The wind in March, with coolness. Warm sweaters, warm body, warmth is the heart. Give yourself some time, one deadline, before you leave, adjust yourself, body, and mood. Although I don't like constraints, although I don't like the deadline, I understand that sometimes it is necessary. I learned to make happy and don't let sadness will no longer, but think about it, it should be all of life, lack of who, it is not satisfactory, so it is in paid.
One year spent similar, each year is different. Growing up in the years of the years, bringing, harvest, is also lost. Harvest, lost, only you know, but as long as you understand, it doesn't matter. Too much care, I am afraid that I will only make myself more sad, the essence of life is to grate, gratitude. Forgotten all the sadness, I am grateful to all people who have appeared. The essence of life is to please yourself. We are all dusty people, unique people.
