Course in transformation

Living in such a noisy world, the ears are often filled with all kinds of sounds, such as the sound of traffic whistle and the sound of machine. I never like all kinds of sounds that grow up due to the progress of people’s life. I like nature and listen to the sounds of insects and birds in nature. In recent days, I have been hiding in the countryside, and I can often hear those beautiful touches by my ears, which is really a great enjoyment and happiness. I used to like listening to the rain, but it was kind of poetic. As I grew older, I gradually began to understand a lot of things, such as those feelings in poetry. Poets all like to blend their emotions into verses. Every time they read those warm or sad words on the quiet side, there will always be some small emotions in their hearts. Maybe everyone likes romance in his youth! My soul was naturally washed by those who swam in those verses. Listening to the rain, the trickle sound, the woman walking alone in the rain, holding a bright or elegant umbrella, walking slowly and watching quietly. Everyone who passed by her was surprised. This was really a strange woman. Reading poetry makes people beautiful, indeed, by that time, that woman’s life seems to be like poetry, that wind, that month, that lingering rain …… the world at that moment, because of the romance in her heart, she became extremely affectionate, so she began to become extremely poetic, and her eyes often showed sadness. Gentle Steps are like ethereal dreams, and the smile on my face is always faint. When one day she found that life was not poetry, she might be a little disappointed, so the little romance in her heart turned into a bubble. People are living in the secular world, for fame and wealth, for the so-called sense of happiness. At the moment she looked up, maybe it was raining in the sky, and the cold raindrops gently fell on her cheek. She suddenly felt that it was no longer beautiful at all. She suddenly wanted to call for something in her heart, which might be a kind of awakening, and that was reality. She paid attention to life, and began to pay attention to every detail of life. She began to learn cooking, washing clothes and cleaning the house, which might not be found in poetry, but were just some Daily complex and trifles! The tedious life cultivated her gentle character and the habit of thinking. You can see that she is absorbed in washing clothes, maybe her heart is blossoming! She is thinking about things that others have never thought about, such as life. When she was still a little girl, she was always happy with her bare feet patting the water. It seemed that there was nothing to worry about. It was life that honed her mind, and life that gave her more abundant soul than books. Listening to the sound of running water and the gentle singing of birds, it is the natural landscape that cultivates her temperament. Everyone may have all kinds of experiences in his life. Girls also need to grow up. They need to temper their minds in life and think at the same time. Maybe it was just a slight carelessness. The girl grew up quietly, which was unforgettable for her, because she was always experiencing all kinds of injuries. A girl is not necessarily weak, not necessarily just like water, that is also what she gets from thinking. Experience makes her strong and licks the scars herself. At that moment, the girl suddenly understood that many things in the book were lies, and real life was the most real beauty. The fairy tales of her childhood appeared in her mind again at that moment. She didn’t see Snow White, which was devastated and more social. Hypocrisy is an unchangeable synonym for human beings, because human beings have no way to be true and have become accustomed to all hypocrisy. At that moment, the girl made up her mind to make herself stronger. She set up a wall in her heart and kept the remaining innocence in her heart. She wants a good life with great care, and makes herself strong with great care. She is eager to find something suitable for herself. At this time, she began to read all kinds of books, including history, literature, science and technology, art and psychology. In knowledge, she suddenly felt an unprecedented satisfaction and a kind of spiritual stability. She can’t read novels at all, because her mood will change with the ups and downs of the story. She will have various feelings after reading novels. She likes theories and all kinds of experiences summarized by predecessors. As for philosophy, she also knows something about idealism and materialism. She knows a lot, but she doesn’t like to talk about it. She likes to listen to others and enrich herself constantly. She never gets tired of it and never feels satisfied. She will have her own feelings when reading books, instead of blindly listening to the meaning of books. The romantic feelings she once had suddenly became very simple. She still liked poetry, but she was no longer addicted to it. She began to like the words full of the breath of life and the seemingly plain life.

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