People live all their lives, and plants grow in autumn. Life is measured in spring and autumn. Life is short, life is impermanent, life is only a hundred years, life does not bring, death does not bring. Everyone comes into this world with life and must die. Birth, old age, illness and death are the normal state, life and death cycle, life and death depend on each other!

? Huang Tingjing has a saying: "There is great terror between life and death, born in the heart and manifested in the body". It is said that when people face life and death problems, they will have great fear and affect their words and deeds.

? The fear of death is rooted in the heart and cannot be avoided from ancient times to now. Some people are afraid of death and live in constant fear; However, some people think that people are inherently mortal, or they are heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather; Some people are dead, but he is still alive; Some people are alive, but he is dead, like a walking corpse.

There is always too much helplessness and regret in life, because this is life. There is always some unexpected warmth, only sincerity can be together forever, and only cherish can we have it. Mutual protection, wordless warmth. There are so many kind people in the world that the fickle world has more affection.

Day after day, the four seasons flow, and gradually become heavy in the annual rings of the years. In the early autumn, seeing the poem of Wenyou's teacher touched my heart. I learned from the poem that the teacher had esophageal cancer. Leave a message to the teacher and send a message to the teacher. Hello, teacher. I shouldn't bother you. Seeing your poem touches a chord. A thousand words can be summed up in one sentence. Take care of yourself, teacher! Pray for you! The teacher quickly replied to me, explaining the illness and operation. Hearing this news, my heart is restless, mixed feelings, complicated feelings, mixed feelings and sentimental. All the negative emotions climbed into my mind, and I shook my head hard, alas! A changeable life, a complicated life.

At the turn of summer and autumn, the teacher is in a stormy sea and in hot water, and her nerves are aching. Seasons alternate, leaving no traces, but diseases leave traces on teachers, leaving regrets! Although I have never met my teacher, the feeling of knowing each other and cherishing each other is deeply imprinted in my heart. My heart is still worried about the teacher's illness and I have a lot of thoughts. The teacher suffers from illness and struggles with it. I silently pray for the teacher, wishing the teacher to overcome cancer, recover and be healthy!

? A vast sea of people, a vast world? It is not easy to meet a teacher, but in a group, because of the fate of words, in mutual appreciation of prose, meet and meet! At first, I sent messages to each other, left messages and praised support! I often read some teachers' poems and essays, and my knowledge of teachers is gradually deepened. The teacher is in my circle of friends and in my group. Over time, we just pay attention silently and don't bother each other.

Teacher Xinlu is a writer of Shaanxi Writers Association and has her own collection of poems. Hit the jackpot. The teacher is brilliant, brilliant in literary talent, endless in writing and frequent in excellent works, which is an example for me to learn! The teacher had an operation, and in the midst of her illness, she still calmly wrote poems, worked hard despite her illness, and spoke her mind. In fact, the teacher is not writing poetry, but expressing his feelings in a way that suits him, which is slightly better than the disease. The teacher is very strong and courageous! Good spirit!

What kind of energy field will attract what kind of people. Teacher's signature: make friends with virtue, make friends with uselessness, make friends with brave people, and never read or write. Reading from a place without words is reading from a place without words, and learning to be a man in life. This sentence is a self-encouragement couplet written by Comrade * * when he was studying at Nankai School in Tianjin: "It is a matter of * * to have courage; Read from where there is no text. " He warned himself that people should have a choice in making friends and pay attention to practice in reading. "Make friends with courageous people" can be regarded as an important principle of making friends. Reading without Words is even more thought-provoking. It tells us that everything should proceed from reality, and so should reading.

? The teacher is full of iron bones and spreads positive energy. Charming personality and dazzling. Human nature is brilliant and shining! Let the soul wander in the misty rain, it is not the memory that gets wet. People come and go in a hurry, driving regrets up and down. The teacher took the heart as the road, followed the heart, wrote countless essays and poems, and silently warmed countless people.

There are many things in my heart, and my thoughts are always hard to calm down, tossing and turning in the autumn night. If life is a road, from birth to death, from beginning to end, there are storms, sunshine, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows of life, and hardships. Although the road of life is difficult and bumpy, I hope it will get longer and longer! Slow down the pace of life, slow down! I hope that on this road, we can have more delays, more scenery, more detours, more processes and more stops.

? People go all over the world, they are empty, and they argue more and argue less, so why bother to care about it everywhere. I've been trying to be innocent and carefree all my life. Feel the joy of life and appreciate every day of life, because life is impermanent and fleeting! In fact, life is a game, a dream and an illusion. Over the years, everyone has been trudging through this illusion!

Life is not a material feast, but a spiritual cultivation. Life is a blooming tree, always beautiful, blooming brilliantly and leaving peacefully. In the meantime, no matter what kind of struggle, what kind of pain and suffering, what kind of struggle, bit by bit, are stronger to resist wind and rain bullying, and it is beautiful to conform to nature.

Autumn, full of thoughts, is really an eventful autumn. Harvest is accompanied by bleak, mixed with sadness and joy. Heavy autumn, pressing on my heart, is a bit heavy! The autumn rain dripped, wet my day and splashed my heart. Sadness flows against the river! ? (Editor in charge: Deputy Editor-in-Chief)