Turning over the dusty memories, I saw many identical selves in this ocean, and every point was familiar.

Looking back on our school days, looking back on the past, I was really short, but it was very short, but I felt very nostalgic. Suddenly feel a little sad, a little silent, don't want to talk to anyone, also don't want to think about the future. I just want to close myself up, there will be a short blank in my mind, and I will feel very empty in my heart, but every minute is difficult.

Sometimes I will be in a daze for no reason, staring at the sky and thinking, I don't know what kind of life I want. To put it mildly, I am like a dandelion floating in the air. I won't know my final direction until the wind comes. Not knowing the final destination is not free and easy at all, which is similar to blindness.

The more you grow up, the more lonely you are. Because you have more contact, the more you know. Slowly, you will understand the true meaning of reality, and you can only remain indifferent quietly. A heart is firmly locked by a lock. Lost the key, even if the people around you have been with you. There is always a diaphragm. Who doesn't feel lonely? A locked Hua Zhong, maybe, even you won't realize it, until one day reality teaches you to pull away. You will find out how lonely you are.

The more you grow up, the more lonely you get, isn't it?

I don't want to grow up! When I grow up, I understand my pain and try to bear it myself. This is called responsibility. I don't want to pass it on to others, just like a sentence by Shi Tiesheng: "Children's pain is doubled with their parents." You'll understand when you grow up. Only when you have the responsibility and know how to bear it can you be called an "adult". Two attractive words. When I grow up, I understand that there are some things that no one wants to share. What can those irrelevant words change? When I grew up, I saw it clearly. I stood beside me and changed a group of people called "friends". Each of us is just a passer-by in each other's life. Maybe we will walk together for a while, but maybe at the next fork in the road, we will part. When you are tired one day, look back at the road you have traveled, and the familiar taste is so beautiful. ...

In the eyes of parents, we will always be children. It is a generation that is always naive. Don't worry. Live your own life. But you must learn to grow up slowly.

Some people say that nostalgia for the past is dissatisfaction with the present, maybe!

Yes! The more you grow up, the more lonely you get.

Growth is inevitable for everyone, but we can look at it optimistically and believe that there will not be so much loneliness.

I think each of us should keep a pure childlike innocence, be more generous, not haggle with others, and not pretend to be ourselves. Will it be "lonely as you grow up"