Men may not shed tears lightly, and men may also feel sad and melancholic sometimes. Just like a woman's menstrual cycle, men sometimes hide and feel vulnerable alone, unwilling for others to see their wounds. Sometimes when I pass by a familiar street corner and see my familiar back, I suddenly think of someone's face. Sometimes, I find myself growing up overnight.
If I had never met in life, I would still be the same person. Occasionally, I would dream and then start running day after day, submerged in the hustle and bustle of this city. I don't understand, there is still such a person in this world as you. Only you can make people reminisce, and only you can make me intoxicated. If I had never met in life, I wouldn't believe that there is a kind of person who can never get tired of seeing, and there is a kind of person who feels warm once they meet.
I always thought that happiness lies in the distance, in the future that can be pursued. Later on, it was discovered that those who have embraced, the hands they have held, the songs they have sung, the tears they have shed, the people they have loved, and the so-called past, are happiness. In countless nights, the words we have said, the phone calls we have made, the people we have missed, the tears we have shed... the emotions we have seen or unseen have all passed by, and in the shuttle of time, everything has become eternal!
The third letter
Don't complain about your woman's ugliness, don't complain about not having a good father, don't complain about your poor job, don't complain about not being appreciated. There are too many disappointments in reality, even if life gives you garbage, you can still step on it and climb to the top of the world. The world only cares if you have reached a certain height, not whether you step on the shoulders of giants or on garbage.