1 “Dialogue between two clocks and watches” A reloaded small clock was placed in two old clocks. The two old clocks ticked and ticked for a minute and a second. One of the old bells said to the bell: "Come on, you should also work." The little bell suddenly panicked, "Oh, 232 million times! I want to do such a big thing? I can't do it. I can't do it." Another old bell said: "Do not listen to it.
I remember when I was in elementary school I learned an article "Children Holding Empty Flower Pots". Once upon a time there was a king who was very old. He decided to pick a child as the king of the future. On this day, selected children from all over the country gathered in the palace. The king sent a flower seed to each child and allowed them to plant it in their pots. And announced: After three months, who can use these seeds to cultivate the most beautiful flowers,
Sometimes life blocks us. As long as our hearts do not die hard, life will never be a stalemate, and we will still be able to bloom in the most beautiful posture in our lives. Sometimes, the most painful moment in life is when people can no longer look back. They feel regret for their own lives and win the world and lose themselves. Sometimes, there are no more expert opinions than you
Every day that the article/dream dream is alive should be sunny. It may be ridiculous to say this sentence, but I still like to use this phrase to inspire myself. I cannot avoid being jealous because I have to live and live. I must bear it. More difficult, the mood often changes with the ups and downs of life, when we put some unpleasant things in my heart and chewed repeatedly, it is a kind of self
In this Buddhist scripture, it is difficult to reveal the essential connotation by directly explaining and explaining. It is a story to explain: “The Lights of Lights” preached: The two men and women of the Yuan’s monk took the road and saw a woman waiting to cross the river. There is no bridge without a boat, and the old monk said nothing about walking a woman across the river. Returning to the monk's monk could not help but ask the old monk: “The monks banned the women, why did the master carry the woman?” the old monk
The journey of life is like the changing of the seasons, the soft winds and the soft rains, and the flowering flowers, and they keep facing to the ground. Maybe life itself is under constant discrepancies, always wanting to retain anything, but later it was discovered that not many belong to us. It was only after a long period of time that we gradually learned that we were just passing by in the dust, those who walked through life.
Life is like a road, and we are people walking on the road. When we embark on this road, we will experience different experiences at each step, scattered footprints, and a bit of experience to bring together adult students. Walking on this path of life, there is pain and natural joy. In life, we always meet a lot of things that make us happy, such as: the first exam, the elders once
First, there was a fierce battle between the Lions and the Tigers. In the end, both sides lost their lives. When the lion was about to lose his breath, he said to the tiger, “If it weren’t for you to grab my site, we wouldn’t do it now.” The tiger said in surprise: “I never thought of grabbing your site. I always thought You want to invade me
Life is actually a block of seven colors. It has the hardships of dreaming, has a successful desire, has the pain of failure, and has a song and dance that we should smile and sing into that life. Many years ago there was a musician called Beethoven. He practiced the violin day and night and was not afraid of suffering. Not afraid to be tired. Then one day his ear didn't know how to get back to something and he would start hearing deafness. Hearing could not hear it.
Perhaps, understand the tears, you understand the life, you know the life – the inscription is like sneezing can not stop, laughter can not stop, no one can stop tears flowing. As long as there is something in the heart that breaks down, and when it is in love, it will burst into tears. Despite our dignity and our embarrassment, it rushes out and drops into the eyelids. So tears stamped life until the end of life
Recently, the store was not very busy. There was a time to relax and sit around the computer. Listening to melodious music, watching the beautiful and romantic picture, dancing the keyboard sometimes, sometimes using the mouse as a tool, The network is full of fascination and imaginative thoughts, allowing the mind to fly freely. Sometimes a song sounds exciting, people have many thoughts; sometimes indulge in beauty
Marriage is not 1+1=2, but 0.5+0.5=1. That is, each person cuts away half of their own personalities and shortcomings, and then improvises in a life is a train to the grave, there will be a lot of stations on the road, no one can stay with you to finish, you You will see people coming and going, going up and down. If you are lucky, someone will walk with you, and when this person wants to get off,
The Bulgarian philosopher Kiril Vasiliev said in the book “Sentimental Love”: “The smile of love is like a magical key that can open the labyrinth of the heart. Its rays illuminate everything around it and give it to the surrounding. The atmosphere adds warmth and sympathy, eager expectations and fantastic illusions.” The smile is a bundle of sunlight that illuminates the path of others while also lighting up the way forward. Smile is a kindness and help.
Fake is also true or false. There are no things at all, there are many things in life, nothing more than revelation, there are many things in life, than meditation. Those who have been unconditionally accompanying themselves and supporting themselves are always easily overlooked by us. They are always habitually forgetting about their feelings. They always like to quarrel with them because of small things. Sometimes we even have a nameless name. Complain to them and complain that they are not
If you give me three days of light, we are always complaining, complaining about learning is too busy, and working too tired; complaining that no one cares, people are cold; complaining that today's dinner is not delicious. When I once watched on TV that such a television report "If you give me three days of light," the irritated heart was combed, I could not help but learn to thank life. His name was Helen Keller, a unique student of the 20th century.
Some people say that life is a wandering journey and it is a beautiful accident to meet anyone. I cherish everybody who can call me a friend because it is a place where you can stop drifting hearts. Sometimes it will be touched by a word because of sincerity; sometimes it will tear for a song because of nature. To be happy, not only at this time, but for a lifetime
First, loyalty – loyalty is not dismissed. The unit may expel competent staff, but for a loyal person, there will be no leader willing to let him go. He will become the longest soldier in the unit's iron plate, and The most promising employees. 1. Standing on the boss's position to think about the problem; 2. Sharing your thoughts with the superior; 3. Maintaining the interests of the company at all times; 4. Thinking about the public
If life is a dream / If life is a dream, a beautiful dream, then we can all be true to ourselves. We need to be really sincere. The text/lone star rushed to the moon and I was not returning to the people or passing people; I was just rushing into the desert with a grain of dust, but a rush-walker on the road could not substitute it. I don't think about everything
The protagonist of a steady and happy life is happiness, the actor is love, there is no third person in this world, and reality is the largest third person. – Inscription The white clock hangs on an ancient clock. Hours, minutes and seconds are all laps. They have their own rhythm and walk slowly. It is so safe. The hour hand bell echoed in a quiet afternoon, fluttering across the room, and a magazine opened on the coffee table.
The lonely soul is aimlessly cruising in the dust. The empty heart is filled with the soul of the filthy desire. The sly eyes peep at the blurred expression. The blood that longs for the refuge beats me again and again. The turbulent pulse, the disharmony between the heart and the outside world made me ask in a dream again and again where to find the holy place to place the soul. I spent a long time in this lonely and quiet night.