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Suddenly, it is a terrible thing to grow up. It is that people keep on practicing themselves in the long river of time, constantly changing themselves to adapt to this society Parliament Cigarettes, and constantly writing your life. Time is terrible, life is also, we may still have what kind of innocence, what so-called "naive", hope to find a place in this complex society Cigarettes Online. Everything is going to be like a world, as if everything happened yesterday. Yesterday we drank together and talked about our dreams with unbridled courage and a beautiful future together Cheap Cigarettes. But slowly I found out that I was wrong, and the wrong ten separation spectrum, our life is constantly calculating our own life Cigarettes For Sale, and has not stopped for a while. So ours has been the past tense of memories. How I wish we could keep that ignorance, that mouth is unobtrusive, that confidence we have all proud of. Can continue those stupid behaviors, not for all the crazy running, desperate to speak freely. When we understand and understand, we have already passed the time and have not been able to understand each other. When we can't speculate on each other's ideas, we have grown up. There are years of scum on my face, and there is a sweaty old man in my hand. We have grown up and grown up so that I can understand slowly that this is not only a continuation of responsibility, but also a beginning of loss. In the process of growing up, I have given you the confidence of life and the courage to lose. Therefore, we can now face calmly, face all the unknown things, face up to those who are about to lose, you make me love and hate, and I am always confused, I don't know if your progress is happy or worried. But you are strong, and your personal will can't change your own flowers and trees. It can't stop you from doing so, so I only learn to taste and accept in the world of mixed tastes. When I grow up (continued), I feel powerless, feel helpless, and feel lonely. I don't know where to start, and I don't know where to go. I don't know if the difference in life is going forward or backward. I don't know if the confused choice is right or wrong. Too many unknowns and confusions accompany me, weaving into a confused big net, and I am surrounded by little by little. Many times I feel that laughing or not laughing is no longer a measure of happiness. It is also impossible to speculate on people's joy, anger, sadness, and joy from the expression. Maybe this is growing up. But the time of falling asleep, the longer it grows, the more it is aftertaste, the aftertaste of quarreling, the lollipop of quarreling, the meticulous care, the careful cooking of a pot of mud, the recollecting, the unpredictable childish childhood. Growing up, now it is synonymous with fear. The fear in my heart, often uneasy, erodes the once pure heart. But what can we do? How can you resist the real society, so you only have to "enjoy". "Enjoy" the commitment, "enjoy" our rebellion. As time went by, we grew up a little bit, we put away the childish and innocent, we packed the innocence, slowly "going old" and a little bit "old, often thinking, I often Ask, the so-called life, is not to use all of my life in exchange for the various aspects of life, let me taste the joy of love, the sorrow of separation, the pain of thinking. Let me sink in history, let me die in memories. Growing up (final) growth is a process we must go through. We have no way to stop the beginning and end of time. There is no way to prevent the annual rings from climbing our forehead. There is no way... we have grown up, maybe only go to the barber shop. To shave a bald head back to childhood, perhaps only to savor the sweetness of a lollipop to commemorate the lost youth, maybe we still have a future future, we don��t know; the distance is long. I have no longer cared about it. Now we just want to be good now, trying to keep those who can't stay, trying to catch what we wanted to have, trying to find those. We have already lost. In the crowds of the society, we are constantly seeking the harbor that can be sheltered from the wind, constantly chasing the so-called ��name and profit��, but when we really have it, we are afraid that we can��t be self-sufficient. Only in the heart of self-venting, alone. The road to success is lonely and lonely, and the road to growth is not bad. We always consider at the fork, how to choose, what kind of road to choose what kind of scenery, we step by step Be cautious, but never look up and look around, stop the fast pace to appreciate the scenery along the way. When we understand and understand, it seems that we have already missed the growth and the "get" and "lost" Repeatedly doing multiple-choice questions, constant calculations, and repeated repetitions, to consolidate the pace of our every step forward Marlboro Red.

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