The world is small and the country is small. Little people, little desires. Little beauty, little comfort. Small self-healing, small happiness. Less care, less comparison. How satisfied and grateful. Just put it down, throw it away, forget it, and live your life quietly!
"Everyone sweeps his own snow, regardless of the frost on the tile". It's not that you can't help others, but that you have to get their consent. If your kindness is not accepted, it is tantamount to "adding trouble" to others. For myself, a fiery heart is poured cold water, and it is inevitable that the heart is unwilling. Nowadays, the pace of work and life is too fast, the communication between people is too formal, and there are not many friends who can talk to each other. It is not easy to accept a warm person suddenly.
Sometimes I wonder, what is the purpose of people's life? I have worked hard all my life, and finally I am not a handful of loess. People always say that in a hundred years, maybe not so long, we will be submerged in the torrent of history. Sometimes I really want to give up my efforts, find a small place, guard an acre of land, relax all day, watch the sunrise and sunset, enjoy tea and the moon, climb mountains, blow the wind, smell the fragrance of the soil, let the morning dew cross the branches and leaves, and bring a little coolness. ...
It's a pity that I can't give up trying yet. In this world, there are old people and young people. We have to work hard and I don't want to be too materialistic. However, without basic material accumulation, no matter how many ideas are, they are just empty dreams. Looking at those deformed people who are tortured by birth, illness and death is a projection of our future life. Don't want to be too passive, try to catch up now. Life is not easy, do it and cherish it.