So let's live bravely, after all, life is precious.

I'm dizzy, how can you have such a thought, there are so many people who don't want to die. Live well.

Since ancient times, who has not died, can be lighter than a feather, can be heavier than Mount Tai! Death is heavier than Mount Tai!

Have the courage to die, don't you have the courage to live?

Die, don't deserve sympathy.

Born in sorrow, died in peace. People should not be satisfied with the status quo, the so-called law of the jungle of survival of the fittest, the elimination of the unsuitable, came unexpectedly, such a thing really happened to my pure fiber.

The trust that was once dissolved in an instant; Once only you were the first to look forward, it has become no longer useful to you; was once a good master, but since then he has fallen off the altar. A cup of tea, a taste of water and soil; One thing, see the road ahead; A person, recognize the so-called friendship; An exam led to intrigues.

Listen, the sound of my manic heartbeat; Look, I look like a bitter melon; Smell, I was not convinced. Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is in his life, and the spring breeze blows and wakes up.

Every time I do a number of imitations, it is decided by lottery, but this time I am cultivated with high-sounding rhetoric; said that he took the books in his own class, all of which were excuses for not having enough books; Saying that it is a team battle is simply the beginning of intrigues. Birds die for food, people die for money, and in the face of interests, you are indispensable to fight for me. However, students cheating on exams should be recorded with zero scores, why should they be recorded as absentees, and the average score is not counted as the number of people, in private schools, grades are linked to salaries, so it may not be too obvious for you to push me.

Full of ambition and looking at all directions. The hesitation is not because I dare not move forward, but because people are not trees, and they can be ruthless. Because of the nostalgia for the teacher-student relationship that was formed by fate, I hesitated.

And, at this moment, in this situation, I just want to shout: the road is at your feet, go to the end of the world, go to your own sky!

Love and righteousness, neither cherished, why should I be nostalgic; Teachers and students, if they don't respect them, why should they care; Life and work, if you are not happy, why hesitate; To go or to stay, I already have the answer in my heart.

Firm footsteps, just stare and go!