Today's friends sent me a message asking me: If there is only one day of life, what is the most wanted? After reading my silence, I didn't have no idea, but I didn't know how to answer it. I want to say: I will spend time with my father and mother. They worked for me for the most part of my life. When I was young, I took care of my young child. I slowly hoped to grow up, go to college, and be far from home. My mother
The way home is always so long. A mountain of water outside the car, against my childhood, weaving the hometown of that dream is so real. The rotating wheels, mixed with my complex heartbeat, started a period of childhood. Close my eyes, my hometown is in my heart. I count the familiar stars in heaven and sleep peacefully. But I always feel that I should wake up. The rush of years is carving my content.
Heartlessness is the emotion of the happiest living human being, which is dominated by the heart. If one's heart is happy, one will be happy. "Herelessness and no lungs" is a kind of keeping one's mood relaxed, happy and healthy. Good method and living arts.Not too much effort: A person is too arduous to think of other people's plans, to prevent others from calculating themselves, and to worry about days.If you want to live long, you can't be too heavy.
A dust, nowhere to wait. Full of empty heart, deep feeling but like the sea. Nothing was born, and laughed at Bodhi. Life is in the world, or at the top of the sky, or on the ground. It is a half-life from no clouds, but it sleeps on the couch. There are occasions of sorrow and joy, gathering indefinitely, and suffering in the world. They are willing to lose. Not all of the encounters are about people after dusk; not all of the lovesickness, are people more than Huang Hua thin. There is always a certain distance
The sun is warm and the years go by. If you don’t grow up, how dare I go? — Inscription Deep winter, rainy night, a person taking the last bus, hurried back, just to get a moment of warmth. When I got on the bus, I saw a large car, only a driver, and wanted to come to the rainy night to be calm and lonely. The night outside the window is dark. Occasionally, where the street lights flash, you can see the trees
Many times life is very flat and plain, like water, not too big, just repeat the old time in new days, we are sometimes bored, but more often, drift by time, pushed forward by time. Go, disguised in the face of tough, busy, passing through the spring, summer, autumn and winter. Sometimes people are really fragile, but after a long time, they will really learn to be strong and laugh.
Wang Guozhen's "Marrying Happiness" has such a poem: To lose, to lose, to pursue, to marry and to marry happiness. Each of us has the right to desire happiness, the pursuit of happiness, and the enjoyment of happiness. Where is happiness? The life of a person is the pursuit of happiness. Everyone likes a happy life and desires to enjoy happy happiness. But no one will refuse to be happy, and no one will give up happiness.
The azure misty rain is already a little lingering inside. I look over the distant people. If winter goes, you will come back and you will come back. The moths on the street in a winter season are a detached song, such as the white ink of the old man's landscapes. In the light and elegant picture, it is both affectionate and thin; and whether you, like the depths of a water town, holds an umbrella The woman who walks through the rain lane, smiles and laughs.
M is a girl I used to work with. To be exact, I was the head of the sales team. Before M, I had never seen so little sales with such good performance. In a common impression, a sales person, especially a female saleswoman, must have a beautifully shaped tongue and lotus flower. She is eloquent, but M is not. Her dress is moderate and decent. There is no trace of aggressiveness, and nude makeup is natural.
In this life, be a beautiful woman to be self-reliant, self-reliant, full of sunshine, bright and cheerful, and be generous and happy. Be a bright woman. Be true, warm, gentle and well-dressed, not a demon, not a woman, and a bright woman who knows how to be cherished. With a brow on his face, he often smiles and smiles in life. To be a beautiful woman with aspiration, to have a long-term vision, to be persistent, to work hard and to be strong.
The November day is not too cold. He is holding a cup of hot tea and walking on the country road. He has forgotten how long he has not taken this road, forgot how long he did not have hot tea, and he forgot how long he did not miss you again. Someone said: It's my own taking it too seriously. Others said: I will encounter better. People like me will be happy. Actually, I know all of these things that they said.
For those who truly love me, I actually know that forgive me for not being able to express myself; I actually understand people who deceive my feelings, but I do not want to expose them. I am just confused and not really confused. I have made it clear that even ordinary friends have nothing to do; I just don't care about it. Don't be bullied by me. It makes no sense to me. I can be very hot or cold, depending on your sincere attitude towards friends; I
In the autumn of the late autumn, the autumn rain leach, the autumn wind blows the sound of rustling in the fallen leaves. When the leaves fall, the city is parting with the wind. Walking in the depths of the autumn, the autumn wind and autumn rain hidden in the season, and how many more clear-cut renditions have been rendered. I am not a person who hurts Chun Qiuqiu. In such a bleak season, I still sigh. Time never waits for people, like this season. Crossed hands
Wen/Yeow, I don't have much requirements for life, I like to capture that sincerity in simple, from the plain to feel simple, like to chase the pink clouds in the morning; like the flowers under the blue sky and white clouds; more like the sunset . Attentively savoring the bits and pieces of life, reading through the emotions of the day with emotions, and never admiring the vain things, I know: life is nothing but
In front of the movie theater to buy tickets, in front of me is a pair of young lovers, just arrived at them, a mother rushed over to lead the children, directly to the ticket lady said: Ours has already opened, give us tickets first. The girl in front of me is not happy. Say you are in a row? The mother completely ignored and directly handed the money to the ticket sales lady: The child was eager to see it, and it was troublesome for you to give it to us first.
I am the kind of person who cares about people’s opinions. When I was in college, I once played with a friend at the park on the riverside. Because I had read the weather forecast in advance and knew that it would rain, I took them all in the afternoon. At four o'clock in the afternoon, we passed a street full of stall vendors. , and then suddenly it started to rain, and the buying and selling people rushed to disperse it as quickly as possible, and my friends and I quickly hid to the side of the road.
(A) gently, I came, silently watching you. The moonlight is you, the hue of darkness, and the lightening of the soul. Gently, I came, silently watching you. The meteor is you, scraping the sad sky and praying for a miracle. Gently, I came, silently watching you. The sun is you, shine into the crevices of the frozen soil, warm the growth of young shoots. Never asked where you came from, nor asked
Seeing Ding Limei’s strange village in the earthly world, the old woman picking peanuts at the door of the house, with a small black cat on the heel, and an open loofah on the roof… This is a journey Inadvertently plunged into the picture of my eyes, nothing special, but it is often remembered by me. The village, the old woman, the cat's flower, they are in my heart, cast a strange warmth
A page title, a piece of rough paper, is my best breakfast. What I want is achievement! Although the process of life is very important, who does not want a good result? This is what I learned from the back of the review outline of my eldest daughter's high school a few days ago. This remark reminds me of my long-held memory. This reminds me not only of my eldest daughter, her outstanding performance in high school, her unyielding character, and her ecstasy.
Hometown is the deepest landscape painting in my heart, so nostalgia is the softest flower in the painting. Time passes through the long years of centuries and flows through every piece of land in the countryside. The land is full of enchanting flowers of white, yellow and red, and my homesickness is the most common one, the softest one in my heart. In my hometown, I can't hide my mother's shadow. mother