Life is only once for each person; no one can have a second life and be able to live is a kind of luck. What a wonderful thing is to live, to be alive, to have dinner with the family, to have a walk with friends, to have a passion for scenery, to be caught in music, to cry, to laugh, to laugh, and now People, why are they so irrational?
Understanding gratitude is the source of happiness. Understandably, you will find that everything around you is so beautiful. He had heard such a profound and philosophical saying: "The fallen leaves circling in the air and compose a piece of thanksgiving music. It is the tree's thanksgiving to the earth; the white clouds are floating in the blue sky, depicting a picture of thanksgiving. It is the gratitude of the white clouds to the blue sky."
A pragmatic attitude to do the work must be real, do not know to ask, do not understand school; do not look at the experts, do a good job every small thing, every successful person starts from a small thing, to a small matter to achieve the ultimate, The implementation lies in the details! Be a clever and honest person. Now that a person honestly thinks that there is no skill, such an honest person may not have a good sense of proportion, too extreme. What is smart
Already it was a nightingale, and many people had entered a sweet dream. And I, this lonely, insomniac person, in the middle of the light winter, confused and unfathomable thoughts, will pass people and things Fine from the mind again, it seems to be in the corner of the mind to find the lost precious. Such work is undoubtedly tiring, just as it is in a cobweb and dusty old house.
【一】 When I sit here once again to write these words, the season is already light winter. In this book of time, we are reading quietly. There are always feelings and need to confide in. There are always some bright, need to remember, and I like to put them in the text. Outside the window, flying in the autumn sun did not know where to hide, perhaps because of the reasons of the season, some deserted, slightly bleak
When I passed my fingertips at the age of twenty, I couldn't feel the time and turn everything into softness. Mu Ran recalled that children, elementary schools, junior high schools, high schools, and universities, if they had passed through the gap, suddenly had reached the year of the weak crown, fog, non-mist, flowers are not flowers, after many twists and turns, stationed in Nanshan, Wenfeng tower – University of Posts and Telecommunications. Twenty-year-old may seem too old to talk about life, talk about dreams, talk about fighting history
Feeling very depressed, I don’t know why, I’m more affected than others, and I’m doing more than others. People’s leaders say that we should rest and let anyone work with me and do things. You say that if you call the leader, I Going out to work one morning and one afternoon is a bit empty at noon. Take a break. No one knows. You can't bully honest people! Earn the same wages, even others
In the past, two hungry people received the gift of an elderly person: a fishing rod and a huge fish. Among them, one person asked for a carp and the other asked for a fishing rod, so they parted ways. The person who got the fish used the dry wood to set up the bonfire and boiled the fish. He was devoured. He hadn’t tasted the meat of fresh fish. In a flash, even the fish soup was eaten by him.
The sun fell under the top of the west side of the slope. The clouds on the horizon like a quilt soaked in red, constantly changing various postures. From time to time it resembles a tree, and sometimes it looks like a vigorous horse. Look closely to look more like a vigorous lion. It's endless and it's so dizzying. The water in the village pond gradually rises and fades, like a touch of rouge on the girl's face. The sunset reflected in the microwave
Youth is a piece of paper, we are a pen, and the romantic nib can be swayed on this piece of paper, but it is also impossible to walk out of the world of paper. Youth is the sap of the will of the will and the sweat of the struggle – the timeless mellowness of the fragrance; youth is the rainbow weaved with hopelessness and immortality – brilliant and splendid; youth is eternal persistent and tenacious Tough build a wall of copper wall – solid
Some things have been missed and they have missed forever. People will change and keep a constant promise, but they cannot keep a fickle heart. Sometimes attachment is a kind of burden. Abandonment is a kind of relief. People are not perfect. Happiness is not a hundred. They know that they have no ability to have so much at one time, and they have no right to ask people to ask you to do so much. Otherwise, they suffer from themselves. Embarrassed each other. one
Looking for the soul's resting point Afternoon's rain washed away the dust, eliminated the heat, calmed the irritability, soothed the heartache, and washed away the sadness… It was a sunny day after the rain. The sun has added a touch of fascinating color to the Dream Garden. The bright rain is adorning the flowers. The grass is greener, the flowers are brighter, and the air is fresher. The seven-colored light floats on the dewdrops, making it particularly bright. Alone Small Garden Incense Trail
I have seen such a touching story, which is the story of a dumb father and his daughter. Dumb father, a tofu, humble identities, is a ridiculous useless person in her daughter's eyes. It is her humiliation. However, the dumb father was proud of his daughter. She used to buy tofu to keep her from attending college and become a talented person. There was an accident, a car accident, and her daughter was almost unsuccessful.
The taste of life does not know where to start, but also where people feel lost in understanding. The taste of life is nowhere to be found. Although the state of mind is fairly clear and the attitude is not harsh, it can be simple and simple. Non-angry youth are not chasing and unsuccessful. Not learn? ! The trajectory of the balance between the exclamation mark and the question mark is whether it is the first exclamation mark or the question mark. It is getting harder and harder to find the answer. It is also getting more and more blurred.
I was thinking: Is life a story or an accident? When I was young, I always thought that there could only be one answer for a question. After experiencing many things, I realized that there are innumerable solutions to every problem in life, and none of them are absolutely correct. Do not change for anyone, change only because you want to. No one is worthy of you to change for him, care about you, they will accept your original
A simple and simple manner, throwing in the years of green to make a cold wind, standing in the wind, looking at the mountains, chaos, chaos floats, mountains and yellow leaves fly. On a quiet road, pick up fallen leaves and dust. The years are quiet and the leaves are dancing. A plain and simple life from heaven and earth, thrown into the years. Let the profligate rain fall down, and hide the troubles and worries. Or extend your hands, in this
There is only one heart, not too much; people, only for a lifetime, do not chase too tired. The joy of the soul comes from the richness of the spirit; simple happiness comes from the contentment of the mind. In fact, life is very simple. It is to smile at yourself, to warm people around you, to leave colors to the years, and to leave simplicity to yourself. Like a word: If you are in full bloom, the breeze will come. There is a lot of trouble in life.
Forty-year-old I, with years of experience, no traces of water, orderly age. In my busy day, in my longing for hope, in my unknowingly, I quietly ushered in my 40 years old. No Sentimental girl, no waistline. This kind of life is not my choice, but how can we choose such vulnerable groups? Walking in the still busy street, watching
Perhaps in the eyes of some people, the home is just a stop in life and is a harbor where people are temporarily tired. And I think that home is the return of the soul. It is the place where the flame of love in the heart never goes out, and it is the ark of Wyatt in life. Ignorant, ignorant, carefree, healthy growth in the nest of love created by parents. Even if it is poor, it's just a few huts, and every day, it's still happy.