Life

Sometimes I ask myself what life is like and what kind of life is the real life? I wonder… Think about how far the life now is from the life I want. I used to live happily and simply, but now the society seems to assimilate me, I began to pursue material life and put my spiritual world in a longer term. As for people, living is just like this. Sometimes I always remind myself to go forward bravely and never flinch when encountering difficulties, because I am no longer the flower in that greenhouse, and I can no longer rely too much on who to be a stronger self, to be a better person is the most important thing. Sometimes I always reflect on myself and how many choices I have made along the way. However, I have come to the present step by step. When I gave up my ivory tower life, I should have thought of my present life long ago. I should work hard, I should change, try my best to let my parents see my glory and change the wrong way behind me, just like a philosopher said: don’t lament the road I have traveled, go ahead and you will find your own happiness! Yes, I am still happy after leaving you. Although I start my own life again, I have tasted the beauty of loneliness and let me pick up the writing pen again, which is enough, true. Sometimes I imagine that I will meet someone at a certain place and at a certain second one day. You smile and say, “I’m coming… I said happily: I have waited for you… I don’t think that day will come for a long time, because it will not last for a lifetime. As for love, I think that’s it. One day you will appear. It’s mine. It’s mine. It’s not mine. It’s just as the saying goes: the strong Twisted Melon is not sweet. Sometimes I also dream (sometimes I also have daydreams, hehe O( _ )O ~). In my dream, I lost a little smile and stayed there quietly… I seldom see myself so quiet (because I belong to an activist in front of my friends, which is like a happy fruit). In fact, it is also a way of life. I like the red bean sung by Faye Wong very much: Sometimes, I believe that everything has an end, and sometimes I get together and leave. Nothing will last forever, but sometimes I would rather choose nostalgia than letting go, when you can see through the scenery, maybe you will accompany me to see the long stream of water…… I also like to change some sentences in it, for example: But sometimes, I would rather choose to let go than miss it. Yes, that’s it. Sometimes there must be something in my life. Don’t force me to hit it all the time, why nostalgia??? My life is dominated by me. I have the final say on my territory. I like this feeling very much and enjoy it very much. You? How is your life? Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Buddha

Buddha in the distance! Are you blinded by the dust, the people in the field, the heart blinded by the eyes has been spent, why do you want innocent lives to send precious hearts! So I look forward to the pure sky, holy Buddha, devout heart and pure sky! Pure Heart! Buddha! Buddha! Whether you lost your eyes, lost your eyes, went in the wrong direction, found the wrong way, kind people, and your heart was blinded by your eyes! So I look forward to the middle, buffer, buffer, continue, buffer, pray for the devout Buddha, the devout heart, wake up soon! I hope it is the True Buddha and the universal heart! Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…