我又累了,精神和肉体都累,
累得,不想跟人家解释所做的一切,
累得,不想自动去找别人,
别人想我时自然会找我,
累得,不想再当那个主动的,
累得,想休息个够。
珊,上。
累得,不想跟人家解释所做的一切,
累得,不想自动去找别人,
别人想我时自然会找我,
累得,不想再当那个主动的,
累得,想休息个够。
珊,上。
Life is about making Something out of Nothing at all. If you're able to do that, you're able to do Everything.
Life is like a flower, painted to perfection, yet at the end it wilts, fragile as it is, only the stem left unbroken.
Like the autumn leaves, we fall at times, only to find ourselves blown away by the wind, and thus we reach yet another place.