When I reach middle age, I often think deeply slowly in the dead of night. What kind of woman am I? What should I do is the most suitable for myself and the happiest myself? Once, I had longed for the beauty of the future for countless times. I longed for the ease of life with those who loved each other before and after the flowers, and walked hand in hand. Of course, I still failed to do so far. Once, for the sake of children and families, I forgot that I was a little woman, ignoring my body and youth. Zhang Ailing once said: when love comes, of course it is also happy. However, this kind of happiness needs to be paid, and we also need to learn to accept disappointment, pain and parting. Since then, life is no longer pure. I also said: disappointment is sometimes a kind of happiness, because I have expectations, I will be disappointed. Because there is love, there is expectation, so even if you are disappointed, it is also a kind of happiness, although this kind of happiness is a little painful! Yes, women are born fools. In order to live a better life in the future, they are reluctant to buy the clothes they like and waste the money they feel they shouldn’t spend on themselves. They are reluctant —— one day, I found a lot of things that I couldn’t believe, and all my reluctance suddenly turned into a big irony to myself! Sleepless night after night, disappointment, grievance, melancholy, regret —– Finally, I realized that the most reliable thing in this world is myself. In the future, I will live for myself well! Sometimes, if you love a person and a family, you will be humble in the dust. However, people who are loved often don’t appreciate it and don’t know how to respond. They still hurt and trample unscrupulously. In front of love, there are always people who are confident and weak. Love will quietly lose its original flavor in time. In today’s fragile times, we are too spoiled for men. We only know that we work hard every day to cook delicious meals for him and wash clothes every day. Maybe you are too good, men will feel that life is unchangeable and boring. So I slept in different dreams, and ran in opposite ways, so I endured —– gradually I learned not to cry, not to make noise, to be silent, to turn a blind eye, to be kind to myself, to cherish myself and to be heartless. I admit that being a, maybe, we don’t understand the wind, flowers, snow and moon, and don’t understand the poetic meaning, but we still keep trying our best to do well and do well! Only through personal experience can people know cheating, the feeling of pain, the endless joys and sorrows, the reality in the thin and cool, the smile in the pain, perhaps, women are originally falling, it is destined to live in others’ opinions, expectations and demands. Maybe life is like this. Life is just like flowers bloom and fall, and life is full of grass and trees in autumn. I am sober, enlightened and rested on the cliff. I am myself, looking for my original innocence, pursuing my inner voice, and letting go as I should, go your own way. If there is a next life, I must be a woman with a lingering temperament. The little bird is like a human being, laughing at the flowers blooming and falling, getting old and unable to walk, lying in a rocking chair with children and grandchildren on their knees, listen to me about the past —- midnight, time, flowers, fallen leaves, music, tassels gently at the fingertips, the shallow words left my mottled memory without complaint or regret! Women need to live with dignity and dignity. Only in this way can they support a blue sky of their own, which is the most wonderful life! Now I want to let women’s names not be called the weak, and understand that I should cherish life, every smile, every breeze, and every flowery fragrance. Come on, woman, let’s face the sunshine, the glow is shining!

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