The river is clear and shallow, and the years are safe. I stand on the bank of time, watching green willow Yiyi, listening to Qingyan whispering, watching distant mountains containing dai, listening to near water speechless, watching Qianfan unexpectedly, listening to the cry of a fiddler, watching fishing fire in the river, listening to fishing songs at night, watching cold river fishing alone, listening to lonely and miserable, a mountain, a water, a thing, a scene, a song, a song, a person, a thing, everything you see in this life, what you hear, what you encounter, I believe it has something to do with your previous life. It is only in this life that I come to accompany you, delight your eyes, touch your heartstrings, affect your thoughts, and inspire your inspiration. Only then do you have the ability to paint mountains and rivers, compose music in rivers and rivers, write poems, and fall in love.
Time flies, the world of mortals is bitter and cold. According to legend, human beings are all immortals in heaven. Only because they made mistakes in heaven, they were punished by the Jade Emperor, demoted to mortals, and let them suffer. As soon as the deceased was born, he was accompanied by heartbreaking cries. People in this life, how many painful tribulations, how many sad, how much annoying melancholy, how much sad grief, how many can not get rid of boredom, how many can not avoid the disaster, how many can not avoid the ditch, how many can not be turned over the mountain of love, how many things let you worry, how many people let you worry. Long night, rain Chinese parasol, desolate with loneliness, cold with sadness; vast desert, lonely smoke desolate, lonely with sleepless, hate with missing. Buddha said: the sea of suffering is boundless, looking back is the shore. However, when I looked back for the shore, I saw the rough waves and surging waves, which lost my heart and covered my eyes, but I could not see the shore said by the Buddha. Life, is to struggle in the sea of suffering, withstand great winds and waves, ups and downs; life, is soaked in the sea of suffering, suffering from the salty, boundless difficulties.
Time flies, and life is short. Life is only a few decades, in the long river of history, you are like a spray, once turned, you will never see again; in the far-reaching time, you are like a period of jet lag, it has been a hundred years. In the vast space and time, a person's life is like a meteor passing through the sky, leaving a moment of brilliance, and then disappears in the night sky. People don't know where it comes from, where it disappears, what star it is, why it is brilliant, why it falls. People's life is too short; people's desires are too much. In a short life, people have too many ideals to achieve, too many desires to meet, and the realization of these ideals and desires satisfaction, not only need people to work hard, to struggle, to strive for, but also need time to complete, to enjoy. However, life is short, and it will be a hundred years in the twinkling of an eye.
Time flies, cherish fate. In a person's life, how many people know each other, how many people know each other, come and go, fate, cherish fate, repay those who are grateful to you, tolerate those who have hurt you with the Buddha's mind, treat your loved ones with the tenderness of water, help those who need your help with the warmth of the sun, and cherish those who know and know each other with the attitude of cherishing fate. To be a good man, to treat others with sincerity; to do things with harmony and to be patient. Think about the decades of life, classmates, colleagues, friends, comrades-in-arms, literary friends, all are predestined with you, to be able to meet and get together. When you are in a bad mood, it is your friends who listen to you and comfort your soul; when you encounter difficulties in your work, it is your colleagues who help you tide over the difficulties; when your article is published, it is your literary friends who share your happiness and give you likes. Cherish the fate, but also to cherish the fate with the family, brothers and sisters, wife and children parents, are your closest people, but also with your deepest fate. Ten years to build the same ferry, a hundred years to sleep together. Parents are alive, often go home to see, do not forget the kindness of parents; when you are old, sisters often move around, do not forget Brotherhood; when your children are older, marry and marry, only your wife depends on you and cherish the relationship between husband and wife.
Time flies, keep each other insipid. People in this life, this is miserable, people in this life, the years are short, living is not easy, ordinary life, defend Enron together. Some people, for the sake of fame and wealth, deceive others, abandon kindness, and end up in the prison; some people, for the sake of rights, harm others, have evil intentions, and end up having trouble sleeping and eating. People, what is to live for, what is the true meaning of the pursuit of life? Insipid, insipid is true. In your spare time, you will have a wife and children. When you retire, you will have friends. When you are old, someone will send you a wreath. This life is enough! The greater the fame, the more troubles; no matter how much money is not yours, you will have to pay it back sooner or later. The ancients said: er Cao body and name are destroyed, do not waste the ancient flow of rivers. The ancients said: there are a thousand sails passing by the sunken ship, and there are ten thousand strong trees in front of the sick tree.
Human life, in the long river of history, is too short! Time is like a shuttle, the world of mortals is bitter and cold; time is like a shuttle, life is short; time is like a shuttle, cherishing fate; time is like a shuttle, keeping insipid, life is safe.
Author: qu Tian
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