My story

There are many sleepless nights, I miss my youth.

Remember, it does not mean regret or dissatisfaction with the present.

Simply a feeling, there is something missing in me.
Actually, people are greedy. This, the whole world knows.

So the pursuit of luxury is a luxury.

I look at my single friends.
They go around and do everything they want.

They jumped into the sea.
Enjoy the whole thing.
Because they do not have a lot of worries.
I, in every step of my life, are full of responsibilities.

A trip abroad, never dare to go more than 3 days.
Every time we go away, we are low, stand up sit down, call back to the children many times.

In adolescence, love with a man, occupy most of the time in life.

Partly because I'm afraid of loneliness.
Part I think, I can not be alone.

Love for lonely young people is always like an invisible salvation.

Now, I no longer worry about what I think about twenty.
Rice rice money still have to earn.
But keeping the man, no longer has to think.

What, when younger than this, was a great psychological burden. Now it's simple.
I have new worries ... For example, what do you eat, how sick are you at school have you bully children? How do you treat your children? That kind of thing!

At 20 years old, the idea of ​​people spending money to buy 100 million bags is crazy.
Almost 30 years old, he became one of those crazy guys who made such hundreds of millions of dollars.

I suddenly realized that there are things that are not inherent.
What you hate, you may love.
What you love, will someday be bored.

But these things, only true to the "hobby"
Not quite right with my heart.

Because sincerity is hard to move.
You can not love a bag like a lover.
But can love someone, even his own life.

I know myself,
There are too many changes.
It's still free,
But dare not choose freedom,
Because of the freedom and the family, the family is better than all. Want to fly jump, but fear height. That is how it is.

It is no longer like the 20 girl despite everything in life to do as you like.
Sometimes remember the infinite journey but not enough motivation to go.

Even so, I'm not jealous of those who dare throw things away just for themselves.
Because I know they are different from me. All of us, are different.
In mind.
In action.

There are people in the universe, they just see themselves.
To me, the universe around me, is a lot of other people. In the vast universe, there is my world. In my little world, there are families that need me more than all.

I know what is most important to me.
Feeling lucky, because I always know.
It means that we are always alert.

Never because of desire to shake off.
Never because of desire to lose the mind.
After all, living on life, knowing who you are is important. Knowing what is important to you, to make choices without remorse, is also important.

If you can not choose the step.
Then I choose to stay
Stay in the happiest way possible.

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