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Taste loneliness

Loneliness is hard to endure. Loneliness is boredom, loneliness is inner hesitation, loneliness is the loneliness of the soul, loneliness is terrible. Some people can't stand loneliness and are willing to take the trouble to go shopping in shops that they have seen thousands of times to kill their loneliness. Or they are willing to go to the Internet to chat with lonely friends to cover up their loneliness. They are even willing to stand on the streets. Count the endless cars passing through the river to deal with the loneliness... Why don't you sit down quietly, make a cup of tea, and taste loneliness with me?

Savoring loneliness is to explore a deeper artistic conception. Loneliness is a space to show your personality. You can play the lute and the yu to relieve the pressure in your heart; you can also hug your knees and chant to express your depression; or even You can drink thousands of cups and laugh at the confused world; you can also cry loudly and let your tears flow into streams, rivers and seas. Loneliness provides a world for one person. You can accompany the fragrance of tea and gallop the horse of your thoughts in the wilderness of thoughts. Imagine that you are the leader of all spirits. This is not ambition. Imagine that you are the source of evil. This is not ambition. It’s not considered too much; imagining that you can control the wind and rain is not considered arrogant; imagining that you are worthless and insignificant is not considered shameful...

Savoring loneliness is to forget the hustle and bustle of the world and the troubles of trivial matters. Find a stable habitat deep in your soul. In the realm of loneliness, you can have the emotion of "the deceased is like a man", the sadness of "just frowning, but then it is in the heart", the helplessness of "singing to wine and singing, the geometry of life", and the lingering knot in your heart. There is melancholy, lingering desolation, and sentimentality of "who am I?"...

After savoring, I transcend myself and can have a transcendent artistic conception of living in the world. Loneliness is just a flash of the soul, which can represent temporary depression and depression. If you are calm, loneliness can be regarded as a kind of happiness.

Loneliness is like tea. It feels bitter and unbearable when you first take it in. When the tea water flows through your belly, you feel the heat surging. When you smell the aroma of tea again, there is a hint of refreshing. Only when you continue to taste it will the connotation of tea be revealed. Loneliness is the same. Looking for a place in the heart and building a "paradise". Everything is done according to one's own wishes. It is a rare release of the soul. This is worth pondering for several days...

Don't tire your legs anymore, stop wasting your money, don't tire your eyes anymore, rely on your inner strength to defeat loneliness! How about making another cup of tea and savoring the loneliness with me?

Taste happiness

Happiness is like a cup of light tea. Although you are in it, you have to taste it carefully to feel the sweetness.

In the blink of an eye, the day for the additional physical education test is coming, and my running results are not satisfactory, so of course I feel very anxious. So, I started to implement my training plan: run two laps after school every day. This seemingly simple plan is not easy to implement. Because I usually exercise too little, if I increase the amount of exercise all of a sudden, I will of course feel uncomfortable: cough, headache, and body aches. So, I started to back off.

After school, I came to the playground and saw my father who was already waiting there. I reluctantly walked over and wanted to tell him what I thought, but I swallowed the words as they reached my lips. Because I know that this is impossible for my "stubborn" father. I just walked to the starting line and took a deep breath to shake off my frustration.

"Get ready - run!" my father said seriously. I rushed out of the starting line and rushed towards the elusive finish line. The first 100 meters went smoothly, but after running through the curve, all kinds of pain came up. I tried hard to adjust myself, but what was worse was that not only did I fail to adjust well, but I also added another trouble: insufficient oxygen supply. As a result, my brain swelled, my legs became weak, and my speed naturally slowed down a lot.

"Run! Hurry!" My father's urging came to my ears like a military order. I got an idea and quickly accelerated. But I am still complaining in my heart: Humph! I'm so tired and you let me run! But after thinking about it and doing it, I finally speeded up. When I kept running for 600 meters, I realized: it's time to sprint. I took a deep breath and tried to speed up, but my legs felt like lead water. No matter how hard I tried, it was to no avail. I shook my head and thought: It's over now!

Just when I was about to give up, a fat figure suddenly flashed in front of my eyes. What? It's the father. I saw him waving to me, signaling for me to catch up with him, and then he started running quickly. I gritted my teeth and ran towards him, getting closer and closer. Finally, I ran behind him and chased him. I stared at my father's figure, and this ordinary figure suddenly became taller. This figure is like a navigation light on the turbulent sea, bringing me hope; this figure is like a signpost in the deep jungle, bringing me confidence; this figure is like a clear spring in the boundless desert , brought me motivation. Under the leadership of this figure, I forgot the pain and resentment, and finally rushed to the finish line, the finish line I had longed for.

While I was resting, several heavy coughs struck my heart. When I looked back, it turned out that my father had caught a cold because he ran too fast just now. I realized that my father had already been working all day and was still dragging his tired body to guide me. A warm current rushed through my body. I closed my eyes and savored it carefully.

oh! This is the warmth of happiness! I stood quietly, savoring it carefully, and melted into the warm current together...

What is happiness? Happiness is not as majestic as the mountains or as majestic as the sea, but it is warm and beautiful. As long as you savor it carefully, happiness is by your side.