Life stroke of a

A person’s whole life is just like a trip, a trip by himself. He will experience many unexpected things and meet different people along the way; And no one can help you, I will accompany you through the whole journey from beginning to end, so during this trip, you have to make your own choices and understandings about how to face and how to walk. And we can’t regret it. Sometimes, people are like a bird without feet. They all work hard for a dream in their hearts. They fly in the sky all their lives and cannot rest on the ground; you can’t stop to enjoy everything around you. But it seems to repeat the story of yesterday and accumulate every day. But what I saw, what I had experienced, and what I had received in the end all passed by in a flash, like floating clouds. They don’t care much about it either. Because in their eyes, what they want is only a result and the next goal Plan. What they want is how to make more money and how to get more. But I can’t remember what I experienced in this process. However, the goal in everyone’s heart is also a goal that has no bottom and will never be satisfied. So people pursue it all their lives. Struggling; Maybe if there is an opportunity, it will become a great man and celebrity that people will remember; A successful person, but this is not the end point, and we have to continue. But among ordinary people. When there is no miracle all the time, I still live in stubborn and blind pursuits without combining with reality, which will make me gradually get rid of society and friends. I remember that there was a monk guarding Duan in the Northern Song Dynasty, which seemed to be called Bai Yun Zen master; He wrote a famous sentiment verse “fly through the window”: it is difficult to drill on the light paper for love, but how difficult it is not to penetrate, suddenly hit lsl, shi jue life is eye hiding. Literally, it can be understood as: flies like to fly to Bright Places. Old windows are covered with paper, and there can be light coming out, but flies knock over when they see them, rushing towards the light, bumping, but couldn’t fly out, desperately drilling out of the window. It didn’t expect that there was a layer of window paper, and it couldn’t get out anyway. After trying so hard to find the original Lu Fei, he suddenly realized that he was cheated by his own eyes. It was a waste of time, and the flies had to drill into the window which had been pasted with paper without going away. The coming time in the poem is compared to many places worth tasting in life, which is just ignored by people. Being concealed by eyes is even a word, pointing out that people are usually blinded by some superficial phenomena in front of them, and cannot find the true meaning of life. Therefore, warn people not to be deceived by appearances, but to carefully experience those undetectable but amazing moments in life. I also lived through the lonely night, thinking about things in my heart alone. Finally, in order to realize the dream that existed in my heart long ago, I flew away from the warm nest that accompanied me to grow up and went out to enter the world. The road has reached half way, but the collision again and again, as time went by slowly like a knife cutting, he gradually got further and further away from the target. To my sentimental. Sometimes, is my idea wrong? No! I have never regretted the step I took out of my home. In the end, although he established his roots and became a family, his spirit was worn out without a trace. When he thought of that dream, his heart was gray; When he wanted to live everyday, when running around day and night to create a better environment for the new generation, suddenly one day, I suddenly realized that sometimes I didn’t have to complete my ideal, it is not perfect, happy and happy to make a lot of money. Everyone yearns for a happy life and has his own ideals and goals. But how many people can succeed in the goals set in their childhood? With the constant changes of people, some extreme people may be depressed because of this. But to take a step back, from another perspective, people may not live for this goal in their whole life, we should experience and feel those ordinary and happy people and things in our life. People have been immersed in many environments such as daily necessities, oil and salt all their lives. If they live tired and bitter life for their goals, it is better to dress up their mood carefully, enjoy the warmth from the sunshine. It makes sense to be busy living or dying. Be a happy free man on an unknown journey! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

The book is vigorous, but the moment is beautiful

The scholar was vigorous, but he couldn’t wait for the moment to be beautiful and flashy. He was leisurely and carefree. In the rain Lane in the south of the Yangtze River, who would step on the horse? How can you sigh that youth is easy to die when the sea is changing? The beauty is always old. In a flash, snow is flying all over the sky. Who is fading away? —— Inscription by the stranger under the morning sun and sunset, the shadow dragged a long attachment, I walked alone in the dream world, watching the fallen leaves drifting through season after season, breaking the loneliness of the night, as always, there is a long way to go in life. Turning around unexpectedly, you and I have already become strangers. There are countless corners and intersections. You stand silently and listen to the wind; While I wander along a road aimlessly; You once said, no one of us can be absent from this feast of love! You er, time has turned a page again. You and I are in two worlds, presenting stories that have nothing to do with each other; Different tracks, strange figures, cold expressions, when I was young, I either chose to ignore my promise, or thought it was just an accidental mistake. I raised my head occasionally, and the sky turned cloudy into rain. I imagined that it was your feathered lovesickness; Often alone, walking in the rain with an umbrella, looking back, there is no trace of the road you have traveled, while the road ahead is still extending to the distance and waiting for my steps; If, you just slide over my World lightly, then, will I be happier now? Standing at a certain intersection of life, looking back, I met a lot of people along the way, walking forward all the way, all the way to sorrow and joy, all the way to tea, the prosperity on the road of youth, as if inadvertently, then the desolation ended, and there were always some people who didn’t need or had time to say goodbye, then left without any news; Someone left, someone came, and they left and met along the way, the scenery passing, the beauty missed was frozen one after another. When yesterday all became photos, I realized that some people met but had to leave; Some things were not done, but the results were still the same; Some roads, if you don’t leave, it will still become very long. Therefore, you often stand alone at the corner and intersection, feeling sentimental! Someone told me that some people want to laugh when they see it; Some people want to cry when they think of it; Some words will not be said until many years later, but after the youth, the warmth is not there, more than once, who has changed? Are things different, or are people different? Smiling and greeting Fu Sheng, I had to succumb to fate. I was too hurried to separate. I didn’t have time to look at your eyes and tell you that I still kept the years you gave me; I will try my best to forget the memory you gave me; I will bury the heart you gave me forever. When I miss you, I won’t call or send messages, I can only glance at the starry sky secretly in the night without anyone, and then ask quietly: Are you OK recently? I remember a friend asked me not long ago: Weiyang, is there any so-called eternity in this world? Almost without thinking, said: Yes! After that, I couldn’t help being shocked. I was so indignant that I thought quietly when nothing happened. Eternity, what is eternity? Not time, not love, not hate, not someone, nor something. The only eternal thing is what you have experienced. Because it has become the past, it cannot be changed, we can’t start again. We can only freeze it for a period of time and become a permanent memory. Even at the moment of time, we have been forever and no one can take it away. In this way, it was warm enough for every cold night. At that time, we were still young and could only sing some childish children’s songs, and we still enjoyed them; At that time, we were very silly, because of one word, we got angry secretly and wiped away tears quietly; at that time, we were all proud and proud, and we did something wrong, and no one was stubborn to admit our mistakes; At that time, we were still very serious, thinking that we would do this until it turned into dust; At that time, we had agreed to go to see the sea, go to Lhasa and wander together; At that time, we knew nothing but your happiness is my happiness. Today, you and I have grown up and learned all kinds of love songs, but I didn’t know who to sing to; Today, I became strangers with you. I often thought of the quarrel at that time. I smiled and cried with a smile. Today, I learned to endure, you have become a gentleman, but it has become a luxury for me and you to say sorry; Today, I and you are mature, still believe in love, but no longer believe that it will last forever; Today, I went to see the sea, but it was just a person, you also went wandering, and also a person; Today, you and I understand everything, happiness is just meeting a person who accompanied you to see the flowing water, but today, your happiness has become my pain, and my happiness may have become your regret. Close yesterday’s notebook, now the world between you and me has no breath of each other. Everyone has a person in his heart who is unwilling to forget but dare not mention it. So he has to miss it alone in the middle of the night and recollect it over and over again, I cried again and again, singing poems belonging to lovesickness. I was just a lonely traveller, expressing the story of the past. By the pond, beside the willow tree, the boy with evil smile; Swing out, I picked up a string of laughter, put them in the left pocket of my coat, and carefully stroked the secret love I left in those years by accident. At that time, I couldn’t bear to mention the youth that I had never put down. Maybe I will wait until the time gets older, when I grow up, I will suddenly wake up. At a moment when the dawn begins to rise, the spirit of the scholar will not last until the moment. Now, you and I are wandering in different directions, I can only send you to the age of 19, how sad the road ahead is, you have to make your own journey; Maybe there is only rain left in the future, you have to insist alone; I will not retain, maybe one day looking back at the end of the world, you and I have already had mottled temples, everything Sorrow and happiness have become empty and the lovesickness remains only sorrow of parting. Gathering and scattering are already doomed. If you leave, I will not send you; If you come back, no matter the wind or rain, I will definitely welcome you, this is my last promise to you! I will never forget the perfect days you gave me! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…