I remember that at that time, every word they said was extremely twists and turns. They didn't know where these eyes should stay. Maybe they just wanted to have a simple and flashy dream. They tried their best to understand more postures.

Their moods are always by your side. Understand their joys and sorrows, but they are never in your life. Start to understand that no one or two people have their own sorrows. They never automatically feel wronged, because they themselves are here.

I remember that at that time, we loved to stay up late, but we had no idea where our goals and dreams were and how we could pursue them. I'm just lamenting that all this is an illusion and you have to get used to it.