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Once the spring goes, the beauty grows old, the flowers fall and the people die.

amghpzp.cnIt's difficult to sprint meters if you don't run the guard kilometer at ordinary times.All kinds of disputes, whether for the sake of ideas and wealth, or for the sake of the world.

However, each of us will leave this world sooner or later, and there is absolutely no hope of returning.Towards tomorrow, this is what I learned in primary school, but never towards yesterday.On the contrary, you keep showing off and fighting for momentum. In the end, you must fall.

Time sneaks away in the fingers. On the road of time, people are strange, but after a long journey, communication and conversation, people are familiar with and understand, but the long road of life is not only a few people. I can't get to know everyone and everyone. Some people just pass me by, which is a passer-by in my life; Some people may be willing to stop for me, accompany me to enjoy the scenery along the way, accompany me through the journey of life.Everyone grows up in different environments and experiences, so they have different values.

If you become strong enough, others can't refuse you; if you can command yourself, difficulties can't stop you, just change yourself first,

amghpzp.cnYou can change your world, change your life.Early in the morning, the dawn of autumn has come, the sun is scattered on the earth, and the cool wind makes us throw all our troubles away.

At the end of the woods, the distant scene of harvest leaped into my eyes.I went closer to see, see some cotton all open, revealing the snow like white cotton.

From the woods came a rustling sound, it is the fallen leaves, they are flying in the air, dancing gracefully to the ground.The grass on the playground is no longer as green as spring, but yellow. Deaf people pull their heads, and there is a kind of beauty in the distance.