For a while, my mood was particularly low. I always felt that I was living a step-by-step life every day. It was a waste of my life. I sent WeChat to complain with my friends and told her that I admire her to work hard in Beijing. But she bluntly said that she envied me more. A leisurely pace of life in my hometown.
The life of adults is really a bit strange. We always experience a kind of life, and we can't help but envy others who live in another way.
I have always been a very inferior but self-respecting person. In the process of growing up, I quietly envied many people.
I envied the girls in the same class with the pink bag of Minnie's pattern. I envied the same table that I had traveled with my parents in half a year since I was a child. I envied the top students who didn't have to take the college entrance examination and sent them to the famous school. I envied the unrestricted university house. Friends.
Later, I also envied the young people who rode all the way to Tibet, envied the folk singers who wandered to Lijiang, and envied the peers who worked hard in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen.
I quietly admire all life that is completely different from me, envy the comfort of luxury, and envy the courage of loneliness.