Copywriting about feeling a little confused (Part 1) 1. Time is the best medicine to heal the wounds of infatuated children; time is the best companion, accompanying children who are lost in love; we are still young, we

very confused.

2. If you are right, there is no need to lose your temper. If you are wrong, you are not qualified to lose your temper. This is true wisdom.

3. Silence is an excuse for fear, and giggling is a reason for grievance. Sadness is uncomfortable enough, let alone hiding sadness.

4. Smiling silently, but I don’t know what I’m thinking about anymore, I don’t want to see or hear.

Nothing makes sense anymore.

Standing alone, alone.

Cold and dead.

5. I can't vent my emotions, show my scars, or heal my wounds... I cried so hard that I realized that I had lost the me in love a long time ago, only to get the incompetent me.

The pain is indescribable, like digging a hole in my heart.

A fool who is too deep to bottom out, no longer heals, and can only cry... I have had enough.

6. Are you looking at the dancing snowflakes in confusion in everyone’s world? Everyone’s soul has a gap, so we keep searching. Life is a process of searching. There are sweetness and bitterness in it.

There is loneliness and helplessness.

7. Some incomplete fragments in life will be left behind. Some time can be recovered, and some will disappear forever. We don’t know where.

8. I am like the note in the bottle. I have a bright future, but there is no way out.

9. Today, I feel heartbroken, chilly, and flustered like never before. I feel confused, confused, and disoriented like never before. I am completely stunned.

10. From confusion to success, and then from success to confusion, this is a cycle that I cannot understand.

11. Fear of the unknown is human nature.

Your fear comes from your ignorance, and your ignorance comes from your laziness and vanity.

12. Life is full of helplessness, unable to change, and unable to change. Worse, I have lost the idea of ????changing. 13. This is an empty city, with no embrace to run into.

Not my favorite words, just my mood at this moment.

14. I will come back, bringing back the fragrance of kapok and redbud, and then tell you that I have found paradise.

15. There is no antidote that can solve the stories in our hearts, so we are confused in the hesitation, struggling in the confusion, suffering in the struggle, confused in the pain, groping in the confusion, lost in the groping, broken in the loss, and

We get all our sadness from the brokenness... 16. I always feel that no amount of words can touch the desolation in my thoughts, and no amount of expressions can witness the desolation of my heart.

17. Sometimes, we even lose ourselves for a time, blurring who we are, forgetting where we are and where we want to go.

Those moods condensed due to confusion are like a low-pitched song, constantly singing the sadness of silence.

Copywriting about feeling a little confused (Part 2) 18. I like when I wake up in the morning everything is unknown, I don’t know who I will meet and what the ending will be.

I feel life is a gift and I don't want to waste it.

You never know what the next hand will be, so learn to accept life.

Make every day count.

19. Confusion makes our lives as boring but ubiquitous as water. Over time, the gurgling water seeps out and merges into a sea, and only oneself can ferry oneself to the other shore.

So, keep your eyes open and don’t let confusion confuse you.

Only when there is a shore in the heart can there be a ferry, a ship, and a tomorrow.

20. Living in yesterday means vicissitudes of life, and living in tomorrow means confusion. Now I am in the middle of vicissitudes of life and confusion. In fact, I feel a little panicked.

21. I am not at all sad that my life is simple.

What makes me sad is that the day is so short and goes by so quickly.

22. Standing at the entrance of time, confused in the world, I recall so many events of the past and turn them into the rights and wrongs of today's people.

23. Frosty expressions, withered thoughts, and desolate memories.

Tears, shattered on the ground with the moonlight.

In the mirror, the shadow of someone who was trampled in pain was alone and sad, but there was no hustle and bustle in life.

24. Floating melancholy, dangling like slender tentacles, penetrates the pores of the skin unscrupulously, stretches like a vine, entangles itself in the heart and lungs, suffocating us, causing us pain, and making us numb.

25. Are you like me, chasing dreams and distances, feeling overwhelmed and confused, but you still have many thoughts and hopes one after another in your heart.

26. Life must go on no matter what, not to mention that the hardship you have endured is less than one-third of your life.

27. Maybe you can try to turn it into words, which will dissipate as you write.