Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

Chapter 23 (Yao)

I used to have the spirit of the book business when I was young, and I also had the perseverance to not yield to others. However, the situation changed, and the reality finally smoothed the edges and corners of me. I learned to handle things smoothly and to restrain myself properly, but I still do not forget in my heart and yearn for success. .

No one has ever said that your success must be recognized by others, and you don't need to be known by everyone. Everyone praises you. The standard of success is already in my heart.

Over the years, I have gone through many hardships, ups and downs, and what I have been struggling to support is my belief in going forward.One day when you grow up, you will understand all my difficulties and differences. (September 2020, 9)
If memories can be drunk, the past can be a hangover.

Memories seem to have the power to overwhelm everything. Just thinking about them makes other things lose their taste.

The wine is sweet, and the memories can be sweeter.

It is the novelty of the first encounter, the joy of the first acquaintance.

It is the kindness of walking side by side and returning home under the sunset, it is a smile of similarity, it is the clear light that cannot be covered by the spring rain.

The wine is strong, and the memories are even stronger.

I still remember when the flowers were angry and the horses were angry. When I saw Chang'an one day, I was frivolous and unrestrained.

I still remember that I once sang to the moon, and the wind and waves will sometimes be full of hope.

I also remember the thousands of miles of smoke when we parted, and Mu Mi was very deep and Chu Tiankuo.

Also unforgettable when he was disappointed when the nine gates were blocked, and those who closed the gate with the forehead were angry.

Wine is weak, and memories are also weak.

Not only do we know that there are feasts in the world that do not go away, we also know that the ancients were so reluctant to give up day and night.

Time will dilute everything.

Joy or grievance, the sake sips in the throat and laughs.Talk about jumping out of the three-foot bar, and you will find that the world is big enough to hold everything.

Always smiling and happy.

(End of this chapter)