#CATTI# #晚安#
真正的朋友给你完全的自由做自己– 特别是去感觉,或者不去感觉。不管你当下有了什么感觉,他们都没有问题,这就是真正的爱– 让一个人呈现他真正的样子。
A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself – and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to – letting a person be what they really are.
真正的朋友给你完全的自由做自己– 特别是去感觉,或者不去感觉。不管你当下有了什么感觉,他们都没有问题,这就是真正的爱– 让一个人呈现他真正的样子。
A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself – and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to – letting a person be what they really are.
发现自己最近体脂上来好多,果然锻炼的同时还是得管住嘴巴
开始控制饮食,早晚尽量不吃快碳,每周最多一顿大餐,即使吃大餐也尽量吃肉吃菜
拒绝奶茶、甜品、零食
把有氧改回跑步♀️这样下次再管不住嘴的时候,自觉把卡路里兑换成跑步里程数,反复问自己:这玩意儿,你真的非得吃吗????
lets juan up!!!
开始控制饮食,早晚尽量不吃快碳,每周最多一顿大餐,即使吃大餐也尽量吃肉吃菜
拒绝奶茶、甜品、零食
把有氧改回跑步♀️这样下次再管不住嘴的时候,自觉把卡路里兑换成跑步里程数,反复问自己:这玩意儿,你真的非得吃吗????
lets juan up!!!
The night is moist.
The air is still, as when I love you.
It is not every evening that I love you.
I come back like the stars, sometimes out of clouds.
The night is moist, and nourishing as your mind that lets everything around you live.
I saw you carry the plants inside tonight over the grass, to save them from the cold.
Sometimes I slip behind a door, so that I will not be called on, or walk hunched on sandbars below earth, not sure if anyone in my family can love.
Your voice is water open beneath stars, collected from abundant rain, gone to low places.
The night is moist, the ground wet, air still, trees silent, and tonight I love you.
The air is still, as when I love you.
It is not every evening that I love you.
I come back like the stars, sometimes out of clouds.
The night is moist, and nourishing as your mind that lets everything around you live.
I saw you carry the plants inside tonight over the grass, to save them from the cold.
Sometimes I slip behind a door, so that I will not be called on, or walk hunched on sandbars below earth, not sure if anyone in my family can love.
Your voice is water open beneath stars, collected from abundant rain, gone to low places.
The night is moist, the ground wet, air still, trees silent, and tonight I love you.
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