Yes, I just want to live with a filter. ...

I prefer to beautify my life with my hands rather than the naked reality.

Maybe I'm vain, but I'd rather pretend that I'm doing well.

In recent days, I have dominated the circle of friends. Later, I have restrained myself and sent two a day.

I spent a lot of time retouching and adding filters, just to let others say, it's beautiful, where to play? Wait a minute. Praise.

You ask me why, I don't live for others.

Yes, I don't live for others. I just want to take me out in the future. I am beautiful.

But that's not true,

In fact, the sky is not so blue, the water is not so clear, and even ...

I'm not that happy either.

I have met many people who take wedding photos. One second, they are still waiting for various scenes. The next second, the photographer said, come on, smile sweetly. Was she really happy at that moment? Actually, not necessarily.

Just because it looks good, there is temperature in memory.

Some people like to share their lives in the circle of friends, and many people say that the circle of friends wastes a lot of our time.

Some people say that the circle of friends is just a way to express themselves, and naturally some people say that the circle of friends will only show off in the end.

Some people like to dominate the screen, while others don't like to send dynamic messages.

Attitude towards life, that's all.

I wasted a lot of time taking pictures, then selected some beautiful ones, retouched them, then typeset, edited them and sent them to my circle of friends. Brushing teeth seems boring, but I like it very much.

You call me a showman, but I just want someone to share it with.

I took a very nice photo, turned it over and sent it only to my mother. However, she didn't reply to me, and then I sent a message. Then there is a lot of news, maybe praise or comments. Friends who don't usually chat much will say a few words in the comments.

Some people think my photos are very nice,

But it is not only a filter for photos, but also a "filter" for life.

My friends say I am an angel of positive energy, and I always seem to be optimistic.

Yes, I turned my life into a series of jokes.

Manually remove helplessness, fatigue, negative energy,

The photographer they admire is nothing more than me looking for a place to put my mobile phone and delay taking selfies. There are bridges to go up the railings, stones to go up the stones, steps to go up the steps and someone to help me find my own angle with my mobile phone. Add a post-editing filter.

After taking hundreds of photos, I finally saw the general idea in my circle of friends.

But there are all kinds of plans behind all carelessness.

I don't want to show off how beautiful my scenery is and how good the places I have been.

I just want to say that I'm doing fine.

But in fact, I just toss around and take various roads, because the price of seafood is bargained with vendors, because I want to save some money by walking without taking the bus, get lost, use my mobile phone to navigate, take many wrong roads, stay up late when I am tired, and get up early the next day. Afraid of tanning, apply sunscreen twice a day, and your freshly washed hair will be oily as soon as you go out.

I will meet many rude people and warm-hearted friends.

But I'd rather be envied by others for my looks than complain about my negative energy.

I would rather let people think that my life is easy than let you think that I am half miserable.

Some friends envy me and say that you have been to many places. Indeed, since I went to college, I have been to many places, far and near. Indeed, I will buy anything I want, such as the SLR for this holiday.

But I can earn almost a mid-range and junior SLR by working in a holiday.

Life is an excuse for the weak, and luck is a modest word for the strong.

I don't mind you saying that I come from a good family, and I don't mind that you think I live too easily.

But I am particularly concerned about groaning in public or crying in public. I can tell someone you trust in private. Once published, it often means that the listener is not interested.

A while ago, two girls in the same department openly tore up the following comments because of a boy.

I saw it this morning, and then I secretly believed the girls I knew.

Later, a roommate asked me, "Did you see XXX and XXX torn because of XXX?"

Inevitably, it has directly become a topic of discussion after dinner. One person said this, another said it wasn't the other, and another said, I told him what happened.

Besides, how can two people meet in the future, and why do they want to gossip about others?

Since life is shared, there should be no distinction between good and bad. It doesn't matter what I say.

Of course, I have to say that you are happy.

Just like some people like to tell everyone about trivial things at home, both good and bad.

Some people just like to report good news instead of bad news, and everyone laughs as if there is nothing to worry about.

Different values cannot be mentioned in the same breath.

It's just that I want to keep my pride and strength. Even if I am crying silently at the moment, I want to cry beautifully.

Girl, don't be so strong, so who hurts?

But people who know can always see your weakness through your disguise.

There's a line in "Spring is bursting": "A person pretends to be happy, but his voice can't be faked. You just need to listen carefully. "

Show weakness in front of people you trust, otherwise, you are a joke.

Even if others sympathize with you again, it's just listening to a story. When your interpersonal relationship has not reached a certain stage, wasting other people's time to listen to your story is just adding trouble to others and meaningless to you.

Slowly, we will find that there are fewer and fewer people to discuss. We have our own lives and formed independent values. In the past, we always discussed with our friends when buying clothes. Maybe you can only decide for yourself to buy a suite in the end. Perhaps, this is also the price of growth.

As we grow up, we change from worrying to worrying about others, and from worrying to reassuring.

We began to say to our parents, "Don't worry." Say "don't worry" to your friends.

We will start to be strong, or look strong.

Do you think I want to? I also want to be the child who cries when she falls, and the girl who finds a shoulder when she wants to cry. But the fact is that we have all grown into adults who give people help and support.

As a friend, I would rather envy you happiness to death than see you have a little misfortune.

As myself,

I'd rather add a little filter to my life than say with tears that I'm fine.

Even if it's hypocrisy, even if the mask is a little hard.

But I am willing to use this little effort to get that little pride.

I am willing to exchange that little lie for a little peace of mind of the person I love.

good night

dear