Don’t take yourself too seriously. It’s not that you don’t take yourself too seriously. If you don’t think of yourself as one thing, no one else will think of you as one thing. But if you think too much of yourself as one thing, the result will be that others will not take you as one thing. But in different ways, the former thinks you are weak and useless, while the latter thinks you are arrogant and arrogant.
Everyone’s life has a hard time, no one can understand, only their own silent bear. And I, not for a period of time, but for eight years, 2920 days and nights… It’s just, 2018, the experience of all kinds of diseases, ghosts know… The sense of indelible distress, endless suffocation, the pain that strikes the heart directly, the heartbeat that breaks down at any moment, the hopelessness that has no branches to live in.
I haven’t been here for a long time. I forgot when I was last. I just flipped through the previous emails, recalled the past stories, and looked back at the present, many things, many people, are inadvertently blurred. From 16 years of marriage to now, nearly three years, with children, now life is revolving around children and families. Every day life is either at work or eating and drinking Lazarus.
It’s hard to walk, it’s hard to walk, there are many different paths, and now it’s safe. I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea. This is my understanding of the college entrance examination, but also my understanding of life. All the creations originate either from the interpretation of life, or from the covet of dreams, or from the impulse of the hooligan of thought to the girl of reality. The first time I was going to write a novel, I never bothered to write it.
Su Shi wrote in his poem: Life is like a journey against the water, I am also a pedestrian. Life rises and falls, although there are still reluctant, but no one can stop it from moving forward, too late to savor, we have embarked on a new journey. The road we have traveled has been confused and distressed, but only for arrival. A person has walked through the green mountains and rivers, passed through the cold and warm human feelings, tasted the five smells of miscellaneous dust, heart troubles.
Life is like a narrow ticket, you are at that end, I am at this end, life is like a narrow welfare lottery, not everyone can win, not everyone is lucky. If you can look at winning things with a normal mind, it’s easy. If you don’t get 5 million heart disease relapses overnight, it’s life like a narrow welfare lottery. I’m here, you’re right there, between yin and yang, paradise.
Night is deep, the sky will dawn, lonely in front of the window, looking at the vast night, both worries and regrets coexist around. Heaven and earth are big, but it is difficult to entrust any thoughts. Perhaps many people and things have gradually been relieved, and if you look at the clouds, very few can linger in your mind. When I was a child, I didn’t realize it until I grew up. After all, it was difficult for me to get along with others. Whether at home or abroad, many people see me.
Chinese characters are the most beautiful words. Every word and every word has a specific meaning and has its own vivid life. It is the crystallization of wisdom and blood of Chinese ancestors. It has not only the beauty of horizontal and vertical shape, but also the beauty of rhythm rising from Yin to yang. Therefore, China has created a splendid art of calligraphy, as well as a beautiful art of poetry. One word I find interesting is that it inspires people to do
There is no straight line at sea and no road on land that does not turn. When ships encounter reefs or islands, they must make a detour, build roads and encounter lakes or mountains. Unless they have to or need to move mountains and fill lakes, it is often more economical and economical to make a detour around them. If the ship is at the fork of the Dead River, you can take a detour and exit to observe and find a new route. No.
There is a kind of encounter, at the beginning, it shocked the time text / Ziyunyan life is a complex or simple journey. All encounters in the journey are indispensable scenery in life. Everyone is in a hurry, rushing around in the streets of the Red Dust, shoulder bags, full of heavy stories. An unintentional look back, an inadvertent encounter, are doomed fate. Margin is a very mysterious thing.