So many rub shoulders in life, there can be several people in the same year, so many years side by side, how many know each other. Life is in a hurry, who can understand who's soul, the years are long, who can solve who's heart sounds. In this world, less is to know each other. What is missing is mutual understanding. Between the bustling, there is always a sense of loneliness, coming and going, every time there is a sense of drift. It turns out that life is difficult to understand,
Love is very deep and shallow. Love can be a city, a big city, a small love, a small city, love, in the heart; love, can be a trickle of tricks, always inadvertently into the heart of the sea; love, can be a flying geese, Qin sound, autumn grass shortage . In the world, there is no love for no reason, and no hate for no reason. Love is actually a simple and beautiful emotion. Love can sometimes melt ice, sometimes
Lightly leaning on the door of time, a pen, through the four seasons, understatement, in addition to memory, is not a sign of growth. If you haven't seen the gorgeous flowers, how can you know the sadness of the flowers? If you do not keep a silent story, how can you taste the bitterness of your life? How can one experience the pace of growth without the baptism of a heavy rain? Essay – February 14th, fingertips, affection, shallow
[a] gently, I came. As a cloud, occasionally projecting in the heart of your lake, please do not care, come, go, are all unintentionally. You don't have to panic, talk, speak, laugh, and do so. It's very good. Road, the direction of its own road. Cloud, home of the free cloud. I like to be so quiet, see tears, and open into flowers; watching the fleeting years, the trickle of streams, gathered into streams, and converging into the sea. Poly
Text/fallen red hearth lives in this world, will inevitably encounter unsatisfactory things, the road that has been walked, the scenery encountered along the way, can not stay, can not turn back, all the way wind and rain, all the way song, have happiness, have regrets, also have Lost. When you are alone, you will find that the world is really quiet. Most of the time, you need a person to face it. The long road of life depends on who is better than you.
The road of life, there are always a few bends, a few channels, a few cans; life taste, there is always a bit bitter, a bit acidic, a bit astringent. There are some things that you can't understand. You can close your eyes with one eye. Some people can't guess and just pretend to be confused. There are some things that you can't figure out. The day is like a cup of tea and a tasteful taste. The most comfortable or light taste, read the years, through the red dust, you will find
Smile is a sharp weapon to conquer dilemma, and it is also a good type to change mood. Behind the smile is a solid, incomparable power, a kind of great enthusiasm and confidence in life, a high style of sincerity and open-minded, a kind of face to face The wisdom and courage of life. – From the heart's heart to the heart, the world changes. Our inner thoughts can change the outward appearance and can also change the surrounding environment. fast
In the years of trekking, each person has his own story deep inside; during the course of his life, he will examine himself, and he will not confide in happiness and joy. The impression of years is a rough one. The path taken is fortunate or bumpy. It is right or wrong. No one can see through it. Cherish it now, don’t regret it when you’ve passed it; in perfect light, look down on it, only have a good state of mind, and only after the precipitation is quiet
Fireworks in March, Tao Ying Liu Lu, spring green south. The grass grows and flies in the season, with flowers and flowers, and a bright moon, a beautiful spring. Even if there is rain, if the fog is like smoke, it will dip the small town in the south, in the moist air, strolling in the blue stone alley with a small umbrella, leisurely past scenes, in the Linlin memories, search for the past. Kiss the spring breeze, the shower in the warm spring flowers,
The essence of life is trivial and fragmentary; the taste of life is bitter and sweet; the process of life is repeated; the rhythm of life is busy and busy; the melody of life, joy and sorrow; the mood of life, ups and downs . Being alive is actually a gesture. There was no disturbance, because I knew what to do and what to do; I was not stumbled because I knew who I was and who was me; I was not desolate because
14. 09. 28 (Sun) Qing (064) Have a Good Mind If a person wants to live a happy life, it must have a good attitude. Accumulating my 60 years of life experience, I believe that the main sign of a good state of mind is to tolerate others and not be overwhelmed with anybody. To cultivate a good attitude is to work hard to create good values and be able to achieve a level of peace on the scales of life.
What is fate? The so-called fate is a wonderful encounter! There are two situations in the world that can be called romance, one is the love of each other, and the other is the beauty of the encounter. Both of these situations are inseparable from the "fate". Do you believe in fate? Do you know the meaning of fate? Do you know how many people feel happy and sweet in love and love? You may know that you
1 Behind the teenager is the front of the elderly is dissatisfied but they are not satisfied but they no longer shake their heads no longer complaining tightly walk away regret is the best plant yourself to leave a lush green for the world to marvel but the poisoning is too deep to believe that life is the most flat ups and downs too much It will make Yugong embarrassment and the meteor will be faint. It will be the moment of disappearance. Two people will go to middle age to break the winged geese.
Apricot flowers. Spring rain. Jiangnan. child. Alley. Sell almond blossoms. Staying in Jiangnan every day, I don't know what Jiangnan is. Jiangnan may be a beautiful word in poetry. Maybe it is a gentle dream in the literati heart. In the poetic mood of the Tang poetry and the Song Dynasty, in the "Dream of Red Mansions" in the Xiaoxiang Li, in the mirror of the Buddha's water. The apricot blossoms bloomed and the pear bloomed when the pear bloomed. How is it
Looking back on the threshold of the time, September was a simple one for me. There was not much ups and downs, and there was not much joy. Still busy in the busy market, through the crowded streets, occasionally find a quiet in the gap between the words, the day, just fade away. Always think, in the plain of life, to find a truth, to turn the peace and livelihood of the heart into happiness, to hold the small happiness in the
After the desolation of the land, after the bustling, the sighs were lost. The years between the fingers, inadvertently tearing the heart; from time to time remember some old time, mourn some old people, the pain in the heart is still, memory began to learn to strand; more and more moving and warm, from those old times, the more The more you know, the old ones are always good. No matter how old it is, it hurts. We are always used to carrying memories
If I am happy, heaven may not be gloomy. Two consecutive days of heavy rain should also be able to wash away the sky's stains. If I'm happy, the rain may not be cold. The long-awaited water spirit may be able to clean this worldly air. If I'm happy, the expression may not be so numb. A bright smile can also leave people with a little warmer temperatures. If I'm happy,
Recently I saw such a piece of text that Flaubert wrote to his girlfriend: "I worked hard, bathed every day, did not accept interviews, read newspapers, and watch the sunrise on time (as it does now)." “I watched the sunrise on time.” I was deeply shocked by this sentence. One has always used the word “face writing” as an affidavit. One who cherishs such time is thinking about “sunrise” every day.
When one day the monk collided with the thoughts of the day's clock, the other was living in its place, and did not pursue his own government. Instead, he blamed everyone. This treatment was high, the position was good, and some people said that when the leadership is not simple, if I have the opportunity As a leader, I am not worse than them. Some even think that I can be a manager and get a salary of 100,000 a year. How wonderful it is! Actually, there is a reason for existence.
I sat in the arms of autumn to miss the flowers in the shallow fall, poetic beauty and loneliness. – Inscription shallow and cool, I face up with you. Look at the fullness and richness of this season. But I do not know that the first zero of the desolate autumn wilderness. I and you, divergence, missed the season. It is still a cool sky, and it is still dead leaves. Yokohama's grief is full of despair. I know