Close the window, I can refuse the wind.
Put the umbrella, I can refuse the rain.
Is life happiness? Is life lost? We can refuse the wind, refuse to rain, but it is difficult to resist melancholy, it is invisible, and it is not inconsistent. Pensions are often accompanied by loss and setbacks. In the life of the waves, the water wave is not unresolved, we still have to love every ordinary day from us, and all kinds of frustrations are difficult to avoid, so we only have to learn to find one in melancholy. The way of breeding, to evolve the haze over the heart, just as we must try to face and tolerate the wind and rain in life.
Melad is accompanied by growing, it can't reject it without rejection.
