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.
The wind still blows
The flowers still bloom
The sun still rises
But some things
Have already changed
No matter how cold the day is,
live with vigor and warmth
In an unfortunate year, there is still much to be grateful for
May it be not only spring that arrives as promised, but also you, safe and sound after the pandemic.
The battle against the epidemic continues
Stay vigilant at all times
All healing
comes from self-healing
What holds us together
is half fear
and half hope
The confusion of this generation's youth
Is being unable to find an excuse to remove each other's masks
Thus missing the first kiss
After tutoring my kid with homework
I finally realize
How restrained my mom was
When she beat me back then
Particularly afraid of the cold—whether it's the weather or someone's attitude.
One less word, afraid of regret
One more word, afraid of disturbance
We treat each other harshly
Yet claim this is honesty
In my indifference, half is shyness, half is inferiority
Afraid of loneliness and the dark
Yet used to staying up late
You were never successful in the first place, so what is there to fear about failure
You are not trapped by reality
You are trapped by 'your thoughts'
Language is such a thing:
Powerless when expressing love,
Yet razor-sharp when hurting others.
The kite is also afraid of heights, but it trusts the one holding its string
Don't be afraid of failure
Because no matter what
Everyone is waiting to laugh at you
Don't just wait for the storm to pass
Learn to dance in the rain
The wind still blows
The flowers still bloom
The sun still rises
But some things
Have already changed
