Looking at the white dragonflies, forgot to move forward in the air, but also can not be re-woven torrent of memories in the mind.看着那白色的蜻蜓,在空中忘了前进,还能不能重新编织,脑海中起毛球的记忆。
You gotta look for the good in the bad, the happy in your sad, the gain in your pain, and what makes you grateful not hateful. 你要在糟糕里寻找美好,在悲伤中寻找快乐,在痛苦中寻找收获,还要寻找那些让你充满感恩而不是恨意的东西。
Sometimes you have to kind of die inside in order to rise from your own ashes and believe in yourself and love yourself to become a new person. 有时候,你不得不在心如死灰一般之后,从灰烬中涅盘,相信自己,并成为一个全新的自己。