I am not RMB, so I know someone will hate me.
I used to feel praised by others, but I am really talented and powerful. It took many years to understand that others have good intentions in their hearts.
I used to think that others would help me, but I am really lucky to have a noble person. It took many years to understand that others have compassion in their hearts.
I have made some achievements, and I am complacent, thinking that I have to rely on my own efforts. It took many years to understand that it was just that I had been walking and reached a turning point where the weather was right and the people were at peace.
I try to be a perfect person, so that everyone will like me. It took many years to realize that this was really the bloodiest futility.
How many people in this world like you, but you just live a life that he agrees with.
How many people in this world don't like you? It's just that you happen to live out the negative and malicious look in his heart.
Everyone's heart is rolling with thousands of shapes, so how can people be liked by everyone?
Let everyone like it, there is only one possibility, appearing in the eulogy of the memorial service. People can't toss and turn, and they can't change. The final verdict and eulogy are all merits and memories, which make the gods cry and shake the sun and the moon.
Knowing this, I began to respect myself and try to live a good life.
Say what you want to say and be with the person you like.
As far as possible, don't be wronged by yourself. If you don't like it, just shut up and stop pandering.
The exception is when you make money. When making money, you need to say something that doesn't violate your conscience. You can be wronged because you have money to comfort your balance.
Against conscience, no matter how much money.
I'm not going to change either. When I was young and frivolous, I just wanted to live to be forty and die. So, now that I have lived for more than forty years, every day is a earned day, and there is nothing to be afraid of.
Every day is earned, and only by living comfortably can we be worthy.
Everyone who likes me, that's because I saw his inner love for himself and erased all kinds of masks of life disguise. We met, blinked, and said to ourselves: I confirmed my eyes, and I was right.
People who don't like me, then leave. A day is so short and running so fast is not enough for the person you like, and there is no extra time to allocate to irrelevant people.
Why do you sometimes write articles to curse people? That's just another way to shout at people with the same frequency in the vast sea of people. The person who was scolded was cannon fodder after the fireworks exploded.
In order to survive, it is not easy to disguise yourself. The online world has put itself in a correct position.
The song of gathering began and the song of parting ended.
Then, those who stay, let's have a glass of our favorite wine.
Those who leave, walk faster, don't send them.