Perse1
The story begins on March 5, 1984, she is not an invented story, all the records are true, and it is not a popular copy of a hit song, insisting on just admitting that ignorance is a reality I've seen, but it's true, too. From the beginning of the storyline all the drama went smoothly, once a unique mood, the timid but knowledgeable kid with a different intelligence, never quiet, running towards the football, happy and sweaty, with pride written on his face. The timid but understanding child with a different kind of intelligence, never quiet, running towards the soccer ball, happy, sweaty, with pride written on his face, the pure heart of a young man who never saw the shadows of the road ahead, but was already in the process of doing so, the capriciousness slowly buried in the shadows, the respect for role models, the longing for a day of achievement, the decision to make a book that says hard work pays off without realizing that the world is unfair, that compliments are always nice, but they are a rarity, and the road is a path to a better future, but it is a path that is rare. But it's a kind of **** sound on the road rare people walk with me when the sky is clear always forget the roar of the dark clouds thought I was gifted to be able to walk around thinking that value exists with success or failure from which the awakening is the attitude of the decision made consciously to make a change in reality before the witness to the presentation of the side of maturity experience of growing up yet the childish face to look at their own performance over and over again wanting to make discoveries and eventually one day in the face of curiosity some tired of the books in front of the eyes of the people. One day, in the face of curiosity, the mind's eye, which was tired of books, wanted to see the outside world. Although I was surrounded by everything familiar, and although I didn't know what I would meet, I looked up at the sky, and there was a voice and an intuition that said that she would be a valuable experience in life.
Perse2
In 2001, we said goodbye to an unfinished winter, and one sunny morning at Sydney Airport brought the summer of the southern hemisphere. The second entry in the journal began on this hot new year, destined to be a turning point in my life, a new horizon, a different language, an attempt to break away from the limitations of the past, and to complete the sequel to my student days, with no big words, no grandiose statements, a small passport photo, an untouched and reckless boy, a new beginning, but with a feeling of unease and nervousness in my heart, as if I were in the water alone and wanted to swim to the shore, although the water was calm and warm, I couldn't get used to it, and I began to miss the warmth and the warmth of the water, and I began to feel a sense of nostalgia. Even though the water is calm and warm, you can't get used to it, and you start to miss the feeling of belonging, but all you can do is sigh, and decide to go forward and never look back, even if the road to the shore is not smooth, even if you stumble, even if you stumble, even if you realize at night that the starry sky that used to be so sparkling is dim, but you learn to be open, to be free of loneliness, to accept and learn from different cultures, to change, to learn about different values, to become familiar with what used to be so strange, to become simple, to be at ease, to come to a natural place. The journey of brotherhood and brotherly love may become an eternal testimony to the most precious friendships, the countless laughs and cries, the meaning it gives to life
Perse3
There is a gap between the ideal and the reality, and when interest meets with the established track, how to go on with the dream, or to realize the original promise. I have hesitated, I have been depressed, and I have been impatient in the face of uncertain choices. I thank my parents for their love and understanding, and I am most fortunate to have all that you have given me to become an individual, without compromise, and to support the precious advice from the beginning, the warmest and safest feeling of reassurance, and the boldness to go beyond the occasional mountain that is hard to climb, but continue to move forward. At the crossroads of life, I don't stop for anyone, my feet follow the rhythm of freedom, my destiny is just a kind of encounter, and this song now sings all the feelings of the past, and when it comes back, I have the courage to accept it, and stick to it, the only attitude, and the music leads the way, sometimes stubborn, sometimes not caring, but always not knowing how to be satisfied, and I also try to race against time, deciding not to leave, and I used to blossom on a splendid stage, but I can't help but feel that the debt of childhood ignorance has become more serious now. I'm sorry that I can't do it all over again, I'm sorry that I'm only qualified to worship, I'm really looking forward to not having to rely on you anymore, to be the one who does what he or she wants to do, to understand that there are no accidents in destiny, and that you need to work hard to achieve everything, you need to pay for it, you need to wait for it, as long as your dreams are still alive
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Just as I opened my eyes and stepped into this world
Mother gave me life, now I'm left to fend for myself
It scares me that in my eyes everyone wears a mask
Looking back, is this how life continues?
I smoke so much my lungs are black
Just like the whole society is shrouded by the human heart
It is also black, and I carry the cross of predestination also longing for
Power paper and respect
I think that's probably the human nature
Buddhism says that worry is
Buddhists say, "Trouble is bodhi."
I don't want to talk about that for now
I wish I could go back to my mother's body
Mom, I'm sorry, I'm so mad at you all the time
You said that you regretted not having an abortion when I was born
Whenever I came home from school, I put down my heavy bag
The house was empty, and the only thing that remained was the scent of your perfume
Then I knew you were working late again that night
That's when the smell of your perfume hit the house. I had to work late again that night
I opened the fridge and took out the microwave for a cold dinner
Dad came home drunk at two in the morning
I woke up from sleep only to hear you guys arguing
I couldn't concentrate on my exams the next day
The teacher didn't like me, and I didn't like the teacher
I hated the uniforms, the school system
I hated the school system, and I hated the way the school was organized. I hate wearing uniforms, I hate the school system
I hate the face of the head teacher
I hate being tied down, that's true
Many people don't care about my attitude, they say I'm too cool
Police officers are not happy about it all, they've arrested me before
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck about what people say
They can say whatever they want, but what are they
No one has the right to hold me to his standards
I'm my own master, I don't care what people think of me
Or am I, a woman who loves her money, is only for a man to touch
A man who doesn't know how to use a condom, don't think of the children
Money. The power is great, but it can't be born or die
When will people with clenched fists unclench their hands?
**Life's a struggle
Life's a struggle
After savoring the joys and sorrows, there are endless troubles
Everyday, how many problems do you have to face
How many nights are there when the pain and the worries prevent you from falling asleep
The air of the courtroom's seriousness.
I was facing life in prison when I began to reflect
Behind the bars it was a very different scene
There was no peace in the eyes of the inmates
The one-inch pencils were writing in prison
The journals didn't depict the beautiful outdoors
Freedom was the vision they longed for
Freedom was the vision they had in their eyes
There was the vision they wanted. They see freedom as a longing
They keep a homemade weapon next to their pillows in case they are attacked at any time
Some suspect their wives are cheating on them
Some collect letters from family members one by one
Some rest almost 24 hours a day on their beds
Some are mentally disturbed because they can't stand the shock
They are not afraid to go to jail.
I remember the photo I found by accident one year
It showed my aunt performing oral sex on a man
It destroyed her image in my mind
I couldn't get over how lascivious the smile was in the photo
I resisted, a sense of unease and trepidation was present in my chest
I kept hearing the sound of agony roaring inside me
Life s a strangled life
Life s a strangled life
**Life s a struxgle Days still have to pass
After savoring the joys and sorrows, there are countless more troubles
Everyday How many problems do you have to face
How many nights are there when the pain and anguish prevent you from sleeping
No matter how far I go, no matter how far I go, no matter how far I go, no matter how far I go, no matter how far I go
It's kinda funny in people's eyes only money
Outwardly it seems like he wants to help you, but he just wants to help himself
Behind the smiling face, who knows that it's a wolf's heart
Even a friend can betray, because only fame and fortune can help him
What's the difference between a friend and a friend?
She says she loves you with a clear conscience
Maybe she loves you for what you have behind you
Have you ever been confused as to who is your friend or foe
The one who is down on you could be your best friend
Have you ever been in a situation where you need help the most
The one who is usually your best friend
The one who is always your best friend
The one who is always your best friend
The one who is always your best friend
The one who is always your best friend
The one who is always your best friend
Dear God, Great God, you can blame me for thinking ignorantly, but I'm just a human being
I don't believe in people, because people don't believe in me either, so don't ask me why
The best I can tell you is that this is who I am
Life is like the waves of the sea, sometimes high and sometimes low
Do you tell yourself to be strong through all the times
There are times you're not strong enough, and there are times when you're not strong enough
Are you not strong enough?
I look out from the rooftop of my destiny but I can't see the stars
The darkness of the sky presses down on my head so that I can't relax
I can't find a quiet corner in my heart
I can't sleep any longer, it's as if my conscience is laughing at me
It's saying, "There have been days and nights that mom used to wash her face with tears for you
Daddy, he was only concerned with his own opinion, and the flame of hope was only seen in the eyes of the people.
It was the haggard voice of my father when I picked up the phone
It wasn't hard to imagine what he was like even though I hadn't met him
It was just after I heard the news that he had recently lost his job
It was immediately after I heard the words of my grandmother that warned me that I must strive for excellence
I've given up on all the reasons I have to cry
Because I have long been accustomed to living in a cold and unfeeling world. I'm used to living in a cold, unforgiving reality
How do you start in life? How do you start to change?
When living in the mire, how can I wash my hands?
**Life s a struggle
Life s a struggle
After savoring the joys and sorrows, there are endless troubles
Everyday How many problems do you have to face
How many nights are there when you can't sleep because of the pain and worries...
**Life s a struggle
Life s a struggle
Life s a struggle
Life s a struggle
Life is a struggle.
After savoring the joys and sorrows, there are endless troubles
Everyday How many problems do you have to face
How many nights are there when the pain and the worries prevent you from sleeping...
This song is almost 2000 words. Not counting the repetitions. It's also 1672
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