Today's Picks
Swipe left or rightThe happiness of life is not about having a car, a house, money, or power, but about being carefree and free from illness and disaster.
Happiness is not having everything, but having what you want right by your side.
I'm just one stroke away from the peak of my life, a huge sum of money I don't know the amount of.
One ought to know a bit about music. My specialties in playing instruments and singing are: Bragging (blowing cowhide), holding others back (pulling hind legs), messing around (playing the lute randomly), and being contrary (singing off-key).
Ruined by the internet. Before, I just silently lived my own bitter life. Now it's great, I have to watch helplessly as others live good lives.
I've envied many people, but I love the ordinary me even more.
Mom says: Rest should be as important as work, or even more so — just like a phone must be charged.
Mom says: When you are at your weakest, the strongest version of you is preparing to make an appearance.
You are getting weaker and weaker because you have been too comfortable
Taking pride in showing off one's connections
Because there's nothing left to say about personal ability
Apart from boasting at the drinking table
Life holds no sense of achievement
Always lecturing juniors from a senior's high horse, yet never succeeded in life themselves
Habitually asking others for help
Too lazy to even say thanks
Self-learning ability degenerates to zero
A lecherous face
Telling dirty jokes regardless of the occasion
Making the atmosphere awkward in a weird way
Youth is just a slice of watermelon
The first two bites
Are the sweetest
The biggest secret to staying young
Is not losing weight or slimming down
But lying about my age
Goji berries
Buying a cartoon-patterned vacuum flask
Is my last bit of youth
Today I~
Watch snow drift by in the long night~
No matter how old
Everyone loves
The hairstyle they had at eighteen
Wei
Wei
When answering the phone
Those who say 'wei' in the second tone are struggling youths
Those who say 'wei' in the fourth tone are greasy middle-aged men
Stop learning
And still think you know everything
The peak of knowledge stays at the end of the college entrance exam
Young people today are like dandelions
Not only drifting and unsettled
But also with a gust of wind
They leave just like that
How much longer can I use youth as an excuse
Hypocrisy oozes from head to toe
To others, only three-tenths of truth I show
In every matter, a hundred benefits I know
Given up on pursuing my appearance
Disheveled and slovenly
Too lazy to even take selfies
Always fantasizing that I'm a charming successful man in women's eyes, not knowing she's already endured it into internal injuries
Lost passion
No more vigor
Feeling exhausted all day long
Starting to become a homebody with a kind heart
Always wanting to stay at home
Becoming quite thick
Especially around the belly
Servility grows heavier and heavier
Wronged, one only bows and scrapes
No longer daring to even think of slamming the desk and quitting
You are getting weaker and weaker because you have been too comfortable
