"I just can't figure out why he likes her and doesn't like me..." Miss Molly wiped off a drop of trembling tears and bit the makaron in her hand. "I really prefer that he chose a better person than me in the end, at least convinced me of my loss. What's this now? Is he blind or is she lucky? " We looked at her resentment and glanced knowingly. We remembered that she had failed to pursue the male god for three years. Now, as soon as she was easily picked off by others, she immediately tolerated her unforgiving unkindness. Miss Molly maliciously stretched out her slender jade finger. "The girl is about this high." she pointed to her shoulder. "It's about this strong." she drew twice her waist. "Her face is full of double chins! It's not beautiful at all, and she doesn't think it's smart." she turned her white eyes for three times, as if she was angry. "Even Wang Guowei didn't know that he was from the Qing Dynasty. He thought he was from the same age as Zhou Guoping. It's really a joke." Be docile and obedient bow and scrape, she concluded that "this girl is with him, it is definitely the kind of make complaints about obedient, so flowers are always inserted on cow dung." "So... You have to find your own cow dung." I teased her. "I don't disdain to be with those people," said Miss Molly with a disgusting look. "I know to discuss work, eat, drink, play and ball games all day. The person I like must have depth, can talk about life, the future and the soul mate of literature." She blinked her bright almond eyes. "I eat at a table with those men in the company every day and listen to them chat. I'm playing with my mobile phone. The information they chat for an hour is not as good as I brush for ten minutes, so I can see how much progress I've made." Despite the sudden bitterness and resentment after being lovelorn, Miss Molly is indeed an excellent beauty with both internal and external skills. Just because she looks like Qiu Shuzhen when she was young, with a pair of long legs and a pair of waistcoat thread, she can surpass most people of the same sex. However, she has a delicate heart under her skin. She can learn two foreign languages by herself, can arrange flowers, understand tea art and study well, No princess disease and glass heart. I felt a little sorry when I watched her disappear into the twilight. Sure enough, love depends on feeling and has nothing to do with whether she is excellent or not. Seeing Miss Molly's "rival" was in a mountaineering activity strongly invited by a friend. When I was in the car, I just sat in front of her. Out of curiosity, I couldn't help looking back and looking more. Although it's not as saltless as Miss Molly described, it's definitely a girl who can't be found if I fall into the crowd. She is not the kind of active and enthusiastic self familiar. She is even a little shy when the initiator asked everyone to introduce herself, and she is not the kind of considerate character. As soon as the car started, she found that she forgot to bring the kettle and hit the male god's head when reaching out to meet the paper towel handed by her neighbor. I have a little understanding of Miss Molly's unwillingness, and her big white eyes are all in my mind, "at least I'm convinced to lose..." The people on the bus soon began to chat. At first, it was always the female compatriots who were chatting gossip. A singer took drugs and a film star announced who was in love and who was in love. Later, the men were discussing the ball game, and a star was more optimistic about who in a season. They are all "shallow" topics that Miss Molly despises most. However, the girl talks with great interest. It can be seen that she is not an expert in a certain field, but she can jump out a little cold humor in time, so that the speaker doesn't have to be cold. When we were all exhausted, we passed a stream. She ran to it with a shout of joy. Without standing still, she immediately stumbled with an unsightly posture, then turned back and made a face at him, squatted by the stream, lifted the water and hummed. I immediately remembered Miss Molly's always elegant and calm posture and her comment on the middle school girls jumping hand in hand on the street, "childish, not dignified at all." When the girl raised her head, everyone was happy. She picked up a few red maple seeds from nowhere, tore them and pasted them on her nose. With her blue gray hat folded into an ox horn and her ferocious expression, she looked very much like the ox demon king. During the barbecue, she squatted casually like a man. While helping to light the fire, she smiled back and talked with others about the ranking of the world's top ten toilets. The smiling face was almost transparent in the sun. Inexplicably, people suddenly felt a sense of vitality, surging, simple, pleasant and relaxed. Such a feeling is that Miss Molly will never let people have. She will always sit upright, always wear a standard smile, maintain an elegant posture, and never squat by the stream to play with the water. She likes to discuss Kurosawa's films, Asimov's science fiction and Huang Bihua's novels. She never disdains those secular topics of eating, drinking and sleeping, I've never teased myself to entertain anyone. The autumn moon makes people feel beautiful, but the grounded baked sweet potato makes people feel happy. During the big adventure, someone asked the male god "tell me why you like XX." The male God replied without hesitation, "because she is an interesting person. She won't be depressed or bored with her." The girl blushed and teased him, "well, I thought you thought I was beautiful." It caused a kind laugh, "you are beautiful, the most beautiful girl is interesting." Do you think fun is more difficult than excellence? To be an excellent person depends on a hard work, a good voice and a good mind, while to be an interesting person requires a pair of childlike enthusiasm. The world we live in may give in slightly for your excellence, but it will never give way because of your childlike heart. Therefore, it is always easier to wear armor than to be honest with others, and it is always more difficult to believe and accept than to doubt and refuse. You have never been taught to be an excellent person, to cultivate both inside and outside, to have poetry and books, and to be graceful, but no one has ever taught you to be an interesting person and how to be an interesting person, so as to live this boring world into your own playground. I once saw a young man outside the children's palace. He looked only 15 or 16 years old. He was carrying a violin bag and looked like a little poplar, but his frown looked like an old man who saw through the world of mortals. On the grass in the distance, two puppies were playing happily and were very naive. He stopped and stood there watching, The young man held his head down for a moment, and was afraid of being driven away by something. When he grows up, he should become a very excellent person. I guess the world has a lot of talented young talents. But probably, he will never be that interesting person. Like Miss Molly, she is boring and lonely, looking for another excellent and boring soul. Most of their vitality has long been exhausted. In the daily struggle to maintain a mature and excellent exterior and with a lazy and childish heart, they have no spare power to love themselves and have no ability to open up and flow their vitality to others. You can work hard, be serious, be introverted, and be an excellent person in 11000 ways, but please don't give up your fun. Be curious about all unknowns and respect all differences. To accept and like yourself, no longer cover up any happiness, embarrassment, shyness and loss, do something grounded, and let yourself be happy with your heart, not your expression. Then use your surging vitality to awaken another person. Only when you become an interesting person can you meet another interesting person. Because fun is the highest level of excellence in life.

"I just can't figure out why he likes her and doesn't like me..." Miss Molly wiped off a drop of trembling tears and bit the makaron in her hand. "I really prefer that he chose a better person than me in the end, at least convinced me of my loss. What's this now? Is he blind or is she lucky? " We looked at her resentment and glanced knowingly. We remembered that she had failed to pursue the male god for three years. Now, as soon as she was easily picked off by others, she immediately tolerated her unforgiving unkindness. Miss Molly maliciously stretched out her slender jade finger. "The girl is about this high." she pointed to her shoulder. "It's about this strong." she drew twice her waist. "Her face is full of double chins! It's not beautiful at all, and she doesn't think it's smart." she turned her white eyes for three times, as if she was angry. "Even Wang Guowei didn't know that he was from the Qing Dynasty. He thought he was from the same age as Zhou Guoping. It's really a joke." Be docile and obedient bow and scrape, she concluded that "this girl is with him, it is definitely the kind of make complaints about obedient, so flowers are always inserted on cow dung." "So... You have to find your own cow dung." I teased her. "I don't disdain to be with those people," said Miss Molly with a disgusting look. "I know to discuss work, eat, drink, play and ball games all day. The person I like must have depth, can talk about life, the future and the soul mate of literature." She blinked her bright almond eyes. "I eat at a table with those men in the company every day and listen to them chat. I'm playing with my mobile phone. The information they chat for an hour is not as good as I brush for ten minutes, so I can see how much progress I've made." Despite the sudden bitterness and resentment after being lovelorn, Miss Molly is indeed an excellent beauty with both internal and external skills. Just because she looks like Qiu Shuzhen when she was young, with a pair of long legs and a pair of waistcoat thread, she can surpass most people of the same sex. However, she has a delicate heart under her skin. She can learn two foreign languages by herself, can arrange flowers, understand tea art and study well, No princess disease and glass heart. I felt a little sorry when I watched her disappear into the twilight. Sure enough, love depends on feeling and has nothing to do with whether she is excellent or not. Seeing Miss Molly's "rival" was in a mountaineering activity strongly invited by a friend. When I was in the car, I just sat in front of her. Out of curiosity, I couldn't help looking back and looking more. Although it's not as saltless as Miss Molly described, it's definitely a girl who can't be found if I fall into the crowd. She is not the kind of active and enthusiastic self familiar. She is even a little shy when the initiator asked everyone to introduce herself, and she is not the kind of considerate character. As soon as the car started, she found that she forgot to bring the kettle and hit the male god's head when reaching out to meet the paper towel handed by her neighbor. I have a little understanding of Miss Molly's unwillingness, and her big white eyes are all in my mind, "at least I'm convinced to lose..." The people on the bus soon began to chat. At first, it was always the female compatriots who were chatting gossip. A singer took drugs and a film star announced who was in love and who was in love. Later, the men were discussing the ball game, and a star was more optimistic about who in a season. They are all "shallow" topics that Miss Molly despises most. However, the girl talks with great interest. It can be seen that she is not an expert in a certain field, but she can jump out a little cold humor in time, so that the speaker doesn't have to be cold. When we were all exhausted, we passed a stream. She ran to it with a shout of joy. Without standing still, she immediately stumbled with an unsightly posture, then turned back and made a face at him, squatted by the stream, lifted the water and hummed. I immediately remembered Miss Molly's always elegant and calm posture and her comment on the middle school girls jumping hand in hand on the street, "childish, not dignified at all." When the girl raised her head, everyone was happy. She picked up a few red maple seeds from nowhere, tore them and pasted them on her nose. With her blue gray hat folded into an ox horn and her ferocious expression, she looked very much like the ox demon king. During the barbecue, she squatted casually like a man. While helping to light the fire, she smiled back and talked with others about the ranking of the world's top ten toilets. The smiling face was almost transparent in the sun. Inexplicably, people suddenly felt a sense of vitality, surging, simple, pleasant and relaxed. Such a feeling is that Miss Molly will never let people have. She will always sit upright, always wear a standard smile, maintain an elegant posture, and never squat by the stream to play with the water. She likes to discuss Kurosawa's films, Asimov's science fiction and Huang Bihua's novels. She never disdains those secular topics of eating, drinking and sleeping, I've never teased myself to entertain anyone. The autumn moon makes people feel beautiful, but the grounded baked sweet potato makes people feel happy. During the big adventure, someone asked the male god "tell me why you like XX." The male God replied without hesitation, "because she is an interesting person. She won't be depressed or bored with her." The girl blushed and teased him, "well, I thought you thought I was beautiful." It caused a kind laugh, "you are beautiful, the most beautiful girl is interesting." Do you think fun is more difficult than excellence? To be an excellent person depends on a hard work, a good voice and a good mind, while to be an interesting person requires a pair of childlike enthusiasm. The world we live in may give in slightly for your excellence, but it will never give way because of your childlike heart. Therefore, it is always easier to wear armor than to be honest with others, and it is always more difficult to believe and accept than to doubt and refuse. You have never been taught to be an excellent person, to cultivate both inside and outside, to have poetry and books, and to be graceful, but no one has ever taught you to be an interesting person and how to be an interesting person, so as to live this boring world into your own playground. I once saw a young man outside the children's palace. He looked only 15 or 16 years old. He was carrying a violin bag and looked like a little poplar, but his frown looked like an old man who saw through the world of mortals. On the grass in the distance, two puppies were playing happily and were very naive. He stopped and stood there watching, The young man held his head down for a moment, and was afraid of being driven away by something. When he grows up, he should become a very excellent person. I guess the world has a lot of talented young talents. But probably, he will never be that interesting person. Like Miss Molly, she is boring and lonely, looking for another excellent and boring soul. Most of their vitality has long been exhausted. In the daily struggle to maintain a mature and excellent exterior and with a lazy and childish heart, they have no spare power to love themselves and have no ability to open up and flow their vitality to others. You can work hard, be serious, be introverted, and be an excellent person in 11000 ways, but please don't give up your fun. Be curious about all unknowns and respect all differences. To accept and like yourself, no longer cover up any happiness, embarrassment, shyness and loss, do something grounded, and let yourself be happy with your heart, not your expression. Then use your surging vitality to awaken another person. Only when you become an interesting person can you meet another interesting person. Because fun is the highest level of excellence in life.