Nothing but noise in the world of make do with a person's life.
Thought of all the efforts on their own work, you can get some comfort. But perhaps my personality out of tune with the world, I may look like a hedgehog covered with spines, I have no land to the kind of a Jincan Can the fruits of success there would be no natural cause and to be cited Proud of the achievements.
Struggling for several years, and I was many years ago that I, unknown, ordinary and simple.
So in the eyes of many people, I would have been age is not a small woman in this world is an out-and-out losers. No cause, no family, no bed of roses, like, people applauded.
I admit that my mediocre, but I admit that I am not a failure. Maybe I like a snail, when other people have reached heaven, I'm still trying to crawl on the road. But I never give up, even if I like a little of the grass, but I still have my own dreams, there is a desire of a better. .......
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