At this late hour, I still am loving the life, loving this and faulty oneself

In the heart of everybody, can withhold a pessimistic colour.

Because of actual cruelty, of popular feeling measure hard, so ability can use layer upon layer mask, the one side with him the truest cover in. Face all experience leisurely next, calm processing all experience.

A lot of moment, again cold also can alarm is worn pickaback lives, again painful also can bite a tooth to keep back, instead is the warmth of arise suddenly, can force tear at a draught come out.

Person, always want to become mature slowly, ability sees better this buckish world slowly Hunan, what detection pretends is true, those who look clear to hide is false.

Even if a lot of thing inconvenience that believe originally believe again, but this world, happiness always passes more dark, joy always crosses affliction more, still have a lot of things so, be worth us as always believe.

No matter affairs of human life has many complex, no matter once was sufferred how old blow, at this late hour, I still am loving the life, loving this and faulty oneself.

One the individual's happiness, only oneself are known, the life of a person is happy, also only oneself are known.

You said to be a hard job to me, you said to subdue me, you are how knowable, my happiness, not be to be in the eye of others, it is however in the heart of myself.

The person's understanding is too little, and worldly human affairs too much, more or less are we seen through self-righteously, most moment just also is to increase trouble in vain.