生命不息,奋斗不止!只要相信,只要坚持,只要你真的是用生命在热爱,那一定是天赋使命使然,那就是一个人该坚持和努力的东西,无论梦想是什么,无论路有多曲折多遥远,只要是灵魂深处的热爱,就会一直坚持到走上属于自己的舞台!
Where there is life, there is struggle! As long as you believe, as long as you insist, as long as you really use your life in love, it must be a natural mission, that is, a person should insist on and work hard, no matter what the dream is, no matter how tortuous and far away the road, as long as it is the love of the soul, it will always stick to the stage of their own!
Where there is life, there is struggle! As long as you believe, as long as you insist, as long as you really use your life in love, it must be a natural mission, that is, a person should insist on and work hard, no matter what the dream is, no matter how tortuous and far away the road, as long as it is the love of the soul, it will always stick to the stage of their own!
这个世界根本不存在“不会做”、“不能做”只有“不想做”和“不敢做”,当你失去所有依靠的时候,你自然就什么都会了。
There is no such thing as "can't do", "can't do", only "don't want to do" and "dare not do" in this world. When you lose everything to rely on, you will naturally know everything.
There is no such thing as "can't do", "can't do", only "don't want to do" and "dare not do" in this world. When you lose everything to rely on, you will naturally know everything.
牛博超话岁月温柔似水,时光静默如初,心意还在二月流连,季节已辗转至三月。微风渐暖,鸟语花香,春水初生,春林初盛,心事,是那一页春色中的幽梦琴心,美好,是那伶仃烟雨里的春心荡漾。当时光阑珊入梦,岁月清浅入海,不妨听一场春雨,赏一次花开。愿都能在新的季节,倚在春的门廊,看时光之书,话未来可期。过去的就让它飘散如烟,离开的就随它顺其自然。不必伤感,也无需挽留,以崭新的姿态,拼搏更好的生活,以淡然的情怀,去拥抱春色归来。愿今天的匆匆,换得来,明日的从容。愿嘴角带笑,心无羁绊,怀揣梦想,在俗世烟火中掸起一瓢诗和远方。
Niu Bochao words years are gentle like water, time is silent as the beginning, the mind is still lingering in February, the season has been turned to March. The breeze is getting warm, the flowers of the birds, the spring water is born, the spring forest is sheng, the mind, is that page in the spring dream harp heart, beautiful, is the spring heart ripples in the rain. At that time, the light fell into a dream, the years are shallow into the sea, may wish to listen to a spring rain, enjoy a flower. May all in the new season, lean on the porch of spring, read the book of time, the future can be expected. Let the past drift away like smoke, leave it as it is. No need to be sad, no need to retain, with a new attitude, struggle for a better life, with indifferent feelings, to embrace the return of spring. May today's hurry, change, tomorrow's calm. May the mouth smile, the heart is unfettered, with a dream, in the secular fireworks to dust up a scoop of poetry and distance.
Niu Bochao words years are gentle like water, time is silent as the beginning, the mind is still lingering in February, the season has been turned to March. The breeze is getting warm, the flowers of the birds, the spring water is born, the spring forest is sheng, the mind, is that page in the spring dream harp heart, beautiful, is the spring heart ripples in the rain. At that time, the light fell into a dream, the years are shallow into the sea, may wish to listen to a spring rain, enjoy a flower. May all in the new season, lean on the porch of spring, read the book of time, the future can be expected. Let the past drift away like smoke, leave it as it is. No need to be sad, no need to retain, with a new attitude, struggle for a better life, with indifferent feelings, to embrace the return of spring. May today's hurry, change, tomorrow's calm. May the mouth smile, the heart is unfettered, with a dream, in the secular fireworks to dust up a scoop of poetry and distance.
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