We are all being stranded, unable to reach the shore nor the ocean.
Things are precious when they are rare. Love is based on sincerity.
Hope everything is as simple as getting fat.
Friends who used to talk about everything, now I can't even access their Moments.
Life has prepared a heavy burden for everyone.
Life is inherently lonely, so one should get used to it.
Maybe good luck is queuing up to meet me, and it's also very anxious.
This journey has been so windy that it has blown tears into my eyes.
Live in a state you like and have your own rhythm.
The true heartache, once posted on Moments, would also seem like making a fuss over nothing.
Before I could grasp it, I could no longer see its shadow.
Finally, I understand those who don't want to go home for the Spring Festival. Later, I also became one of them.