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there is a sentence in "one sentence is more than ten thousand sentences":

"all the things in the world cannot stand scrutiny. Once deliberated, there is grievance in everything."

I don't know when the real you are no longer in the mirror.

be strong enough to carry all the burdens of the family and take care of them inside and outside;

the queen suffers painstakingly, but the front laughs and jokes with a friend.

I can't even watch a tragic movie, and I can't stop crying for fear of life.

the more mature you are, the more afraid you are of hearing such questions:

are you happy enough now?

Love yourself, did you do it?

have you let go of the lost person?

you are silent, those corners are soft that no one has touched for many years.

are you happy enough now?

rush to work, wash and subway every day, and only buy a piece of bread for breakfast when I get to work.

Last night, I worked overtime, sat in the workstation and had an eyelid fight, and you had to respond to your boss's email.

I want to leave it empty for two seconds, but it pops out of my mind:

"it's time to pay the property fee, the water and electricity bill has just been paid, and after deducting the usual meal money, the rent will have to be put off until the next payday."

A stirred up and tapped the keyboard in front of the computer again.

I used to watch "chicken feathers in one place". When I read the story, and later, I always feel like the prototype in it.

the protagonist Xiao Lin forgot to put tofu in the refrigerator and was blamed by his wife.

from the sour tofu to the warm kettle, and from the warm kettle to the vase, the two quarreled red in the face.

it's not easy to move over and over again and ask people to change jobs.

when you get home, you and your wife have endless quarrels, and no one knows what to do about the children going to school.

when I am free, I brush my cell phone, the takeout boy delays the order because of falling into the water, the woman squats in the corner of the subway and weeps, and the migrant workers squat by the roadside, stuffing tasteless soup with rice.

none of them are you, and it seems that every one of them is you.

when people reach adulthood, their fantasies have become chicken feathers, and you have no choice but to be patient.

think of Janet's sentence:

"Adults talk about happiness because most of them are unhappy."

you may have hidden too much bitterness.

I always think I have to do it, but I never think about whether I am happy or not.

remember when you were a child, your parents were very happy to give you a fruit candy, a meal of dumplings during the Spring Festival surprised you, the rainbow when the sprinkler passed by, and you hurried out of the house to see …...

now you are no longer interested.

most people only care about whether you are successful and respectable, and close people will ask you if you are tired and if you want to rest.

but no one ever asks you, are you happy?

because you are the only one who can ask this question.

have you let go of the lost person?

walking on the road, I think of a lyric:

"the partners who used to move forward side by side were separated after a toast."

when you see it, it may be in whose circle of friends, or in an article, when you think about it, your eyes are already a little pantothenic.

my friends at school had dinner together every day and went home on the same way. They suddenly wanted to ask her how she was doing. As soon as you opened your mouth, you called her by the wrong name.

colleagues who have worked together for many years haven't been in touch since they changed careers. I'd like to say hello, but you don't know where to start.

the neighbors who have lived next door for more than ten years, their parents are friends. When they moved out, they said to each other, "get together later", and we lost word.

A friend who talks about everything and a bosom friend who is intimate are separated in an instant.

you finally understand that the separation of people is far more natural than imagined.

A friend who used to come to your house for dinner every day has gone out of town to look for a job.

at first, you often talk on the phone, then occasionally voice greetings, and then you are left to send a message of blessing during the holidays.

I finally saw her message one day: "I happened to go back to my hometown on a business trip. Shall we get together?"

you have a burst of joy, just want to reply to the word "yes", and secretly wonder if you will run out of time when she comes for those two days.

was replaced by a raw sentence: "Sorry, I made a mistake."

you flipped through the chat notes. The last one was a bargain in pinduoduo at the beginning of the year.

I just feel a little sad, and when you look through your diary, you remember that she once lived in your house for a week.

you believe more and more the sentence in "the Dead of Mountains and Rivers":

"some people, walk away, you have to ask me why, I tell you, there is no reason." Just because people are in the wind, it's not up to you to gather and disperse. "

scattered impermanence, you have regretted, but also regret, but scattered is scattered, some people, do not give up can only be memories.

Grab yourself a piece of simple wedding dresses and accentuate your ensemble to bring out your elegance. Spend time and consider this selection.

Love yourself, did you do it?

there is a popular role ranking on the Internet. Who is the most important in life?

you tried to line up: parent & gt; child & gt; partner & gt; himself.

If you think about it, there are brothers and sisters, relatives and friends ahead.

in your heart, you will always be the last.

once followed a food blogger, Kung Pao chicken fried full color, chicken legs roasted crisp inside tender, his specialty sweet and sour eggplant, looked at the meal.

every time at the end of the video, there is always a picture of a child eating a lot, and he looks at the camera with a smile: "my kids love to eat."

A gourmet cook has never said what he likes.

until the day you made chicken wings for your family, the child could not help but come to the table first, and you said, "eat more, and then give it to us after you eat."

you finally understand the food blogger and the words of your parents when you were young: "I don't like to eat."

after maturity, people who like to eat become less and less.

like spicy food. You haven't bought chili for a long time, just because your lover can't eat it.

Children don't eat coriander, so do you cook noodles;

your parents have bad teeth, so you stew the dish so badly that you never feel the crisp taste again.

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you gradually have your own home and understand responsibility, but you never seem to be yourself again.

even if others are not picky and the other half is silent, you will put yourself aside first.

tired out from overtime work, cook for the children and check their homework when they get home.

I gave a lot of good things to my relatives during the Spring Festival, but none of them were bought for myself.

you happen to be asked to travel with your family.

you looked up the place from the Internet. Small bridge and flowing water, picturesque, and many special snacks.

ask the child excitedly. When he says "boring", you give up the idea.

looking back, you suddenly feel a little distressed by the grievances of those who give, those who endure, and those who swallow alone.

only you know the loneliness in the dead of night, and only you know your hardship and your hard work best.

Don't forget to give yourself a little more warmth when you have been kind to others for too long.

because you are the only one who can accompany you to the end.

if you don't love yourself, no one can replace you.

Hu Shi wrote a few inscribed poems on the photos he sent to his friends:

"I have a few gray hairs occasionally, and I am in a slightly middle-aged mood. After being a pawn across the river, you can only move forward as hard as you can. "

I always felt esoteric in the past, but I have experienced it only in recent years.

people are mature and have a heavy burden on them. when you have a lot on your mind, you are so sad that you don't want to say anything.

Family, colleagues, friends. There are people all around, you have to take care of them, and when you close your eyes at night, you only feel isolated and helpless.

after asking your heart, your eyes have begun to get a little wet, and the memories of the past and daily things have turned back in your mind several times.

when I walk with my head down, I don't seem to have thought about "happiness" for too long. I only add countless fetters and obsession, and forget to love myself.

when you wipe away your tears, you can't help saying to yourself, "Thank you for your hard work."

for the rest of my life, you should hold on and let go.

smiles often hang on the face, wave goodbye to the separated old friends, and keep themselves firmly in their hearts.

stand up and face life, not afraid of the road ahead, you are still as free and easy as a teenager.

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