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Some where ,some time ,somebody
On Life
--- Are we still as happy as we were
Every time when I open my photo album,I could not help myself turning to this page,where I have all the photos of my middle school friends,where I could always find many young,innocent and smiling faces.However,this is also the moment that I begin to get sentimental as I always wonder how many of those beautiful children,after they have grown up,are still keeping smile on their faces,and how many of them are still as happy as they were?
As we go through our lives,sometimes we gain yet other times we lose.From a child to an adult,we lose more yet gain less,we suffer more yet enjoy less.No matter how nagtive and pessimistic it sounds,if we have a look at ourselves,we might understand it is true.Girls learn to look after their body figure that they may willingly scarifice their right to enjoy good food forever.Boys' ambitions for their own businesses make them voluntarily scarifice their time of being with their families.Very shortly they will long for a completely "half-fits-half",pure,beautiful,perfect and passionate love,that is when they start to suffer more.Jealousy,hatre and prejudice will be planted into their minds,which were so beautiful and pure as jade when they were little kids.Emptiness,unhappiness and loneliness will soon come after and take up the places where used to be naivete,happiness and satisfaction.
When we are growing up,what have we been doing to ourselves Who has taken hold of us :who has stolen our happiness away and who has injected frets into our lives?Where are those smiling faces gone?Where are those worriedless times gone
Maybe when we get more suffering,we grow up.
Maybe when we have grown up,we sacrified our happiness.
Maybe when we have sacrified most of our happiness,we are getting old..
Life Is A Battle From Cradle to Grave.
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提问时间：2020-06-28

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手译的,楼主,看着办吧! On Life --- Are we still as happy as we were ?我们仍然像我们以往那样快乐吗? Every time when I open my photo album, I could not help myself turning to this page, where I have all ...