I always want to write something, but every time I give up halfway. I hope the things I wrote today can have an ending. After so many years of wandering outside, I still accomplish nothing today. I have formed a simple family, but indeed fail to provide my beloved one with a harbor where she can berth safely forever; in the workplace, I am still hesitating and don't know where my next station is; In my social circle, I think that there are indeed few bosom friends who can be relied on. Is everything destined by God and fate? Looking back at these years outside, I experience a lot of people and things, but most of the deepest memories are bitterness and sadness. I always want to move others with my sincerity and efforts, but only get ruthless ridicule in return. Am I really just a pawn in other's hands? I will say goodbye to my current company soon. Thinking about my former heartfelt contributions, it turns out to be such a result. I have no more tears to shed. Here, what I lost is not only the money that should belong to me, but also my dearest friend; I can earn money again, but can the friendship I lost come back? It's over. Leave firmly with physical and mental fatigue and the bounced checks given by others, never see them again, and never look back. The only sincere people in the world are cheats because he/she sincerely wants to cheat you. I am not a cheat, but I am sincere. However, my sincerity will not be given casually in the future. Forget it, forget those bitter memories, let everything go with the wind! This article source: 2012 Literature Network Related theme articles: Mood Language