Selected inspirational articles 1:

Keep the years quiet and calm.

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The solstice of winter is coming.

This day is the winter solstice and the shortest day of the year. Because of the coming of winter solstice, the calendar has become a few thin pages. This moment has passed. Faced with such a magnificent chapter, there is nothing we can do.

As if you can still see the smiling faces of that year, every smile is still so dignified, clear and moving. But all this, they really left. The grave blocked the way at the moment, which made people full of melancholy of memorial service. Buried in the grave are the past selves and the hills full of memories. Those regrets and annoyances of the past grow like weeds, rising all over the sky, and the lush green blocks all the vicissitudes of our lives. However, we really can't complain about life and really can't face ourselves in the past. Nothing will come back, only tell yourself.

Time flies, silence. In the endless loneliness of the years, we always sigh gently, but how can this sigh stop these moments of jumping forward? Huge streams generally rush in and out, and then quietly go away. How much loss and loneliness should be hidden in this silence. Standing at the crossroads of life, we hesitate, hesitate and constantly change our life direction. However, that moment was the most unbearable. In a hurry, we were forced to hit the road, all the way, no regrets, singing all the way.

We always have too many illusions about pleasure and look forward to the moment when the god of luck comes. Even though we know that moment is so ethereal and far away, we are still full of * * *, so we will ignore many things that should have been paid attention to. Even feelings.

Looking back, you and I are destined to be forever. And in this life, there are still many things that we have not cherished and cannot cherish. Only we know the helplessness and trouble. On a sleepless night, the autumn rain knocked on the window edge and rang brightly. Everything was silent except the continuous rain. You are possessed. Listen. Listen, listen, the world is dead, and everything that lives is dead, except the sound of rain. That terrible pain followed-along the way, except for that moment, no one wanted to walk with us forever.

People are always lonely animals, but also exclusive animals.

No one knows the ruins in our hearts, and no one comes to see the paradox. (Sima Yi)

No one can know that our inner self is dying, flowers are flying, flowers are dying, and the sadness of flowers is red. This eyeful of bleak, desolate and lonely spread everywhere, and my heart was desolate again and again. How to clean up this mess?

No one knows the subtlety in our hearts, and no one has come to describe it in depth. No one will be willing to bury their heads in writing biographies for us.

No one can live in our hearts for a long time, and no one wants to live in the darkness of our hearts for a long time. What can stay in our hearts for a long time can only be our self-loss and loneliness. So thin and silent, no one can see it in the huge flow of time, no one will understand it, understand it, pity it and feel sorry for it, except ourselves.

At this time, all dreams become insignificant. All the pursuit of dreams has become less important. In our only life, what is worth paying and what we must ignore. How to understand the true meaning of life between giving and ignoring? Life is so ordinary, sometimes we really don't know why life comes and why it goes. Life is empty and helpless. How many lofty aspirations have we had, how many times have we been defeated by our own lofty aspirations, and all our dreams have become fragmented in setbacks.

What should the true nature of life be? How many times have we asked ourselves, the answer is clear and vague, flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog. "Be repeatedly affirmed, and helplessly denied.

People are as helpless as they are, and how much sadness and pain we have that no one knows. In the silent loneliness and loss of years, deep ravines will be carved in our hearts. Everyone's heart will have such a 1 dangerous valley, dark and unfathomable. Some people will plant orchids in this desolate and desolate danger, so that they can enjoy fragrance, but they are cheerful and open-minded, indifferent to fame and fortune, with an elegant orientation, and their inner land is full of vitality and vitality. Then this danger will be saved, and there will be no more danger to yourself and others. What about some others? Conflict is forgotten in people's real fame and fortune, and they have no time to care about others. The place isolated from the heart is covered with moss, which is dangerous. In the end, such people always fall into the danger carefully set by themselves, unable to extricate themselves, and suffer heavy losses, which are beyond redemption and do more harm than good.

In our eyes, others are always happy, in others' eyes, we are happy, and we seem to be living our own happy life forever. We have been living in mutual envy and are extremely happy. This is the definition we give each other. In fact, who can really control their own destiny? Forced to live in the present. Forced to do something else, forced to say something else. Maybe we can't calculate how far away we want to live. But what is certain is that we did have happiness, real happiness, and we also had sadness, real sadness. Life is a constant deduction of all kinds of joys and sorrows, and it is a different life of tragicomedy exchange.

People are always fragile, self-pitying and narcissistic.

Perhaps a sad lyric floating from the street can easily make us burst into tears.

Perhaps a casual sentence from others can conflict with our deep loneliness and frustration. (inspirational motto)

Maybe a short article will make you depressed and lonely.

Maybe a young face reminds you of a love that has been dusty for many years. Arouse the lowest warmth in your heart.

First love may always be memorable. It's always there, ruling the whole party. We are always willing to take out a large piece of land to put it. Young, cheerful, pure and true, his face is still so bright and elegant, and he has always been so young and rich. He always touches us easily and reminds us of many young days. It is so perfect and warm. We want to sleep comfortably in that dream and not wake up easily ... We always walk, smile and talk hand in hand. We came to that winter, and it snowed that day.

That snow has always lived in our hearts. Just because he was in that snow, there was such a line of deep and shallow footsteps, such a pair of affectionate eyes, such a silent chuckle ... and all the beautiful scenery in our youth, then we knew that first love could not be abandoned. We are greedy and naive in front of feelings. We suddenly found ourselves so real and lovely.

Memory is to awaken numb nerves and make beauty appear again and again. Even if the curtain is full of gray cups and mocking pleasure.

Night, all black, can drown a lot of reality. But it is also a lamp in your heart. In the deep darkness, the light inside you is leisurely and bright. You see your striking shadow, so lonely, stumbling, swaying and floating, like a dream. Wandering in the journey of your life is lonely, lonely, confused, helpless and helpless. And a little bit of a loss of fear.

In the deepest loneliness, we can only cope with our own souls. Two little faces look at each other and have a lot to say to each other. We laughed excitedly. Said the sad, began to cry. How real the self is at this time. It also takes courage to remove the layers of masks and pay attention to the soul of the self.

Some people say that girls are emotional animals, driven away by emotions and finally completely buried. Even under the grave, you should write an inscription to commemorate a memorial. Pay attention to the love after love, pay attention to protect the fragile self-esteem heart, but it will always be accidentally hurt. Injuries and scabs again and again, and finally all the original * * * are lost in numbness.

Time flies, and one day, we look at each other in the mirror. In the mirror, we suddenly found ourselves really that old.

As if you can still see the smiling faces of that year, every smile is still so dignified, clear and moving. But all this, they really left. (Excerpted from Daquan)

We really can't complain about life, and we really can't face ourselves in the past. Nothing will come back. The only thing we can tell ourselves softly is to stay calm and calm.

Selected inspirational articles II:

There is a kind of peace called calmness, and peace of mind is a kind of nobility and dignity!

Forgetting where I have seen this sentence has always been in my heart. This is a realm, an attitude towards life!

I always hear old people say: life is not satisfactory, nine times out of ten! All your experiences are fate!

Maybe life is really fate, so everything you meet seems to be destiny takes a hand, but whether it is pain or happiness, I think it is a life experience, so that your life will be colorful and full!

If a thing happens because of fate, then how to deal with the dilemma must have self-control, as if life is beyond your control, but how to treat life depends entirely on yourself! When a dilemma occurs, it may be the best way to deal with it optimistically!

I have seen some brothers and sisters get old in a short time because of temporary difficulties and pressure, because they are exhausted physically and mentally! Because of the heart, physical illness is often the cause of the heart, not external factors! No amount of cosmetics and nutrition can resist the aging of the human body caused by psychological fatigue! (article reading network: three smells)

If a difficult situation happens, no amount of anxiety and worry will actually help. Because what should happen is bound to happen, the only thing you can grasp is how to make the result not bad, or even a good turn for the better, when a difficult situation occurs! Therefore, when you encounter some unexpected difficulties in your life, you should calm yourself down quickly after a short period of anxiety and fear. It is precisely because of meditation that you can look at the difficulties you encounter rationally, and then analyze the possible consequences of the difficulties and how to solve them. If some consequences cannot be changed artificially, then there is no need to think about them, because it is useless to think too much. Many times, people's imaginary fears are far greater than their actual fears. Many times, it's not that the difficulties can't be solved, but that the ego scares the ego!

If this is fate, when you are destined to experience some hardships, you don't need to be afraid, run away or complain about others. This is not the time for you to complain about heaven, earth and others. It is precisely because when a difficult situation occurs, you have to bear it, and no one can replace you. Complaining can only worsen the impact of difficulties on you, and it won't have a little good effect! When people are alive, they need to think independently and undertake many things independently! Your endurance determines the relaxation degree and quality of your life! What you can do is to deal with it with your heart and optimism, and do everything that helps solve the dilemma with the simplest mentality. As for the consequences, don't think about it. No matter how hard it is, it will fade with the passage of time. In the past, as long as you are still alive in this world, look back. In fact, many of your anxieties are self-seeking, and the future is unpredictable.

Suffering can completely crush a once excellent person!

Suffering can also make a real and excellent person!

Please let suffering create elegance after nirvana rebirth in you, not decay!

There is a kind of peace called calmness, and peace of mind is a kind of nobility and dignity! When encountering difficulties, force yourself to be quiet, quiet, and then quiet! Only when you calm down can you look at the world rationally, and you can look at yourself rationally, so that you won't be confused and off track because of the temporary waves of life! I have always loved Tai Ji Chuan, playing Tai Chi and forgetting myself, and giving up the worldly life. In the infinite world, I share serenity, serenity and serenity …

Selected inspirational articles III:

Peace of mind.

Silence is another kind of existence.

-Zhou

At first, I never cared about such a quiet writer, but I was deeply impressed and inspired. Inner peace, leisurely, casual and literal, uninhibited in the hustle and bustle, eclectic, do what you want to do, say what you want to say, have both skills, and return to the original. So I met Zhou, whom I should have known for a long time.

Abundant tranquility is another existence, which ranks in no man's land. The quietness in the pen renders the whole quiet and mysterious world, and the heart sinks into the bottom of the secular world, and the desire has long since vanished. In this existential world, we can write a different kind of non-existence, enlarge the subtlety to get the material, and let go of HTC to get the refinement. In the dreamy situation, only by sinking your heart can you brew a so-called good work. The more I wake up from a hearty dream, the more I can't remember it, and the more I can't describe it in words. If you indulge in the noise for a long time, you will find that the saturated vitality needs to rush outward when it returns to calm. Looking for traces of self-flow in the winding rivers of ancient times. The mark of 1 year has weathered and precipitated, and it has returned to calm behind the stormy waves of the past. So, under numerous hype, he tried his best to get rid of the pursuit of fame and desire and return to his quiet world. A small room, a window, full of vitality and vitality. Quiet, he got rid of the false name and temptation of the outside world. The outside world is rich because it has rich spiritual treasure, rich spirit and boundless love. Extraordinary and free from vulgarity, in eternal peace, is the extreme of abundance and peace. The road to practice is lonely, precisely because wisdom inevitably comes from loneliness, but in the world, it disdains dust and does not sweep away any fame and fortune. Perhaps behind this silence, how should we precipitate and control it, and finally give ourselves a satisfactory answer to life, and Zhou just gave you this satisfactory answer.

With the femininity of a girl and the unique elegance of a man, he calmed down in the world he lived in with a delicate, lonely, sentimental and low-key temperament. It is difficult for people to find and understand themselves, but he fully grinds himself to the extreme in his writing and grinds himself to a mysterious and harmonious situation. He is a pure scholar writer. He wrote his own destiny around life and completed his own destiny history. Niu Niu, a father's note, is a memory that embodies his father's love and makes countless readers cry. In his words, he silently prayed for his daughter who died in this quiet and lonely world. In the shadow of death, he loves and hates his love. As a father, Niu Niu is his first daughter, and now he only thinks in the cradle and beside the grave. This is an unforgettable father's love, but the author has long been quietly convinced that it is a calm after a long period of pain and sorrow, a rich silence. He loves Shi Tiesheng, because he is the first tragic hero who stood in a desperate situation and asked questions. Disability brings him endless motivation and expectation. He has been asking questions about fate and God. The question of fate stems from sudden suffering. In shock and grief, he also passively asked God for advice. In this environment, Zhou understood Shi Tiesheng, a calm that struggled with fate until he was exhausted. This is another kind of rich silence in existence. They are both destined to write and live in another world. When each other's hearts and words are intertwined, there is less struggle and more silence after a long separation.

In Introspection in Shame, he denied that learning and understanding was his career and decided his life. It belongs to writing. It belongs to literature. Sometimes he is afraid of being famous, and he hates being sought after. It is precisely because of this that all this will disturb the rich silence of his inner world. He threw away those letters that bothered him, but he couldn't put it down for those letters that criticized himself and communicated with him sincerely. Indifference to him may have become a habit long ago, and false reputation and common interests have long disappeared from his dictionary. He is eager to be calm and criticize for advice. It is precisely because he prefers the quietness of the creative house to the loneliness of the top of honor.

He hates affectation, pretending in his articles, expressing his incomprehensible feelings and imposing them on others. He likes the extraordinary in the ordinary. Perhaps for him, life only needs a cup of light tea, a fallen leaf and a rain flower. Writing to himself and reading to readers, he loved himself in this way. He pushed the western Nietzsche to the forefront of the literary world in different opinions and gave him a Nietzsche in his own mind, a different Nietzsche in the literary world. He integrated his unique life feeling and added the color of their time, not so much in academic history as in everyone's heart at that time. He loves young people to read his book Nietzsche at the turn of the century, precisely because with the passage of time, he missed a new beginning in this spiritual field. He is not so much a writer as a thinker, and his profound thoughts are revealed between the lines. Some ordinary sentences reveal great innovative ideas, and at the same time, they also bring readers a unique way of development in the development of the times. In the new spiritual field, it has ignited a new creative fire for the new youth.

There is no end to literary creation. Isn't Zhou's Rich and Quiet World telling us that only true feelings can really think? I think there may be a lack of silence in my world, and of course there is affection. When creation is linked to reputation interests, our only spiritual secret will become worthless. Maybe it's just quiet, or self-denial, quiet and dry, and it's dry for a long time, so you have to put down the pen, because the pen at this time has already become a sharp weapon to hurt people, and your heart is like a plain horse, which is easy to put away but difficult to collect. Only by living in a poor world can you reap your precious wealth, which may be what a writer really wants. I always believe that in another world, after a long time, it must be rich and quiet.