Time was like a song, and I was a blade of grass in time.
If there is a next life, I would like to be a bodhi tree in a red world, because bodhi is not a tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing, where is the dust?
There are too many things in life that I have no choice but to do. I don't know what to do.
If there was a next life, it would be a plant by the roadside, quietly breathing in the breath of nature, without worries and worries.
Dear time, you didn't take me away.
Thank you for bringing me to this world.
There are many things in life that I haven't grasped.
I just watched quietly. The happy days that were about to arrive slipped away from me in a hurry.
I'm no longer a child. I've grown up.
My youth is coming to an end.
From now on, I will no longer be confused about my future and the direction of my life.
Between the ages of 20 and 25, my youth, my life, and some of the dreams of my youth finally had a clear goal.
I'm an ordinary person, and I've taken an unusual path in life.
Now, I'm filled with hope and motivation to realize my dream.
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