Crossing The Road Forward to a Wonderful Life

　　Always like a song, no reason, just like; always interpret a song, no excuse, just interpretation; always crazy about a song, no extravagant expectations, just obsession. Under the starlight, dance yourself, and the wind together; stage, sing themselves, and the heart together to fly; years, through the road forward to a wonderful life!

　　Life is a road, there is mud, there is a straight road, there are flowers, there are thorns, efforts to move forward to go farther; life is a tea, people are which water tea, there are ups and downs, tea leaves settled, tea fragrance overflowing; life is a book, the book of spring, summer, autumn, winter are all there, the book of joy, anger, sadness, and sorrow; life is a battle, to get the victory not only to have the strength and bravery, but also wisdom and strength. Life is a quiet lake with occasional ripples; life is a ray of sunshine that illuminates every inch of land. Life is wonderful; life is beautiful; happiness is infinite. Experience life, the aftertaste is endless.

　　Life is like a cup of coffee, bitter with astringent. There is bitterness and joy on the way to life, the term of office is to let life from bitterness, it is better to let life from joy.

　　Coffee is bitter, from which we can add more sugar, we can add milk. But what about life? Will life be like coffee with more sugar and more milk, and it will not be bitter? Life is spent on its own, is bitter or happy not by a little sugar a little milk can be solved, but by their solution.

　　The distant road, bumpy and rugged, difficult to predict, difficult to grasp, but the landscape is still, the heart is still; all the way to run, despite the toil, difficult to send, difficult to say, but no longer to start over, and can not return to the beginning; perhaps the more you go, perhaps the more you go, the more relaxed, perhaps the more helpless, but always have to go, keep going, always go forward.

　　Not afraid of strangers, not afraid of no road, because the foot is the road, next to the road is also the road!

　　Love is not a mood, but a feeling. The fact is that you will be able to get a lot more than just a few of these.

　　It's not that you can't forget, but you can't forget; it's not that you can't hurt, but it's always in the habit, in the life.

　　The truth is that there are no words but no words. The most sincere encounter in each other's years, the momentary throb, the full interpretation, has become a habit; each other, a cup of tea in each other's hearts, the momentary melting, the full flow, has turned into tears; each other, the eternal theme of each other's dreams, the bone-chilling feelings, the full surge, has condensed into life.

　　Maybe there is no tomorrow and no future, there is only the persistence of the heart, the heart of the frank, the heart of each other!

　　Dreams are a lonely trip. Despite the unreachable, bumpy and bumpy, as long as there is a dream, the footsteps will be easy; despite a few ridicule, a few questions, as long as there is a heart, the storm is a baptism; despite the bruises, painful, as long as there is love, everything is possible. Dream years, are monotonous also splendid; Dream life, is bitter is also sweet; Dream life, is natural, is more wonderful, beautiful!

　　Raise your head, gazing not at the distant sky, but your tears; close your eyes, listening not to the familiar song, but your own heart; reach out your hand, grabbing not the bone-chilling feelings, but the moonlight on the appointment of white hair. Running wildly in the rain, but damp the back behind the window; wild heartbeat, but can not stop the resolute footsteps; through the sky and earth call, but forever stirred in the other side of the heart!

　　In life, many things are being lost while getting. When I was a child, I longed to grow up, but after I grew up, I found that I lost my childhood; when I grew up, I longed for sweetness, but I often missed the freedom I once had after walking into the walled city; the journey of life, the scenery is infinite, but the heart can never return to the beginning.

　　Remember: face, not necessarily the saddest; lonely, not necessarily unhappy; get, not necessarily long. Cherish what you have, live with your heart, be frank and without regret, and go beyond the way forward to a wonderful life!