Diary mood, let s take a look

Deal with the things around you first to be qualified to say feelings, if you are not mature enough and too willful, you will not get anything, the world is lost at the same time as it is gained, why care about the so-called loss, but there is one point, what should be fought for must be fought for, understand that it is useless to fight, just live your own life!

Find a way to live your life to the fullest every day, so that you will forget everything, or the wound will not hurt so much.

I can understand your current mood and send you a lyric, If you are really in this mood, I suggest that you study the mood of the lyrics to face your love life calmly...

Fear. I didn't try very hard to forget the past that I collected with my diary.

Loneliness is long in the mind.

I didn't deliberately let myself not think about it.

Those and the static touch.

I learned to be strong, so strong that I didn't have to learn, I didn't want to learn, I didn't want to forget.

I'm still afraid that I will always think of you in the dead of night.

I'm still afraid to hear from you inadvertently.

However, when love has been precipitated too clearly.

When possession is already a loss, be brave enough to give it up.

It's hard to forget when you're still scared of someone.

Or afraid that suddenly I would rather not have decided in the first place.

However, when love finally exits is separation.

I would believe so.

Go down. Don't deliberately let yourself forget, after all, after experiencing such a period, it is better to let it become a beautiful episode in your growth!

Any affection is only valuable when it is natural.

Forgetting is more painful than remembering, so let's go with the flow. Sometimes, memories can be good, after all.

In terms of feelings, people live for themselves, and I support you.

I once swore to write those bold words in my notebook. Those seemingly pale words can only be understood by those who have experienced them, and how many 5-to-9 days it has warmed us. When the days that I always thought were too slow were getting farther away.

Standing on the side of time and looking back, my mood is so indescribable.

I left Laju in Henan and came to Shanghai, which is more than 1,000 kilometers away. I lost the person who held hands and walked with me for nine spring and autumn periods, but I also got acquainted with the "second master" who agreed to take the transfer exam together and go to Yunnan together. I left Mr. Cai, who gave me a lot of help in both life and study, but I also met Mr. Zhou, who was as warm and kind as my sister.

I lost some that I didn't want to lose, but also got some that I wanted. But who in the world is not like this? The past is gone, and if you turn it too many times, you will be blinded by the dust of the years.

And every sunrise and sunset in the future is unknown. All we can grasp is the present, and all we can do is cherish the present.

At first, I thought that my turn would be gorgeous, after all, I knew all those big truths. But as it turned out, I did overestimate myself. How could ordinary people not have those old complexes?

There is no sense of belonging in a new environment. It's like getting lost on the road where there is a lot of traffic. Watching a car speeding past me was at a loss.

When did I, who was so grinning and heartless, become so sentimental? When you receive a letter from a friend, you choke up when you see those familiar handwriting. When I received the ** from my classmates, I would cry when I heard those familiar voices.

I clearly promised each other to make new friends as soon as possible, and I couldn't rely too much on each other. But each other is still the first confidant to each other. I am very glad to meet the "second master", "good wife and good mother", lx them.

It was they who warmed me from thousands of miles away and made me less indifferent.

Just like the theme of the freshman party in the courtyard says, "Break the cocoon into a butterfly, gorgeous new life". After the initial painful metamorphosis, we will dance in our own garden. I asked myself, and I'm glad I didn't go back to repeat it.

Because here I can do what I love. Hide in the library and watch ** all day, go to the romantic Thames town with new friends, and write some words that others may or may not understand. There are so many opportunities here that I am also ecstatic.

Sleeping in an ATM after going to a concert with your roommate will be remembered for the rest of your life, right? The photo with documentary director Bruce Wong will be a long-cherished model sail, right? The memories of playing Truth or Dare with friends from the Academic Department will last forever, right?

Sheng Ge returned to the courtyard, and the lights went down the stairs. In the months since I entered the university, I was also confused and panicked. I don't know if this green time will be drowned in the dust, I don't know where to go. But what those years taught us will be carried forward to our future.

Remember my answer, oh, I wish you progress in your studies.

Today, my mother and I went to the street to buy ruined eggs, but I accidentally broke the chicken eggs in the supermarket, and my mother scolded me, I was very sad and wronged.

Today, I am very happy because my mother is going to take me on a trip. I'm so excited.