I have been sad and cried. The injustice of complaining about others is just a dim star. But what can it do?
You blame God, and God knows who you are.
Yes, he can't find me, let alone be attached to me. But he still hurt me badly, even though he didn't know it. He made me lose, suffer, hurt, hesitate, feel sad and disappointed ... anyway, he hurt me too much. I hate it, but it's just in vain. What's the use?
"Why do you hate him? You should try to repay him and work hard. "
I snorted softly: "What? Repay him? What did he give me in return? Except for those injuries, those pains. "
Yes, you all say it so simply. God will take care of you, right? Wherever you go, you will attract others' attention and be welcomed by others. What about me? Maybe that narrow corner belongs to me. I will only stay where I belong. Because you won't let me blend in with you.
In the starry sky, I also silently stayed in my corner. Whether you can see it or not, even if I am not in the corner, I will not be found. The most common and inconspicuous.
Recall these. For a long time, I still blamed God. Why not let me shine and be noticed? Even if there is only a little bit, a little bit is enough.
Maybe I should really listen to them and try my best. They say hard work is the best way to attract God. If you work hard, God will kiss you, not hurt you. I should probably try. This is just an attempt. Even if we fail, what can we do? He hurt me many times.
From the very beginning, I began to listen to the most boring gobbledygook. After school, I have done my homework and reviewed it carefully for the first time. Exam, the first time I was nervous. Holding the test paper, smiling. He finally made me happy once. Maybe this is the reward.
I began to learn to get close to you and get to know you. I force a smile on my face. A knowing smile. Laugh happily. Finally, my star began to peel off its dim coat and shine a little.
I know, I still need to work hard. Perhaps, "hard work" is still amazing. He let God look at me for the first time. Just a glance is the greatest reward for my efforts. It takes a lot of effort to get God's loving eyes. How long will it take?
"Look. I said you should work hard and try to repay God, right? "
I am smiling.
Repay God, repay God ... Why repay him? Although he once pitied me, I earned it through hard work. Repay God, yes. Is it to repay those days when he didn't find me? Disappointment, pain, sadness, difficulties and obstacles. So many difficulties, so many painful kisses, I can't count how many invisible cuts he made in my heart. Finally, my heart is stronger. Isn't it?
Even if the world betrayed me, do I still have so much to betray the world for me?