When the sun was about to set, I stood in the twilight and looked at the mountains and rivers reflected by the setting sun in the distance. I used my pulsating feelings and boiling blood to turn the mountains and rivers into red hearts burning like fireworks. . Thoughts are surging, and a warm current is surging in the heart, gurgling with all the beauty and splendor of youth.

The sea of ????heart is surging, stirring up autumn thoughts. The passage of time is vivid in my mind. Looking back carefully at every moment in the past, every jump of life notes is an irresistible call and cry from the soul. Suddenly looking back, every moment of emotion overflows my heart. The high-hanging wall of my heart is filled with green and sweet and bitter fruits. The gentle and kind eyes make the festival of love more gentle and full. The dreamy beach is also filled with the pursuit and desire for love! If each other is the delicate sand, then we will always stick to the edge of the sea of ????hearts, just because you are with us, until the sea is dry and the stone is broken! Day after day, we pass through Qiu's heart, but there is no sound in the footsteps, leaving only a lot of traces. Many precious marks are also imprinted in each other's hearts. Who once said that no matter how many reincarnations we wait, we will always keep the sincere feelings in our hearts! Oh, remember, remember, it is you and me. Maybe, that is the eternal confession in life. Countless days and nights, it is true that my heart is filled with sadness. No matter how many thoughts fly around for a season, are you still with love?

----- "Yi Qiu" by Ma Jianjun The bright moon and clear wind on a quiet summer night always give me a feeling of tranquility and tranquility. The moonlight is as bright and clear as soft water, the clear light flows, and the meaning is peaceful. The moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant.

I like to use the moonlight to settle my mood, like water, the moonlight can be drank. Open the window and let the moonlight flow quietly on your skin. The light and elegant charm and the fresh and implicit mood naturally flow in your heart. The moonlight is as beautiful as the moonlight, and my mood becomes clear and soft in the moonlight. Suddenly, all kinds of touching and beautiful things in life are vivid and vivid.

Once upon a time, as an innocent person, I nestled in my grandma’s arms and counted the stars, leisurely admiring the clear and tranquil moonlight in the countryside.

Once upon a time, I had a heart-to-heart talk with my classmates in the clear moonlight on Jingjing campus, and realized the beauty and sadness of the passing years.

Once upon a time, I went boating with you on Taihu Lake in the watery moonlight, admiring the beautiful scenery of the world in the sound of oars and the shadow of the lights, in the reflection of the moonlight and the lake. The clear lake water and the ethereal sound of the piano made me intoxicated in the gentle feelings of Jiangnan and never knew where to go.

The shadows of flowers on the wall are moving, and it is suspected that a beautiful lady is coming. Zhang Sheng makes an appointment with Yingying, waiting under the moon in the west chamber, playing the guqin to convey his thoughts, and waiting for the beauty under the moon. A classic beauty. The pale moon stains the west window, and faint thoughts fill the air.

In the fleeting time, the moonlight interprets beauty in classical implicitness and modern romance, bringing people endless contemplation and leisurely intoxication.

The clear moonlight attracted me, so I put on my clothes and went out, walking slowly into the garden under the watery moonlight. The gardenias were bathed in the moonlight, with cold dew and frost, like a clear curtain in the distance. Youmeng. The bamboo shadows dance lightly with the rhythm, like water and moonlight passing through gently, reflecting the clear brilliance of the bright moon. All things are full and alive in the moonlight. The hustle and bustle, hesitation and hesitation of the world are all melted into this watery moonlight. Suddenly enlightened, suddenly enlightened.

Like water and moonlight, drinkable. Years pass by, and you can realize it.

Stand quietly on the garden path and listen to the silence...

Other people’s paths

A person wants to cross the swamp, because there is no way, so he tries Walk along. Although it was very difficult and dangerous, I could find a way by jumping left and right, but the good times did not last long. Before I went very far, I accidentally stepped into the mud and sank.

Another person was about to cross the swamp. When he saw the footprints of his predecessors, he thought: Someone must have walked through this. There will be nothing wrong in following other people's footprints. I tried to step on it with my feet, and it was indeed real, so I walked on with confidence. In the end, he lost his footing and sank into the mud.

Another person was about to cross the swamp. Looking at the footprints of the two people in front of him, he walked along without thinking. His fate was also conceivable.

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Another person was about to cross the swamp. Looking at the footprints of the people in front of him, he thought: This must be a road leading to the other side of the swamp. Look, So many people have walked through it, and I will definitely be able to reach the other end of the swamp if I continue along this path. So he strode forward, and finally he sank into the mud.

The road in the world does not become smoother and smoother the more people take it. If you follow the footsteps of others, you will not only fail to find new ideas, but sometimes you may fall into a trap.

Life List

Two patients were admitted to the ENT ward at the same time, both suffering from nose discomfort. While waiting for the test results, A said that if it was cancer, he should travel immediately and go to Lhasa first. B also said the same thing. The results are out. Person A has nasal cancer, and Person B has nasal polyps.

A made a plan to say goodbye to his life and left the hospital, while B stayed. A’s schedule is: a trip to Lhasa and Dunhuang; a boat trip from Panzhihua to the Yangtze River Estuary; a trip to Sanya in Hainan to take a photo with coconut trees as the background; a winter in Harbin; a boat ride from Dalian to Beihai in Guangxi ; Climb Tiananmen; read all Shakespeare's works; strive to listen to the original version of "Two Springs Reflect the Moon" by Blind Abing once; write a book. All these, ***27.

He wrote at the end of this life list: I have many dreams in my life, some have been realized, and some have not been realized due to various reasons. Now the time God has given me is running out. In order to leave this world without regrets, I plan to use the last few years of my life to realize the remaining 27 dreams.

That year, A resigned from the company and went to Lhasa and Dunhuang. The next year, he passed the adult examination with amazing perseverance and resilience. During this period, he climbed Tiananmen Square, went to the grasslands of Inner Mongolia, and lived in a herdsman's house for a week. Now this friend is fulfilling his long-cherished wish to publish a book.

One day, B saw an essay written by A in the newspaper and called to inquire about A's illness. A said, I really can’t imagine how terrible my life would be if it weren’t for this disease. It reminds me to do what I want to do and realize the dreams I want to realize. Only now do I realize what real life and life are. You're living a pretty good life! B didn't answer. Because as I said in the hospital, the trip to Lhasa and Dunhuang had already been put in the back of my mind because the disease was not cancer.

In this world, everyone actually suffers from a kind of cancer, which is irresistible death. The reason why we don't make a list of life like the man suffering from nose cancer, put aside all superfluous things, realize our dreams and do what we want to do, is because we think we will still live. longer. However, perhaps it is this quantitative difference that makes our lives qualitatively different: some people turn their dreams into reality, and some people take their dreams to their graves.

Looking for an umbrella

Once, a professor said to a businessman: "Last week, my umbrella was taken away in a church in London. Because umbrellas are friends It was given to me as a gift, and I cherish it very much, so I spent the price of several umbrellas in newspapers to look for it, but I still couldn’t find it."

"How did you write your advertisement?" the businessman asked. "Here's the advertisement," the professor said, taking out a piece of paper cut from a newspaper from his pocket.

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The businessman said: "I often advertise. There is a lot of knowledge in advertising. Your advertisement is not good and you can't find an umbrella. I will write another advertisement for you. If you can't find an umbrella again, I'll buy you a new one at your expense!"

The advertisement written by the businessman was published in the newspaper. Early the next morning, the professor was surprised when he opened the door. It turned out that there were six or seven umbrellas lying scattered in the garden. These umbrellas are colorful, made of cloth and silk, old and new, big and small, and they are all thrown in from outside.

The professor's own black silk umbrella was also sandwiched inside. Several umbrellas also had notes tied to them, saying that they had taken them by mistake by mistake, and begging the owners not to make the matter public. The professor told the businessman about this situation, and the businessman said: "These people are still honest.

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Do you know how the merchant's advertisement is written?

The merchant's advertisement is written like this:

"Last Sunday evening, someone saw a certain You took an umbrella from the church. If the person taking the umbrella does not want to cause trouble, it is better to return the umbrella to 10 Broad Street quickly. Everyone knows who this gentleman is. ”

The value of 20 US dollars

This is what I read from an English story:

A father came home very late from get off work. Tired and a little annoyed, he found his 5-year-old son waiting for him by the door, "Dad, can I ask you a question? "

"What's the problem? "Dad, how much money can you make in an hour?" "This has nothing to do with you. Why do you ask this question?" "My father said angrily.

"I just want to know, please tell me, how much do you make per hour? "The child begged. "If you must know, I make 20 dollars an hour.

"Oh" the child lowered his head, and then said, "Dad, can you lend me 10 US dollars?" The father got angry and said, "If you are just asking this question to borrow money to buy meaningless toys or things, then go back to your room and go to bed." Think about why you are so selfish. I work long hours every day and have no time to play childish games with you. "

The child went back to his room quietly and closed the door.

The father sat down and was still angry. After about an hour, he calmed down and began to think that he might be too cruel to the child. - Maybe the child really wanted to buy something, and besides, he rarely asked for money.

The father walked into the child's room: "Did you sleep, child?" "Dad, not yet, I'm still awake." "The child replied. "I may have been too cruel to you just now," the father said. "I burst out with all my anger today - this is the 10 dollars you want. ”

“Dad, thank you. "The child screamed happily and took out some crumpled bills from under the pillow and counted them slowly.

"Why do you want it when you already have money? "My father said angrily.

"Because it was not enough before, but I am enough now. The child replied, "Dad, I have 20 yuan now. Can I buy an hour of your time?" Please come home early tomorrow - I want to have dinner with you. "Share this story with the people you love, but more importantly share this $20 worth of time with the people you love - this is just a reminder to those who work hard that we should not fail to spend a little time with those who care. We care about our people and let time slip through our fingers.

Whether a person's situation is miserable or happy is always subjective.

Some people are content with a certain kind of life. No. So those who can be content with their current situation may as well live like this, and those who can't must try to find another way. You can't tell where you will be successful, and you can't be sure whether you will be happy when you reach a certain point. Some people will never feel satisfied. Their happiness is only based on the process of continuous pursuit and striving, so their goals are constantly moving away. Such people may have less happiness, but their achievements may be greater.

Bitterness and happiness are all determined by one's own judgment, which is not necessarily directly related to the objective environment. Just like a woman who does not like jewelry, even if she is in an environment that attaches great importance to vanity, it will not hurt her self-esteem. A poor scholar does not want to exchange diamonds or stocks with a millionaire, and a person who is content with a pastoral life does not envy any scholar's honorary title or high official salary.

Your hobby is you. Your interests are your capital, and your character is your destiny. Everyone has his own ideal paradise and a colorful world that he is happy to enjoy.

Big and small

A friend talked about his relative's great-aunt who had never worn shoes that fit her well in her life and often walked around in huge shoes. If her son asked her, she would say: "Big and small shoes are the same." Price, why not buy the big one? ”

Every time I tell this story, some people always burst out laughing.

Actually, we will see many such "aunts" in life. There is nothing The thoughtful writer writes heavy and bitter works; the painter with little content paints huge paintings; the businessman who is often away from home has a very huge home.

Many people continue to pursue greatness, but in fact they are just driven by inner greed, just like buying extra-large shoes and forgetting about their feet.

No matter what kind of shoes you buy, the fit is the most important. No matter what you pursue, you must always stop in moderation.

Decisions

People’s lives are always filled with choices, such as: Which university to study? Which career to choose? What kind of woman should you marry? ...Wait for the nerve-wracking stuff. The presence or absence of a person's decision-making power can show whether his personality is mature or not.

On the other hand, those who have no independent opinions do not suffer from the pain of choice. Because when he needs to make a decision, he always asks others: "Hey, what do you think we should do?"

Anyone who can achieve great success is a person with strong decision-making ability. He knows that the success or failure of a matter all depends on no one who can do it for you, and no one can decide for you.

At the moment of decision-making, success or failure is revealed.

This is the way people live their lives

I often warn myself and persuade my friends with the phrase "This is the way people live their lives." These seven words are easy to say and simple to listen to, but they are very profound when you think about them. It makes me brave when I am weak, humble when I am proud, active when I am decadent, happy when I am in pain, and can afford to take up or let go of anything, so I call it a "wake-up call". "Seven-character motto". ——I often think that if there is anything that cannot be resolved or tolerated in the world of labor, sorrow, gratitude and resentment, wouldn’t it disappear in just a few decades? If so, what can't be solved?

For a lifetime, people thought of this sentence, if I were a hero, I would create greater achievements; if I were a scholar, I would gain higher knowledge; if I loved someone, Then tell her boldly. Because when today passes, it will no longer come; when this life passes, everything will disappear. If you haven't read a book, haven't spoken a word, you will never have another chance. This is a precious life, I must grasp it well!

Life is just like this, you can grasp it actively; you can also face it indifferently. If you can't think about it, think about it for relief! Think of it when you are feeling down and be grateful! Because no matter what, you are always lucky to have this life, and you can't live this life in vain.

Like a flower

A smile is like a flower, true love is like a flower, hope is like a flower, and life is like a flower.

Everyone has their favorite flowers, and everyone has many reasons to be kind to themselves, and to condense a lifetime of time into a lasting fragrance in the river of time. When in full bloom, it attracts all attention with its dazzling brilliance.

The flowers are so delicate, no matter how beautiful and beautiful they are, they still cannot withstand the cold rain in the morning and the wind in the evening. Chun Hong hurriedly withered, leaving only full of sadness.

Flowers are beautiful warriors. Although they gradually become greener, fatter, redder and thinner in the wind and rain, they never bow their heads.

The same goes for life, like a delicate glass wine glass, which often cannot withstand the impact of natural disasters and man-made disasters, and is shattered into pieces of brilliance. Each piece is a transparent heart. Life is often like an epiphyllum, watered with years of tears and sweat, mixed with hard work, only then can you have a moment to look at the world with a smile.

In today’s world, there are fewer people who love flowers. When people are running for a living and can't even hold on to their own lives, who will listen to the flowers?

However, in this irritable city, please don’t forget that this world is a mirror. Everything is like a flower, and flowers are like everything. Therefore, Buddha picked up flowers and Kasyapa smiled; this smile is the whole world.

Life

Life may be the only factor in the universe that should be worshiped. The gestation, birth and manifestation of life's essence is an extremely exciting process. Life, like music and pictures, secretly carries a destined tone or color. When it encounters the tide, when it hears the urging of the horn, it will suddenly perk up, revealing its essential splendor and excitement. Of course, this essence is more likely to be mean, cowardly, and boring; its owner has no choice.

It should be admitted that life is hope. It should be said that despicability and vulgarity should not be prematurely complacent, and should not mistakenly believe that they have successfully eliminated nobility and purity. Pretense cannot last either, because time is flowing like a long river, and despicable people, profiteers, and vulgar sticks cannot always wear the crown of educators, poets, and warriors. At the end of their unhindered career, their descendants will be left with a lasting sense of humiliation.

I worship life

I worship the secret of noble life. I worship the steel fireworks that burst out when this life is born, grows, fights, becomes disabled, and sacrifices. I admire the freedom of a living life floating in mountains, rivers, oceans and continents.

Yes, life is hope. It floats freely and freely, and it makes there always be a bloodline among human beings that is not willing to fail and pursues its own golden pasture without regrets

The little fish of thought

Every Every pond has the smell of the ocean.

Every stone has the shadow of the desert.

That’s why the poet said: A clover, plus my imagination, is a vast grassland.

Walking in the fields of Autumn Moon, I remembered a poet's question to the old Tolstoy: Must everything / mature / have their heads lowered?

There is nothing wrong, every step we take will become the past, whether they are happy encounters or painful partings, but please believe that whether they are eager expectations or affectionate remembrances , every song we have sung will never disappear in an instant, as Rosa Luxemburg said: "No matter where I go, as long as I live, the beauty of the sky, clouds and life will be with me. ! ”

A narrow and selfish mind can become one’s own hell, while a broad and cheerful mind can become a paradise for others. There is only one layer between hell and heaven.

And all the flames of jealousy always start by burning yourself.

An old writer told me:

“How much time has your feet been crushed? But don’t regret it, as long as you tread truly, whose steps will There will be shades of it.”

When you finally win the flowers of success, don’t you miss the intersection of the past? In the luxurious house you rebuilt successfully, don't you miss the wood of the past?

Trust

It sometimes takes many years to trust someone. Therefore, some people have never really trusted anyone throughout their lives. If you only trust those who can please you, it is meaningless; if you trust everyone you see, then you Just a fool; if you trust someone without hesitation and in a hurry, you may be betrayed by the person you trust so quickly; if you only trust someone out of some superficial need People, then annoying suspicions and betrayals may follow; but if you dare not trust someone who is worthy of your trust, you will never be able to obtain the sweetness of love and the warmth of the world, and your life will be affected by this. And bleak.

Trust is a living feeling, trust is also a noble emotion, and trust is a bond that connects people. You have an obligation to trust another person unless you can prove that person is unworthy of your trust; you also have a right to be trusted by another person unless you have been proven unworthy of that person's trust.

Owning

There are countless beautiful things in this world. We always hope to get too much and have as many things as possible for ourselves.

Life is as short as a fleeting moment. Life is drained away inadvertently between possession and loss.

If you lose the sun, you still have the shining of stars; if you lose money, you still get friendship; when life leaves you, you still have the kiss of the earth.

When you have it, you cherish it more; when you lose it, you should regard it as accepting the test of the true knowledge of life, and as the commitment of the promise of struggling in life.

If you have honesty, you give up hypocrisy; if you have fulfillment, you give up boredom; if you have steadiness, you give up impetuousness. Whether it is intentional abandonment or accidental loss, as long as it has been truly owned, at some point, isn’t generous abandonment also a state?

What you lose inadvertently, you can still fight for it again. If you lose your love, you can find it in the spring; if you lose your will, you have to sharpen it again in the winter. But you can't pick up laziness after you've thrown it away.

Having too many desires turns into a burden. What can be more fulfilling and satisfying than having an indifferent mind?

Choose indifference, and then prepare to walk a mountain road

(1) Life is like a river of spring water flowing eastward. It originates from the highest place, and ice and snow are its predecessors.

He gathered many small streams into a powerful torrent and rushed downwards. He zigzagged through the cliffs, overturned layers of sand and soil, carried rolling sand and stones, and flowed away happily and bravely. He enjoyed everything he encountered along the way; sometimes when he encountered a rocky obstacle, he started galloping angrily, roaring, whirling, and pushing forward with waves until he passed and overturned the cliff. Only then did he calmly flow for thousands of miles; sometimes he passed by the thin flat sand and saw the red peach blossoms on the bank in the fragrant grass at sunset. He was happy and shy, flowing quietly, singing softly, He could go through this romantic journey freely; sometimes he encountered storms, this electric shock, this thunder, which frightened his soul, the strong wind swept him, and the heavy rain hit him, he was temporarily muddy and disturbed, and the rain The clear sky only gave him a lot of new strength; sometimes he encountered the sunset and the new moon, shining and projecting on him, with some faint warmth in the coldness: he just wanted to rest and sleep, and The forward force still urges him to move forward... (Bing Xin's "Talk about Life")

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Looking forward, looking forward, the east wind is coming, spring The footsteps are approaching. Everything looked like he had just woken up, and Xinxinran opened his eyes. The mountains are moist, the water is rising, and the sun is blushing. The grass secretly emerged from the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the fields, you can see that there are large areas full of them. Sit down, lie down, roll a few times, kick a few balls, race a few times, play hide-and-seek a few times. The wind is gentle and the grass is soft. Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, if you don't let me, I won't let you, they are all full of flowers. The red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like clouds, and the white ones are like snow. There is sweetness in the flowers; when you close your eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, apricots, and pears. Thousands of bees were buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes were flying around. Wild flowers are everywhere: various kinds, with names and without names, scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, and they are blinking. "The willow wind does not blow cold on your face", good, like a mother's hand caressing you. The wind brings the smell of newly turned soil, mixed with the smell of green grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly moist air. The birds settled their nests among the flowers and leaves, became happy, and showed off their clear throats to their friends, singing melodious tunes that matched the gentle breeze and flowing water. The piccolo played by the shepherd boy on the cow's back was also ringing loudly all day long.

Zhu Ziqing's "Spring"