Before going to bed, I thought about the happiness and warmth of the day. I’m glad I didn’t get hurt in bad weather. I was caught up at work early this morning and was stuck in a heavy convective weather. At that time, the scary moment was unforgettable all one’s life. I was driving across the bridge when suddenly it was dark, lightning and thunder blew, and then there was a violent wind. Torrential rain with pigeon-egg-sized hailstones on the gale mat
Not conscious, not suffering, not abstinence, congestion, shameless people, with dogs and pigs, people dishonest, back on the right path, change, near bravery, sincere regret, heaven is forgiving, learning, near loyalty, strive to do good, character alone.*
“Life in Stories” 17 “Eight Winds Still Blowing” and “One Fat Crossing the River” are the anecdotes of Su Shi, a great writer of the Song Dynasty, and Buddhist Zen master, a good friend. Su Shi is a famous writer, calligrapher and painter in Chinese history. He has made great achievements in poetry, poetry, prose, calligraphy and painting. His poems are broad in theme, fresh and vigorous, and are called “Su Huang” together with Huang Tingjian; his lyrics are passionate and unrestrained.
Hello, girlfriend, you are the one who gives me love and accompanies me to the end. I have waited for you for a long time, but I still haven’t waited for you. Once, I also met many excellent girls, they are waiting like me. They are either cute, lively or gentle. They are all excellent, but they are still not you. Maybe we are not good enough, and in our eyes.
Prairie Sky Road Lyrics: To the Yinlong Round Chaoyang Round Auspicious Round Windmill Round Well-being This is my home and your dear father and mother blue sky blue dream of blue lake blue water blue dream This is my home and your beautiful girl a road leading to Zhangjiakou a car galloping paradise Yaochi Milky Way is no longer a myth of heaven and human gathering together. Singing and dancing bonsai
I have heard such a sentence: “Wife is good for others, articles are good for oneself”. In a sense, no one in the world will feel absolutely satisfied. Everyone seems to want to be another person, even if that person is nothing, as long as that person is not himself now. The world is like a single-order restaurant. Every customer thinks that the food on the next table is better than himself.
“Life in the Story” 16 Ginseng Xianguo descend to the world. When people mention ginseng fruit, they think of Zhenyuan Daxian and his Wuzhuang view in Journey to the West. They think of the ginseng fruit tree in Wuzhuang view, which blossoms in 3000, bears fruit in 3000 and ripens in 3000. They think of the ginseng fruit with nose, eyes and looks like a fat baby. They also think of smelling ginseng. Fruit can live 36 years.
Summer night to listen to rain Zhao Tingxin Summer Night Rain is always so sudden, just ready to go to bed, the window on the crackling rain, followed by thunder let me immediately sleepless. Well, the dream keeps people asleep, I simply go to the study alone to listen to the rain. “The strong wind drifted and the dark clouds grew, and suddenly the rain fell in the forest.” Rapid raindrops beat the window lattices heartily, drew the curtains, two downstairs asphalt roads
In March of Yangchun, everything recovered and the earth showed a thriving and vigorous scene. Everything showed a spring smile to people. When the footsteps of spring were approaching, when small saplings were eager for spring’s vitality, the annual Tree Planting Festival also called for the arrival of spring. Today, the concept of green environment is deeply rooted in people’s hearts. Harmonious coexistence between man and nature has become a good fashion. In order to give small
On the weekend, I took my daughter to a drama performance “What is happiness”. After watching the drama performance, my five-year-old daughter asked me, “Mom, what is happiness? I also want to be happy. “My daughter’s words made me meditate. Is my daughter not happy yet? So I opened the Internet to find out more answers about what happiness is in children’s hearts, but I saw a lot of news about children jumping from the building because they felt unhappy, when I saw this
“Life in Stories” 14 “Why Sweep the World without Sweeping the Rooms” and “From Changing Oneself, May Change the World”, “Why Sweep the World without Sweeping the Rooms” are the stories of Chen Fan’s Biography of the Later Han Dynasty. The story says: Chen Fan’s character Zhongju is a public opinion man in Runan. His ancestors had been Taishou in Hedong. One day, when Chen Fan was fifteen years old, his father’s friend Xue Qin came to see Chen.
Life is easy; life is easy, but now it is difficult. —— When one’s desire exceeds one’s ability, he will taste all the bitter wine he brews! Life is so simple and complex! When we treat life simply, life is very simple; on the contrary, if we complicate life, life will also give us complication. I miss those days when I could only sleep soundly: waking up in the morning.
To think about this, I should start with my mother. It was my parents and I who took a special tour line from the bus stop near the hotel to the ends of the earth in Hainan. We all had seats. Helplessly, the right back of the half-way bus is flat. We had to get off and wait. Wait for other cars that can go to scenic spots. It’s still hot in the morning in Hainan in February. It’s not easy. Wait for a car. The car was packed with people. mother
“Life in Stories” 15 “Two sentences for three years, one chant and two tears” and “deliberation” are two anecdotes of Jia Dao, a famous poet of the Tang Dynasty. Jia Dao became a monk in his early years. He had no origin, but later returned to the secular world. He was often ranked as an outstanding scholar. He is known for his refinement of sentences and words. In his poems, many famous sayings and good sentences have been handed down to the present day. The anecdote of “Two sentences for three years, one chant for two tears” says that Jia Dao’s “Give nothing”
Today, I was working with a little girl in the office at the crossroads. In the winter morning, when it was light rain, cold and humid, the position of the guard was ventilated on all sides. The road surface was already wet. There was no dry place. I held an umbrella and felt a chill from top to bottom. The little girl stood opposite the guard Pavilion and looked at each other. Cars and carts roared away, the wind, the rain splashed on their faces.
The ancient town of Zaoxiang was built in the Sui and Tang Dynasties and flourished in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It has unique historical and cultural relics. It is different from Wuzhen and Zhouzhuang in its beauty. It has withdrew from the noise in the past decades of historical changes. The initial prosperity is lingered in dreams and once roamed its Rongzhuang. In my heart, it is more beautiful than Zhouzhuang. It is more beautiful than the stone road in Wuzhen. It contains a thousand-year story. It is like an ancient painting. I have collected it.
Gratitude establishes a personality bureau. Clean, submissive, peaceful can enter the cognitive life. Scientific spirit is obedience to sincerity, truth and law. The thought of the benevolent is also respectful, the thought of the sage is also happy. To think respectfully and happily is the way to govern one’s mind. It is wise to dwell idly and meditate, but it is clear to do well. If you are generous, you will be far away. The wise man takes his way, the fool indulges his desire, and uses it to control his desire, so he is happy but not disorderly.
In the new year, life has entered another stage. A realistic and distressed, exhausted and helpless stage. There are many hearts that are nowhere to be released; there are many distresses that cannot be talked about; there are many heartaches that nobody understands. And in his lifetime, there is no bold and unrestrained book business spirit; no leisure in youth; no fantasy of life before flowers and after moons; no quiet and leisurely boiling tea poems. Some only
Sitting in the kitchen, thinking alone. Several things came together to think, but later even the normal outcome of a thing did not think clearly. Not only that, but the general outline of things has also been forgotten by my big and small heads. The sun outside is now reflecting from one side of the kitchen wall, which makes people itch. The pot is frying leek, the taste of leek directly into the nostrils, the taste seems to be pungent.
It seems that the rainy season in this city has not stopped, disturbing the lover who is no longer connected, hurting the unknown stranger, more sad than the sad story, also put down the stubbornness in front of the feelings. Late at night, the last subway can no longer open to the hope of tomorrow. Happy time is dedicated to the past, praying for helpless life, can be strong again, accompany oneself through this most lonely time.