? Take a break, many meanings, many ways, can be reading a book tired of squinting a little, can be lecturing tired of drinking water, can be writing a paper tired of writing a nap, can also be a day of chores to watch a little catching up on the sea video. In short, when you are tired, you need to take a break.
In addition to myself, I would also advise those around me to take a break. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
But how to take a break? Once life becomes inertia, we don't know how to rest. As if resting would make the subsequent development unmanageable, as if resting is taking a step backward. In fact, life doesn't need to be rushed as imagined. Just rest when you're tired.
? Watching a movie counts as a break, of course, as the plot ebbs and flows, imagining yourself as the protagonist, forgetting for a while about the paper you haven't finished yet.
? A night run counts as a break, of course, listening to passionate music, enjoying the night view of the street, temporarily forgetting the room that has not yet been cleaned up.
? Going out on a trip counts as a break, of course, leaving the place that has hurt you, walking the road that has not been traveled before, encountering unfamiliar people, letting yourself into another city, a beautiful scenery, temporarily forgetting the cut and cut and still messed up emotions.
? But I prefer solitude to these ways.
? When I was young, I thought that being alone was the same as being lonely, and that I would feel lonely if I stayed alone.
? The first thing that you need to do is to get a good deal of time to get a good deal of time to get a good deal of time. The only way to get back to yourself is to be alone, and it's a necessary space for the soul to grow, a real rest for the mind.
? Alone, is a kind of quiet beauty, but also a kind of cultivation. Being able to be at peace in solitude is the only way to be at ease in the hustle and bustle.
? So, I'm going to rest in my favorite way: a good sleep alone, leaning against the edge of the bed for a while, listening to my brother's old songs with my eyes closed, quietly missing the people who passed by in my life, foolishly reflecting on my past self, writing a whining journal, and then resurrected to full blood, continue to fight with reality.