Mood monologue

I don’t know when the view of some things begins to change gradually. It seems that life is no longer a one-way line. I always feel that life is very busy, but I don’t know how many really meaningful things fill it. I like to look up 45 degrees and look up at the sky, and I once hoped that I would never be simple and free from troubles. When I saw the beautiful blue, I would imagine that the Aegean Sea was right in front of my eyes, and I was bathing in the holy sunshine of the island of Santori. I thought autumn would always be beautiful, but it also had sadness. I thought I knew life, but I never thought that I was always fooled by life. I have no doubt at all that I love it, just like I once came to its embrace full of desire. I hope I know everything, but I am always stupid and ridiculous. I hope I can go back to the starting point, but I have already taken the circular bus of life unconsciously. Everything about me is still as simple as a piece of white paper, then I realized that I once hoped my life would be colorful. At first, I didn’t like others telling me in the tone of education that I had never experienced anything. It felt like the first half of my life was denied. But am I really up to now?! I have liked myself and hated myself, but I am still me. Many shortcomings, many imperfections. I can’t tell my three advantages in half a minute, but I can think of my many shortcomings in this short time. I am not confident enough and feel inferior in some aspects, but I never belittle myself. I know I will be better than I imagined. I often feel that I don’t know myself, but I know myself better than anyone else. Therefore, no one has more say than me. I recalled my childhood and time, just like I was sitting on a circular bus, and I began to look at myself from the perspective of bystanders, I found that everything seemed to return to the original point. It seems that I still hold my cheek and look far away, firmly believing that there must be a sea on the other side of the mountain. Even though I am often confused, I feel that there is no dream. It seems that I will still imagine those beautiful places. One day I will set foot on that land, even if I have never been anywhere. It seemed that I was still the little girl picking flowers in the summer afternoon, with a happy smile on her face, even though now I sometimes feel sad. It seems that I will grow up as beautiful as Anne, make mistakes, but still stand tall and straight. I often think that if a person can survive the posture of a tree, it is the most successful. He is steadfast, downward and downward, believing that there is a sun in the center of the Earth. I also hope that I can, but maybe all the confused experiences are inevitable, as long as you are not stagnant. Maybe I can do a lot of things. Even though I don’t know what it is, one day, life will tell me what attitude I should take. You will know why you are you.

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