Grateful, I came to this world, when I first opened my hazy eyes, ignorant look at the world, it is gorgeous, beautiful! Spring has the charm of spring, summer has the enthusiasm of summer, autumn has the desolation of autumn, and winter has the quiet beauty of winter. I feel the beauty of life and not easy, and deeply understand that in the face of fallen leaves to look forward to budding, which requires an immortal heart of spring, an optimistic heart. Treat life with an optimistic attitude, a happy mood will also make life alive, as long as there is a scene in the heart, where is not the fragrance of flowers?
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If a person's life can be like a flower, is the most gorgeous and beautiful retention, that would be great! It's just that the world is too big and life is too short. Try to live it the way you want it to be. That's the right life. I remember the writer Anping said: the same window, although the ground is muddy looking down, but the lights are bright ahead, and looking up is even more beautiful starry sky. Yes, grace, like difficulties, is a reality. Don't worry. There is no injustice in the world, only an aggrieved heart. I would like to be like a flower, blooming in the gentle sun, so that it is full of color, the fragrance of flowers.
A flower of happiness, watered in friendship, affection and love, takes root and sprouts in love. Perhaps, in our eyes, the original world is kind and simple, not that we can't stick to the original self. More often, when we are unguarded, we are deeply stung, so we begin to drift with the current, become hypocritical, and lead a very tired life wearing a mask. In fact, I would like to know, why we grow up so fast in the wind? Those clear time, those young sadness, is how through my body, so squandered youth.
Silent, one day, maybe I will break the pupa and grow up more beautiful than people expected, but the process may be long, painful and hard, and sometimes I will give up. In the face of the surging reality, I feel that my strength is very small, but this is a part of life. Do what you can, and don't be afraid. Now that a road has been identified, why inquire about how long it will take? Don't blindly live in the eyes of others, you will really lose yourself. Live well every day, in every detail of life. As if nothing had happened, it was the best revenge.
The cruelty of reality, working alone in a strange city, the road under my feet is winding and winding. The distance is a complicated and confusing dream, once panic, contradiction, lack of self-confidence, negativity are young frivolous. Miss the years, the beautiful roses in Mobei, but desolated the spring, summer, autumn and winter in the reincarnation, who placed the drunken tomorrow on the strings of Pandora, the false chant of heaven and earth for the rest of his life? Big world frank feeling, do not know it when believe in yourself, will hurt the wound gently knead, there will always be a person to accompany you to see the starry sky brilliant, in fact, we have been waiting, waiting for a person
Why is the world so lonely? Occasionally the mossy heart will be wrapped in loneliness. I really want to have a thick shoulder to lean on when I am tired and comfort my sigh when I am tired. To be the shoulder of my destiny, not the guest of life, a trace of warmth in the streamer, deep feeling, full of expectations. The sky of years, will be fair to everyone, because in a corner of the world, there will always be a person waiting for you, no matter when, no matter where, fate has long been doomed.
I have been so proud, but my spirit is occasionally distracted. I want to stick to the pure lotus at the bottom of my heart and smell the sweet fragrance. How can I be timid and flinch when I am down? Or maybe I can't feel at ease, but I can use an optimistic attitude to make my life more valuable and meaningful. There is a good saying that falling red is not a heartless thing, but it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. In fact, although life is not as good as imagined, nor is it so bad as imagined, maybe the memory of the past will become a proud memory one day in the future.
The lights and wine of the city also once lost themselves, feeling sad and resentful, at a loss if the pursuit of flashy, but also full of sadness, Yichuan tobacco is nothing but idle worries. Maybe we will always be obsessed with the situation, looking at others with binoculars and looking at ourselves with magnifying glasses. Life will often give us a joke, do not be sad, do not be impatient, melancholy days need to calm down. Anonymous said: for a beautiful hope, we are so suffering, tears, blood. Yes, the storm is coming, do not let yourself in the dark, cold, nothing? Despair, happy time will be in the wind and rain, with you gently pull sleeves, in the depths of clouds and smoke, freehand brushwork of the perfection of this life.
I think the attitude towards life is very important, while the sun is right, while the breeze is not impetuous, while we are still young, there is still a long way to go, if we can feel the beauty of life, attentively feel the beauty between heaven and earth, and the beauty between pitching is readily available. Harvest is also joy, the mind will become tolerant and magnanimous, naturally less complaining and hurt, flying all the way! The world, everything is the scene, with the love of life, with a smile to change the world, do not let the world change your smile.
Experienced some human accidents, experienced mature self, I no longer complain, no longer decadent. When some promises that can not be fulfilled in the past, why not condense incense into a poem, do not be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful soul-stirring. Thousands of thoughts pay to the pen, there will always be someone to give you warmth, with every enthusiasm, smooth the abrupt edges and corners of the road, save the story of Doukou years in the sweet day and night, no matter when, the garden will be full of incense.
Author: Ai Yufei
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