Most people pursue a flying life. In fact, the ordinary is the background of life.
Ordinary is the trajectory of most life. The general is the top of the tower, and the soldiers are the foundation of the tower. On the stage of life, is there anyone in the Lord? Compatible with all living beings. It is the countless soldiers, matchmakers and green leaves that closely cooperate with the general, the lord and the red flowers that form a harmonious and wonderful world.
In life, many ordinary things are often the most important. White and sky are ordinary, but they are indispensable to our lives; grass and green leaves are ordinary, but only they can provide us with fresh oxygen; the mud on the earth is ordinary, without them, we cannot obtain the energy and nutrition to sustain life...
Extraordinary is great, but ordinary is the tone of this world, the background and original color of life. The extraordinary person is soaked in the ordinary most of his time. Greatness can only show their value against the backdrop of ordinary. Greatness and extraordinaryness are actually born in the ordinary.
Ordinary is by no means shallow, by no means mediocre, and by no means unwilling to be enterprising. Life is originally ordinary. As long as we make efforts, take responsibility, and realize the value of our existence, ordinary people are equally charming, and ordinary people are also noble people.
Precisely because we are ordinary, we must learn to give our smile to ourselves on the road of life.
We do not have to be inferior for our normal life, be careless for our lack of noble social status, and be filled with frustration and sighs in the warehouse of our hearts.
We can praise others' success and envy others' wealth, but we must never underestimate our own ordinaryness. Ordinary also has ordinary value. As long as you are satisfied with yourself, it is a kind of happiness and happiness. Maybe we can't see the admiration of others, but we can cheer for ourselves.
Precisely because we are ordinary, we need to learn to filter our minds, often clean the warehouse of our souls, clean up yesterday's worries, and free up space in our minds to store more today's happiness.
In this world of worldly affairs and materialistic desires, facing the beautiful flowers, ordinary people must learn to appreciate but not be intoxicated; facing the wind that comes, we must be able to deal with but not escape. Although we cannot stop running, we can master the rhythm of our steps. Whether we are wandering outside the gate of success or standing on the podium of glory, we must wave our hands and continue to move forward calmly. The pace of life is more steady, which is also a moving beauty.
Classic beautiful excerpts2
1. Promise often misses butterflies, and the beautiful frisbee is circling and then disappears.
2. Why care so hard if you don’t belong to yourself?
3. She taught me to smile, he taught me to love, care, who taught me to forget
4. Even if I was held in my hands, I was still uncertain whether I had you in my heart.
5. Although the love is broken, I refuse to think about the past.
6. Let go silently, hoping not to see your smile again.
7. In the world, many people have encountered, lost, misunderstood, and missed it. Therefore, by the year, not everyone can have it.
8. You are so cruel, so cruel, so cruel that I can't stop my tears. At this moment, I feel so humble.
9. The cold oath is sleeping in the fairy tale.
10. Looking at me, you are lying, looking at you, but you cannot disguise.
11. If I can turn back and get back, it will no longer be meaningless. I will fight for the curse and leave. If I do not place it.
12. You use your cold fingertips to write down your support in my hands.
13. It’s not that I treat love as a play, it’s just that I’m too playful.
14. Loneliness is just a gorgeous bluff lineup.
15. Talk to loneliness, but I just don’t want to believe that you have left
16. Even if you cry, it is a commemoration. Even if I cry, I will never go back to my childhood.
17. Even if you say sorry, you can't change our past.
18. Just call and repeat those sentences every day. I can’t guess what you think.
19. When we can't look back, we can only continue to move forward.
Classic beauty excerpt 3
1. Every time I go out on a trip, I always carry a bottle of my hometown. Sometimes, at a hotel in the guest field, I take out the bottle of my white, and look at it, and I feel that the gray black white is very beautiful and full of power. The white of our hometown gave birth to us, making us grow into men who are in the sky. Even if we drift thousands of times, we can be filled with tenderness and magnificence on lonely and foreign nights. That bottle of water not only contains the love of my hometown, but also the blessing of my mother. This blessing lasts forever and always takes care of me.
2. The sound of the wind chime is beautiful and long. I don’t sound like a ringtone at all, but music. Wind chimes are the music of the wind, which makes us feel cool when we listen to it in summer and warm when we listen to it in winter. The wind has no image, no color, and no sound, but the wind chime gives the wind an image, a color, and a sound. For wind, wind chimes are awareness, observation and touching. Every time, when I listen to the wind chime and perceive the existence of the wind, I feel that our life flows like the wind, which is almost difficult to master. Therefore, we need the wind chime in our hearts to be aware of the flow of life, observe the content of life, and be moved by the accidental meeting between life and life. With the wind chime, although the wind blows, it still leaves a wonderful sound. With the wind chime of the heart, life will leave moving traces even if it passes. Every time the wind blows, every step of the year will exist so realistically.
3. "Write worries on the beach" is the most important key for Zen practitioners, which is "let go". Our worries come from attachment. In fact, attachment is like the words written on the sand. Once the sea rushes, it flows. dependent origination and emptiness is the reality of everything. If you can see this 1, there is no difficulty in letting go.
4. Although love and separation are impermanent, it also makes us feel the heart of nature and know that impermanence has its beauty. Think about it, why most people in this world like real flowers and don’t like plastic flowers? Because real flowers will fade, which makes people feel intimate. On the coast of life and death, we say goodbye, but we must not leave it alone. This is the biggest dilemma for man. However, life is time, and neither can be reversed. Instead of falling and resenting the head, it is better to look at the foot from today. Instead of being tortured by the love separation that cannot be exchanged for yesterday, it is better to return to the present.
5. The dispersion of causes and conditions may not necessarily make people cry, but the reluctance, persistence, and greed for causes and conditions will inevitably make people cry like a sea. Impermanence is an inevitable process of time and space. It forces us to lose our young, precious, halo-wearing years. It is a feeling of regret and helplessness. However, if impermanence leaves a painful lesson because of human negligence, it is hated and disgusting.
6. We came to this world crying, played various different roles, performed all kinds of false scripts, and finally left this world crying. Every day after I finished my evening walk and when I was about to return home, I touched Yang's hair with gratitude and said some words of praise and gratitude. Thank you for the shortcomings of this world, so that we can be alert to depravity. Thank you for the pollution of this city, so that we can have the wisdom to pursue purity. Being grateful for those seemingly ignorant flowers and trees, which makes us deeply recognize ourselves. Even if the living conditions can only be like animals, humans should not live as if animals have lost their sentimentality, calmness, gentleness and dignity. In the midst of the sufferings and sorrows of China throughout the ages, the reason why Chinese people have not lost their essence is really because of this simple idea: "When people live, they must be like individuals!"
7. When I go down to heaven, I often pray like this: I hope that the tears in the world will not fall as heavy as those in heaven.I hope that the heavens will not end up as dirty as the tears in human beings. I hope everyone can have an umbrella of sunshine to withstand the wind of life. I hope everyone can become a clear person because of the cleaning of the water. A person who blooms with wisdom will permeate the whole world and will not be limited by the scope of the season. A person who develops the qualities of precepts, concentration and wisdom through his inner self can bring the fragrance of his personality even in adversity!
8. When a clear window is faced with the changes of time and space, there will be spring flowers; when a fireflies float in, there will be fireflies; when the sound of autumn comes, there will be autumn sounds; when the cold of winter comes, there will be winter cold. When you break in, you will have love, and when you get in, you will have sadness. If anything comes to our clear window, you can experience the deep taste of life more truly.
9. I believe in numerology, but I don’t believe that nailing four copper coins at the foot of the bed can ensure a happy marriage and a happy ending together. I believe in wind, but I don’t believe that hanging a wind chime or placing a fish tank can make people prosperous and their official careers safe. I believe that there are some mysterious correspondences between people and the environment, but I don’t believe that a person can make a thing successful or fail by crossing his left or right foot first. I believe that besides humans, there are countless sentient beings in this world who live with us, but I don’t believe that by burning and worshiping, you can be safe and happy every year. I believe that there are incredible causes and conditions between people, but I don’t believe that good fate can mature without any effort. I believe that reincarnation, cause and effect, and karma can promote or degenerate a person, but I do not believe that by using the help of a stranger's fortune-telling and change of fortune, we can improve or degenerate us.
10. The bitter and green vegetarian dishes are both treasures of the Forbidden City in Taipei. They can only be fully equipped with large and small. The beauty of the bitter and green vegetarian dishes lies in the quality, warm and subtle; the beauty of the green vegetarian dishes lies in the ingenuity and the spirit lies in the meticulousness. "There are so many sufferings in the world, and the only compensation is the little joy and little suspense in life." Isaac ⾟ge said.
11. When the lemon flowers are in full bloom, I pass by the lemon garden, and the rich fragrance of the flowers always makes me confused. Among all the flowers, lemon flower is the sweetest and has a thick and sweet feeling; but for all the fruits, lemon fruit is the sourest, which is better than vinegar. This confused feeling made me unable to help but look at the lemon flowers carefully, watching the pure water of the flower and five leaves, tender yellow, and some even traced the thin purple piping, allowing the sweetness of the flower to flow into my chest and abdomen.
12. I occasionally open my eyes to look at the world, but I feel sorry for my body. How do I tell you about the beauty of the ephemeral? It is Belle. She spit out a beautiful net, tripping our eyes, making us reluctant to move it for a second. If she is compared with other things, she is an insult to the ephemeral ephemeral. The garden as big as a square meter is filled with it and flows out densely.
13. Do you also know the principles of flowing and brightening? The flowing constantly, but it does not really disappear; the flowing is round and fuzzy, but it does not rise or fall at all. From the perspective of change, the world changes in every blink of an eye; from the perspective of self-change, everything and I are infinite. Between change and unchanging, sentiments have sadness, sentiments have loss, and sentiments have sadness. These are all born from change. However, if the eyes are as big as the sky, sad, lost, and sad, aren’t they just shells by the sea? The shells are dead, but they leave shape, color and beauty. This is somewhat like what the Zen master said: "The heart is as hot as the water, the eyes are as cold as the gray." My heart is always enthusiastic, close, gaze, and feel about everything in life, but it must be turned into words, and it seems that there are a pair of calm eyes that look back, fly away, and come back to see all this in a calm manner.
14. In the real life, we stare, listen, and meditate, which makes us see, listen, stop, and then move forward, and march at a floating level. Often we only see it when we close our eyes and disappear in shape. When the words are silent and the words are in vain, I hear them. Only when we empty our thoughts and do not think about them will we become clear.Sentiments are in ruthlessness, separation is in encounter, extraordinaryness is in ordinaryness, oh! Which river does not find a way out in heavy obstacles? If the ideal feeling is a river, it will freely find a way in the middle of mercy; if the heart echoes the heart, it will be like a sword hanging on the top of a tree, found by those with destiny. Life is complex and cumbersome. Creation is simple and great. Looking at life from creation, don’t fall into a river, think about the scenery by the river often. Looking at creation from life, don’t catch the sky, but really become the sky.
15. Creators do not have to boast or belittle themselves. Painters leave colors to the earth, musicians leave voice to the earth, writers leave words to the earth... Because the earth does not deceive and the earth is selfless, we can sincerely express it and it is worth completing it with lifelong power. Deep in our hearts, there must be something that can transcend the limitations and penetrate life and death, just like the sky star igniting the night. Although those transcendence and penetration come from personal emotions, if they do not echo the earth, are not harmonious with the transfer of seasons, and are not in harmony with the rising and rising seasons, just like the rose pruning branches, the rose has died in the moment of movement.
Classic beautiful article excerpt 4
How many people have sighed: "Marriage is the grave of love." Did you change, or did he change? Have you discovered many shortcomings that were not exposed before marriage, or did you dilute your relationship?
You have also swear to love each other forever, but why can't you love each other well now?
In fact, true love can only be best interpreted in marriage. A happy marriage is not because both of them are excellent, but because they are able to tolerate each other's shortcomings.
Don’t blame your wife for sleeping in. When you prepare breakfast and ask her to get up, but she still refuses to get up, don’t feel wronged, wrap her arms around your neck and pull her up!
No matter how lazy a woman is, she will give you a sweet smile.
Don’t blame your husband for neglecting you for watching live TV on the football match. When you prepare dinner and ask him to have a meal, but he is still not moving, don't lose your temper. Gently come to him and quietly tell him how much you love him.
And then, hold his hand, and even the coldest husband will follow you to the dining table with you.
When you are far away from a business trip, you still don't forget to listen to the sky forecast of his city and remind him on the phone that the weather changes should be increased more, his heart must be warm; when he goes home for a day of hard work,
When you see the window lights that you light up for him from afar, his heart must be beautiful; when you cheer for every success, the tall husband raises his petite wife high above his head,
When your wife reaches out to touch the beautiful chandelier on the ceiling, it is the feeling of "snatching the stars by hand", it is the feeling that you will only have in heaven! You will sincerely sigh that life is so happy and marriage is so wonderful.
Maybe you have lost the passion of your past days and feel that the days in front of you are as dull as white as a white sky. So add some seasoning to your life! Open your album and see your figures of snuggling with each other in the past. Read your diaries and letters, and recall your feelings when you first love. You will all go back to the past year, one is a shy young man and a lovely young man. Maybe you will be moved to tears.
A husband, please accompany your wife to the mall! Don’t feel that there is no fun. When you follow her with a large bag and small bag, she accidentally turns back and sees your attentive figure,
I will definitely be grateful to you. Be a wife and treat your husband’s friends enthusiastically! Don't be annoyed. When his friend praises him for marrying a good wife in front of him, he will definitely love you very much.
Don’t be afraid of giving, giving itself is also a kind of happiness! When your beloved is happy because of your efforts, you will also get the greatest fulfillment.When you are no longer young and beautiful, no longer young,
When you become a pair of white-haired white men, you will truly realize the most solemn promise of love that the ancients "hold your hands and keep with you".
Just as the singing floating outside the window: "The most romantic thing I can think of is to slowly change with you..."
-----Excerpt from "Speech and Eloquence"
Classic beautiful article excerpt 5
1. "There is no end in life." Only when you are resting can you say that you have finished your life. Before that, there will always be a new first time, new challenges are still there, and new insights continue to emerge...
2. When the first ray of sunshine shines on the earth, we start a long journey of study, like thousands of middle school students. When I entered the classroom, I could no longer find the joy of stepping into this when I was a child, and replaced by extreme depression. Looking at the strange faces, a little melancholy rose in my heart. The familiar face of the past has now disappeared.
3. Under the dim desk lamp, I stared at this cup of tea. The boiling impact made me feel the tea clear. The little sweetness in the bitterness was also occupied by my greedy mouth. The hazy eyes outlined a hazy memory, but the memory was no longer hazy.
4. Every night, the rumbling of lathe echoes by my white. I no longer feel that this is noise. I no longer have difficulty falling asleep because of this. This sound is more beautiful than my mother's soft lullaby . I love to fall asleep in the arms of this sound.
5. Mother's love is a selfless feeling. Mother's love is like warm sunshine, falling in our hearts. Although it is silent, it makes the seedlings of life feel the warmth afterwards.
6. That time, I smiled, and I was so happy. The sun in the evening seemed to smile. Look, its smile turned red half of the sky...
7. You are the fine moistening things, you are the intoxicating spring breeze, you are the heavy caress and gaze affectionately, you are the beacon light in the sea of fog, you are the sunshine that you cannot catch, you are the invisible space... Ah, family affection, where are you?
8. ⼥⼉Look up his head and looked at the long road extending in the distance, gently lifting his stiff mouth, looking at his mother beside him, and continued to move his steps happily. I should feel that step was firm and light.
9. Friends, have you understood family affection? Family affection is a coat that your parents put on you in the cold, a cup of milk that your mother makes for you late at night; family affection is the child's tender little hands that wipe off the sweat beads from his forehead, and a considerate feeling when he handes tea when his mother is tired.
10. In fact, the road of life has never been smooth, and everyone will encounter various obstacles. To move forward bravely like Liu Xiang, you can fly a hurdle, and your life will be full of brilliance and joy.
11. In fact, growth is a delicious candy, and the taste left by the lips and teeth aftertastes our endless imagination. But if we do not control it, we will not taste the initial sweetness, and what will be replaced will definitely be bursts of pain. So as I grow up, I must learn to relieve my worries and protect our "foot teeth". Only in this way can we taste more sweetness and happiness!
12. Family affection is not only the long concern of "the loving mother's hand, the wanderer" of Meng Jiao , it is also the deep sigh of Wang Wei "Alone in a foreign land, I miss my family more during festivals", it is the beautiful wish of Su Shi "I hope people will last forever and share the beauty of the moon", and the family joy of Qiji "wishes the most little rogue, lying on the stream and peeling lotus pods"...
13. Family affection can ignite the hope of life and support the blue sky of our hearts; it is a kind of sweat, tears, and pain, an ordinary and great beauty.
14. Family affection can illuminate human life and make the road ahead full of flowers; it is a firm belief and a persistent instinct. Even if you are penniless, family affection still exists.
15. Family affection can nourish people's hearts and make life full of sunshine; it is a deep emotion hidden deep in everyone's heart. It can break through the obstacles of time and space and make two hearts hug each other tightly.
16. Let those lonely children thrive as we do. They are the flowers of the motherland and the rising sun. The future ambition of the motherland also belongs to their structure.
17. The road of life is long and tortuous. On the way forward, we may lose our direction and may be addicted to the road scene. Many fog and wrong road signs will mislead us, making us unable to move forward or even make us move in the opposite direction. At this time, only by finding our own position can we approach the goal step by step and get closer to success.
18. Life is like a cup of strong tea, you need to savor it carefully. A new word summarizes its entirety and can taste different flavors at different times. Only in this way can it be considered a good tea and a perfect life.
19. If growth is a work, then trouble is a typo hidden deep in the paragraph; if growth is a piece of white paper, then trouble is a flaw attached to the back.
20. They use all their energy and life to realize what they pursue. They use their personal experience to tell us that we can do something well, but in fact they have realized their own value. And what we should do now is to do a small thing well and be serious in small things so that we can accomplish those big things that are related to our lives.
Classic beauty excerpt 6
1. I like snow. Whenever I remember those many snowy days, I have an incomparable impulse and passion. The snowflakes are naturally clean. Flawless and spotless. Even if she transforms into the sludge, she still emits a fresh, simple and firm rhyme. She can be said to be neither humble nor arrogant, upright, and upright, without losing the style of a beautiful gentleman in the world. No wonder since ancient times, there have been many poets and literati and wise men who praise them and praise them. I think it would be great if a person could be as good as a snowflake. I hope more people like snow.
2. The song is melodious and melodious, and she has disappeared before her eyes, as if she has dispersed like a dream.
3. The big elm tree over there is as high as six floors. The thick main tree is divided into five centimeters from 5 centimeters. The two branches are nestled together and lean against each other. The thick branches are scattered in a dense manner. The entire tree canopy forms a large umbrella-shaped tree. The snow presses the branches like beautiful white corals. The breeze blows, and the fine branches sway gently in the wind, just like groups of white corals squirming at the bottom of the sea, which is so beautiful.
4. The birds chirp, butterflies dance lightly, and the grass sways. She is on the edge of the thatched road, sometimes turning and disappearing, sometimes staying and searching, sometimes staring, sometimes sitting by the stream and listening to the stream gurgling, sometimes drawing a tranquility, sometimes picking up a handful of sand and gently lifting it up, sometimes laughing wildly to attract a butterfly, I was attracted by this move without deviation. , just put your feet on the stream and enjoy this time quietly, enjoying the feeling of the little fish kissing their toes, the intoxicated and beautiful thoughts spread beside her, sucking each other silently and motionlessly, warmly melting into the sunshine, the rippling warmth moistens the surrounding scenery, sweet and soothing the heart movement of every second, quiet becomes the infinite scenery at this moment, the most beautiful luxury.
5. Can the silver snow in that land allow those lost people to return in time? Whether their lives can reflect many ugliness in the world.
6. When I was a child, after late autumn, it started to look forward to the New Year when the first snow fell. Because at that time, children had hope for the New Year - wear new clothes and eat delicious food. But at that time, the Chinese New Year was often not up to its expectations - the new shoes the boys wanted were not worth buying, and the clothes the boys wanted were not covered.Grandma still has a way to destroy the boys' old clothes and turn them over and make them into cotton bags. This can also make the boy happy and hold their grandma's cheeks and kiss them all over. The child is not easy to coax, but grandma has a way. She washed the child's old clothes and then turned them over and made them into a flower clothes. The child was particularly happy to wear the refurbished clothes. When it comes to delicious food, grandma will say her unchanging words every year: "Children, don't be greedy, kids, it's the New Year; kids, don't cry, kids, kill pigs after baicalensis." The words amused the children, so the children looked forward to the arrival of the New Year every day.
7. I couldn't help but shrink my neck, as if the coldness of my roommate stuffed the snowball into my neck was still there, and I couldn't help laughing. It seems that I miss snow so much. I miss the "crying" sound on the thick snow
, the beautiful scenery of the snow covering the trees with green cypresses, and the snowman we piled up ugly and lost... I wonder if the snow understands my intentions, how can I bear to let my heart and hope fall in the sob of the cold wind in winter?
8. Not far away in front of me is still the familiar small temple. When I was a child, I asked my relatives who was worshipped in the small temple. My dear told me that it is a Bodhisattva of the Earth, which is dedicated to protecting the safety and wealth of the village. Yes, the beautiful buildings behind me are all thatched huts and white rooms in front of them. It is conceivable that this Bodhisattva is very dedicated and responsible. However, due to the years of wind and no one has been repaired, the roof of the small temple has long been covered with green moss and cannot be seen.
9. The falling snow is like a love, I only seek the grace of ordinary people.
10. Appreciating the snowflakes flying all over the sky is a beautiful enjoyment. One day, it happened that snow fell outside the window. I read a poem about snow and felt that its artistic conception was good and quite infected. The breeze sways the trees in the garden, and the fine snow falls into the curtains. The sky is like fog turning, and the steps are like flowers accumulation. I don’t see the willow spring, I just look at the osmanthus branches. Tears are inhumane, what is the benefit of missing love? Although the snow that time was not as fine as the snow, the good scene in the poem also caused countless emotions in my heart. The snowflakes were spinning and dancing in the air. Although they were not like fog, they were like a group of magical elves. They piled up at the edge outside the balcony, corresponding to the three words "like flowers" in the poem. At that time, I thought, why did those doctors like snow so much in the past? yes! A hot man will inevitably have the ambition to serve the country. However, in the court and benevolent king, there will inevitably be a minority. Therefore, there will inevitably be many obstacles on the road to serving the country. Therefore, those upright and enthusiastic men like snow and yearn for being as simple as snow. Innocence, kindness and righteousness, and a good country.
11. The New Year atmosphere is like the wind, it doesn’t like it always looks the same. It will change, sometimes it becomes difficult for you to figure it out, and sometimes it becomes endless aftertaste.
12. When I was in high school, I fell in love with literature. I read many famous scholars' prose poems about snow, and I learned more about some of the true meanings of snow. Spring is leucorrhea, and leucorrhea is condensed into snow. It can be seen that snow is the product of water. The water on the ground turns into air, and the steam meets cold in the air and condenses into snow. It can be seen that snow is also a product of winter, a landscape of cold winter. Literary
writes "snow", and uses words such as "floating" and "dance" to describe the light and elegant charm of snowflakes. Some people say that snowflakes are the soul of winter, and they make a winter lively and have feelings and taste. There are also many literati who have elegant and elegant feelings and ambitions of winter snow, practice writing and writing for people to enjoy. For example, watching the snow in the Xuanxuan, looking for plum blossoms on the snow, listening to the snow knocking on the water, and many other great works and talks. In a beautiful article, I came into contact with a scholar with profound knowledge and elegant aspirations. He has a profound understanding and insight into the natural world. Faced with heavy snow, he whispered in front of the pavilion under the corridor, chanting with butterflies. The three friends in the coldest year of pine and plum blossoms, and the world and man are in spring. He wanted to learn how good the plum blossoms bloomed in the snow, how high the emotions were. Stepping on the snow to find plum blossoms. The wild bridge and plum trees are everywhere. In the coldest days, the sky was filled with goose-like snowflakes, fluttering, vast and spectacular.And the wild bridge, the plum tree is so beautiful and beautiful, and it is worthy of being a kind-hearted person among the flowers. Yes, the snowflakes are clean and crystal clear, but their ambitions are noble and open-minded, and they are worthy of being a gentleman among flowers. The plum blossoms bloom in the snow, not afraid of the cold, are truly comparable to those chivalrous heroes in the world who are not afraid of power and not kitsch. The elegance of literati is not a ritual, but has the ambition to save the people. Listen to the snow knocking on the water, the light snowflakes fall on the water, giving off a wonderful and magical rhyme. The snowflakes love the whites, and the taller the whites grow straight towards the sky. Someone nearby was listening to the wonderful sound of the natural snow intersecting. He was looking forward to the brilliance of the snow, he was looking forward to the lunar festival of the snow...
13. It popped out quietly, and the songs popped out in her heart at this moment.
14. Stay together and protect each other, and be at peace and peace. Hold hands to bury the past, and move towards the future with one heart. I hope that we will beat the rhythm of happiness and joy all the way. A family, a heart, hold your hands and live with you. How many pairs are the first to be built in a happy home, and can last until the end. Just, the initial beauty. Despite this, there will be constant happy people willing. No matter what the outcome is, no matter what the story goes, I can only persuade myself to live in the present and live in the present. It’s good to be simple from one to the next!
15. Suddenly, a familiar figure passed by me. He is one of the four. We call him the fourth husband, and according to time, he should be in his 90s now. I think he must have no longer known me. I once heard from my relatives that the other three players who played cards had passed away one after another, and now he is the only one left. I saw him slowly heading towards the table in front of the temple. ⾛Go to the stool in front and bend down slowly. Swipe gently to remove the dead branches and leaves on the stool with your hands, and then sit down with difficulty. I vaguely remember that the seat was the one he had always sat in before. He had just sat down but suddenly stood up slowly, sighed and left.
17. The ancient tree behind the temple is still lush and towering. But there was not a bird above, and even the sound of the child could not be heard. Years have passed, and its trees do not seem to grow with the growth of year. The only thing that changes is its exposed roots, which were once natural seats of many people, and were smooth and shiny by the butts of many people. Now these roots are no longer as smooth as they used to be, and they have become very rough. A large part of them have been flooded by weeds, and with the exposed roots, there are countless traces of the villagers and their laughter, and there are also generations of dragon gate formations that have been passed down by people.
20. Looking at the heavy snow outside, I remembered the yearning for experiencing the "Arctic Village" ice and snow world, but now I can experience it first. Especially when I see passers-by in the snow, in pairs, in pairs, or alone, I can't stop my inner rebellious movements. I really want to go to the snow and experience the comfort of listening to the snow in the snow. But it still doesn't work. It's not time to rest at noon and is still in class!
22. A cup of tea, what Buddhism sees is Zen, Taoist sees white, and Confucian sees etiquette. Tea said: I am just a cup of water, and all I give you is your imagination. Whatever you think is what you think. For me now, this cup of tea is as sweet as honey. This is happiness and beauty! Life does not require much complexity. Just simple things. Do what you should do every day to do your own path.
24. Tonight, you will be sleepless. I covered my wounds of longing and miss you quietly...
25. That leisure and elegance, that comfort and fun, even the Bodhisattva sitting in the temple must be envious!
28. The winter solstice is over, and the weather is getting colder every day. The temperature dropped sharply, and the areas where the water accumulated outdoors were frozen. The winter scenery in front of me is withered and thin. In the cold line, the sun is like a passionate child, and it looks fresher and more beautiful in winter. The people around them are full of interest in their lives.When I am bored in my spare time, I relax my body and mind, sit alone in front of the desk, and my heart is filled with an inexplicable feeling. The heart is sour. I miss the past, my childhood, my winter, and my snowy days in winter.
29. If this night is compared to the stage, then this snow is the dancer. The posture is light and gentle and shy. Attracting and adorable. A round of water also sprinkles a faint light from the sky, and it happens to shine on people through the foggy snowflakes on the sky, making them look particularly soft and bring out the long shadow behind them.
30. The night is getting deeper, and the steps to go home seem to be in a hurry. There is only the lonely street light, still looking at the camphor tree swaying in the wind with pity. The wind blew across the ends of my hair, and the cold pierced towards me, staggered my steps and lost my longing. I raised my head and let the cold ravage my skin. I didn't want tears to fall, and the weakness that made you laugh at me. The wind roared openly and roared freely at night. I want to be as strong as it, in the face of sadness, and find that this is just a beautiful dream. I am trapped in the prison of thinking about you, and the rope of missing me has long tied me up. I don’t know how long it took, but I only know that I still have you who can’t finish thinking about it.
31. It was already winter, but the snow just hurriedly took a look. Before the amazement could be spoken out, it choked in its throat and disappeared again. The faint anxiety in my heart could no longer be suppressed, and the hope in my heart, along with the warm sunshine, became annoying. Winter is too cold and long. If the beauty and loveliness of snowflakes are gone, this winter will probably be as gloomy and boring as dull as the evening mist.
32. Regardless of the New Year atmosphere in the countryside or the New Year atmosphere in the city, the roots of these two New Year atmospheres are always connected, because the two New Year atmospheres are becoming more and more similar. Don’t you think?
33. Do you still remember? The first time we met, the first time we felt about each other. It's not like it or hate it. You don’t have sweet words, and I don’t have caring, gentle, and plainness, and I get tired of it in a daze.
34. A touch of red color nourishes the lingering heart, freezing by the stream formed by thoughts. Who would be so lonely and leisurely in this distant secluded? It is the figure of the first encounter, as quiet as a red dragonfly in the field, living quietly on the grass leaves with a lingering charm, exuding the agility and color as clear as a spring, which is truly charming.
35. There are only a few pieces of snow in the sky, still constantly looking for their other half. I smiled faintly and made the most beautiful wishes in my heart.
37. At this time, the sky is getting darker, leaving only my blurred figure. It's no longer as beautiful as it was.
38. The dream’s longing, the origin of the dream, and the end of the dream, although vague, it is very intoxicating.
42. At noon, the snow is still falling. I could no longer suppress it and hugged into the snow like a flying man. Wow! It really feels like a person is in the painting.
43. The curtain is light and the wind is strong. The wind wandering outside the window murmured and whispered to the coldness of winter. The sound of the wind was sobbing, like a lonely residual flute hidden deep in the night, causing empty branches, and the frost was thick in the air.
44. The light years that are filled with light unknowingly pass through their fingertips. The moment we passed together has long been baptized by the dust. Fortunately, my words still have your traces. No matter where I am, I still live in your heart, never come or go; no matter how time changes, I am still by your side, never leaving you. I will accompany you quietly and accompany you...
45. There is no need to be far away. A sycamore tree at the entrance of the school has long fallen, leaving behind dead branches. A bunch of pods have formed on the branches. Each branch is a small group, four or five, or six or seven, long and short, short and long, facing the ground, like brown willows, blooming proudly in the snow, covered in snow, white and brown flowers, which is quite attractive to people's eyes.
46. After the sky is over, we will welcome the dawn again, and the taste of one time is one time.
47. Remember, when I was four or five years old, I had already vaguely remembered those snowy days.It’s snowing, and there’s a white world in front of you. The biggest feature of snowy days is cold, and you feel it’s particularly cold and you can’t stand it. Snowflakes were floating in the sky. The adults reminded us that it was not sugar, nor salt used for home use, nor flour used for making steamed buns. It was snowing. It was snowing in the sky. Grandpa was sending quilts to the wheat on the ground. On snowy days, children cannot go out. My little feet were covered with too big cotton shoes, and it was so cold that it hurt. The snow stopped and I watched the older child build snowmen outside. Throwing a snowball, I feel envious of something. The snow has stopped. When it is snowing outside, it is also the coldest time for snowy days. The village road is very muddy, and it is necessary for adults to hold it when it is very big. It is impossible for children to be on the village road. At that time, I had a natural dependence and worship of adults, and I hated myself for not growing up early.
49. The night in early winter is a little tide. I listen quietly to my breathing and miss you quietly...
50. I will always remember the heartbeat at that time.
51. Every time I go home, I always get used to looking around in the village. It is a must to go to the village head. It was very quiet at this moment, and I couldn't hear any sound, so quiet that I was a little surprised. The poet Wu Han said nothing wrong: the place without water in the world is desert, and the place without sound is loneliness.
52. Are you wandering like me on the other side of the night? Are you thinking of me too? The busyness of the white day drowns out my thoughts, and the night puts too much sadness again. I always like to take a walk alone, enjoy the tranquility of freedom and the loneliness of freedom. The longer the road is, the longer the longing will be. The accumulated thoughts along the way accumulate into deep sadness. I will not use gorgeous words to modify my longing for you, but will only say it simply; I miss you.
53. I didn’t move, my heart was far away, and it was already a white winter full of snow.
54. I think in the distant southern cities, those workers with all kinds of ideals and dreams will definitely not find the crowds surging. Behind the lights are the watchfulness and desertedness of their hometown. They built the prosperity and bustle of a foreign land with their left hand, and piled up the loneliness and loneliness of their hometown with their right hand.
56. In recent years, I have lived in the city and feel that the atmosphere of the New Year is getting weaker and weaker. The reason is that people's daily lives have improved, and they usually eat what they eat during the Chinese New Year. It’s just that during the Chinese New Year, I just gather the food I usually eat together. As for setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, it is still a bit interesting. Neighbors on the same building and friends from the unit took out firecrackers and set them off on their turn. Then there is the bell waiting for the New Year to pray for blessings, and every household is full of joy, and the New Year atmosphere is floating in the streets and alleys.
57. Rely to change your usual habits and sincerely treat the good person.
58. If I forget the past, can I meet me forever and my dependence on each other? Drive a passage of lovesickness from the past and write a poem about the heart.
59. If I could turn into a snowflake and look for my lover in the wind, it would be so romantic.
61. The night, accompanied by the tempting dishes and wine, painted the sky with a dark color. The dark color slowly spread, covering the desolation of winter and covering the entire street. The distance gradually blurred, and only the neon lights were still flashing with its beauty. At night, the rush of the morning was cut off, and the leisurely walk and leisurely dance left the lively noise of the night. I wandered alone, and my thoughts were like ubiquitous wounds, slowly recurring...
62. Happiness starts from the moment I put on the wedding veil...
63. Step by step, "Crack, Crack..." Speed up the pace, sometimes slow and sometimes fast. This sound accompanied by the sound of snow removal from afar, turned into beautiful music concerts. At this time, not only will it not be disturbed by this sound, but on the contrary, I will enjoy this heavenly music to the fullest, which is an inshared heart song.
64. At that time, although the family was poor, the atmosphere of the New Year was always strong. The family sat together and ate the squirting dumplings, and it was so happy.After eating the dumplings, the boy went to the river to roll the snow marks and see whose snow marks were the most sincere. Whenever this happens, the older child will comment on the snow seal: the dog's snow seal is too wide, like the bear's mark; the lamb's snow seal is very deep, and it will be promising in the future; the pillar's snow seal is too thin. After everyone was in a hurry, it was time to have the New Year’s Eve dinner, so they went back to their own houses, and the lively river quickly became quiet. But there is a lantern party before the New Year’s Eve dinner. Children will take out all their lanterns and light them up with candles, come to the place they made appointments in advance, and show off the beauty of their lanterns to each other. After showing off, some children danced happily, some were drooping, and some left the party place in disappointment. Then the children all scattered and went back to their homes. Then there is the last activity before the New Year’s Eve dinner: setting off firecrackers.
65. At night, the sky is bright and the stars are dotted. When the TV screen time was nine o'clock, I opened the door and the whole village was already asleep.
66. Everyone who has read my words seems to ask me. Is you really the person there? I always smile without saying a word, but judging from my expression, they all seem to have known the truth. Fortunately, I left you in my words. If there is no future, I will use words to beautiful our past and future. It seems that I am too persistent in your love and miss.
67. After dinner, there is a true portrayal of "the sky is on the willows and the people make an appointment after dusk." The young men from this village and the foreign village came here in pairs, and they were talking about their love words and singing their love songs.
68. Wander in the snow, listen to the story of snow, and understand the words and the heart is empty.
69. Stroll on the country road and enjoy the joy of the wind and snow alone. The extreme has ended, and the sun has set. The fate has not ended, but the time has not come. When you admire the beautiful scenery in front of you, maybe you are by your side.
70. I still can't escape memories, and I can only use memories to fill the comfort in loneliness, as well as the fish surface. When it comes, it disappears in an instant, making my heart as confused as a shadow, flashing endlessly. I really want to pray that God can seriously clear that memory, or wipe it away without leaving a trace, becoming dust dissipated, or becoming a bouquet of flowers in full bloom. I really don't want to accept such a vague appearance and disappearance. A feeling of madness is hesitating on the lengthening night, ravaging this indescribable wish, and happiness and annoyance are stirred up together, a little confused.
71. I wish I was a snowflake that would accompany you in the wind.
72. In winter, the most unforgettable thing is the snowy day.
73. When we grew up, we came to the city, and the New Year atmosphere like the wind grew in the city. After tasting the New Year atmosphere of the countryside and then tasting the New Year atmosphere of the city, it is also the New Year atmosphere, but the taste is indeed different. The rural New Year atmosphere is simple and fragrant, and the mellowness is a little wild; the urban New Year atmosphere is sweet and the beauty is fashionable. But no matter how far away I am, the New Year atmosphere of my hometown always lingers in my heart and cannot be removed, because the New Year atmosphere of my childhood is my root!
74. Free days⾥. This was once a natural pavilion for rural people to escape the summer heat and the best place for chatting and leisure.
75. Once upon a time, many days and nights, a person has fantasized about himself and you in that day.
77. I am the most timid one. If other children dare to hold the small whip with their hands, I have to look far away. Once I set up a gyro flower, I was so scared that I sat on the ground. When setting off firecrackers, children still have to show off and boast about how good and loud their firecrackers can shake down the snow on the trees. Of course, I dare not show off because I cannot afford a better one in my family, but I just symbolically buy a not-so-income firecracker. Grandma always said that this is called coaxing children, and we grew up slowly in Grandma's "lullaby".
78. I don’t do it for anyone, just to spend it with you.You are here, and I am here. Talking or not is like encounter and separation, it is just a form. As long as you come, marks will be left behind. Even if it is clear and shallow, it is an experience.
83. The time I remembered, the breeze blew, full of passion. It's like the promise of a distant past life, I whisper softly to you, you are my eternal concern.
84. Imaginary pictures can be captured everywhere. Inspiration is lost at once, and I don’t know what beautiful scenery has been missed in it. I quickly seize the most pleasant moment.
85. I have always concealed my longing for you. The deeper the longing, the more painful it hurts. This is beyond my control. Love is a little foggy. When the fog dissipates, dew will be left behind. The dew will spread in the heart, accompanied by the pain, which will make us grow.
86. Walk alone on this snow, feeling the tranquility of the night, the gracefulness of the snow, and the softness of the white. I couldn't help but have some thoughts. The night scene is like a dream and a illusion, and only beautiful women are accompanying you.
87. In the long river of the year, there are always some people we cannot forget, and they have nothing to do with time, memory, people and scenery. Because I have loved it, I stayed in my mind for a long time. Even if it is blurred, it will be imprinted, deeply imprinted in the heart...
88. When you grow up, it will be clear that heavy snow in winter is the most valuable thing for farmers. There is a farmer's proverb that if you cover the wheat with a quilt, you will sleep with a steamed bun pillow next year. There is also a saying that auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. Yes, it snows. A heavy snow will form thick snow. The wheat seedlings are like covered with a quilt so that they will not be frozen to death and frostbite. Only then will they have a good harvest next year and their family days will be rich. When I was in elementary school, I often wrote this proverb into my composition.
89. Snow is like the color of a delicacy in winter. If it is lacking, even if it is delicious, it will only lack the taste; if it is like a flower and beauty, it has its own appearance, but it will only lack the inner style and charm. The snow dances brightly, as light as a brilliance, graceful and delicate, and turns into the stunning eyes of people and the coolness on their faces. The cute crystals that fell on the palm of your palm instantly melted into a little soft and cold, making every drop of your heart soft and tender, and become tender in an instant, and the whole winter becomes cute and worth looking forward to.
90. Two snows are still hugging each other so tightly, reluctant to part with each other. The slight light just reflects their delicate figures. The wind also sounded softly, as if playing the flute for this lingering beauty.
91. Happiness starts from the moment you hold your hands...
94. It's already night when you walk along the wind and snow. It is gentle when blowing through the wind. The snow is sprinkling, and the thoughts are only in the heart.
95. Missing is a kind of happy sadness, a sweet melancholy, a warm pain, and only when thinking about you will look so lonely and beautiful...
96. Standing in the snow, your vision is empty.
98. The snow in the sky graffitis everything in the world into a white color.
99. The same scenery, the same unchanging environment, the same unchanged path is filled with butterflies, red dragonflies, dewdrops lingering, the stream flows slowly, and the sand grains still exist as before, the fish swim, and brush their feet clearly reflecting the blue sky clouds, but there is no clear and gentle picture just now, but what swims out from the scenery is a cool and circulating color.
100. May we be able to keep a peaceful and peaceful year, look at the spring flowers, look at the spicy summer flowers, look at the autumn leaves falling, look at the winter snow flying, keep going like this... Happiness is actually really simple: someone loves; something to do; something to look forward to. In the days to come, you have me and I have you, that's enough, that's great!
101. If you can fall in love with me in the wind, we will be together until we melt.
102. To me: it is like a withered flower that is about to wither, and it is resurrected again by the miracle of the dew. Finally, the flowers are blooming; the courage is full of heart.I said to myself secretly: If we continue like this, we will not seek forever or be in a state of tyranny.
104. When I got home, I asked my parents: "Why is the village so quiet?" My parents sighed and told me that the laborers, young and sensible people went out to work, and only some children, children and women were left at home. They all rely on their support for the family. They go out early and come back late. They are so tired that they don’t have time to chat.
105. This wind is like fate. When they meet, this scene also exists to present their beauty. It's really enviable and jealous.
106. The sky of memory, without wind, without gaze, ordinary days, simple life, laughter always hanging on your face; pure dreams, innocent and flawless, holding hands, forever. Every day when I wake up, I go to the mirror, look at the smile left in my dream, and silently recite in my heart, I am glad that I have you in my time.
107. The snow is still falling. There will definitely be more wonderful pictures to make your mood more relaxed.
108. I have been here, but I still haven't come, and the traces left are not clear.
109. I always want to hide on the pages of the book, and I miss you, waiting for the snow to travel through thousands of miles to come to my windowsill quietly. Helplessly, all that came was the whisper of the wind and the tapping of the light. So the words and sentences in the book ended up being thin and poems with thin words. Could it be that when the snow left last winter, I forgot to make an appointment with it, so it bet carefully and ignored me? I still want to give me a surprise. When I accidentally wrapped up the whole world quietly overnight, I took a peek at the surprise and excitement on my face when I opened the window? It may also be because it encountered some obstacles during the journey, or it was greedy for the scenery somewhere and was reluctant to leave. I guessed, but I couldn't figure out this sensible mind.
110. After lunch, people came here in groups of three or three, and found a place to sit down. There are more and more people, and in a while, the temple and ancient trees are already full. Later people had no seats and had to stand next to them with regret. Some of them started chatting, some started playing cards, some started playing chess, and they were enjoying the rare cool breeze that was done without doing anything. 111. Tonight, the thoughts that come along the way will leave me with countless sadness. You said you wanted me to forget, I struggled for so long, but you never went far away. You are like a poison, which has been planted in my heart for a long time. How can I quit the poison that I miss you? If I have a next life, I will marry you as my bride and I will love you for the rest of my life.
113. In the past, every snowy day, the family would sit in front of a mud-mashed basin. The basin is larger than the washbasin used by ordinary people. It can sit five or six people when it is surrounded. When it snows, the basin will ignite the firewood prepared in autumn and bake the house warmly. At that time, the thatched hut we lived in was quite cold. The plate door and the lattice window with straw blocked newspapers were blocked. It snowed heavily continuously. Especially when it was snowing, it was particularly cold. From time to time, there would be cool and cold winds coming in through the cracks of the door and windows. At that time, with the white basin, the problem of snow and cold weather was naturally solved. The family is guarding the basin, chatting and talking about it. There is no need to work any more. The house is warm and I just feel that it was quite warm at that time. Very leisurely, and feels like a person is in blessing. Nowadays, rural people also live in buildings, balconies, and stainless steel glass doors and windows. The room is well enclosed, with good thermal insulation and sound insulation. The room is warm, clean and tidy, no longer as smoky as before. This scene, through the glass
114. A breeze blew, and I stopped, as if something was attracting me. The moment I gazed at me, I happened to see the two snowflakes, snuggled up to each other, lingering with each other, like lovers. It slowly falls with the wind. I couldn't help but reach out to cater to them and landed on my warm palm.
115. The snow has not fallen, the snow has not fallen...
116. I still remember last winter, "Wow! It's snowing!" "Ahh! It's finally snowing!" People used all kinds of exclamations to weave a gorgeous welcome party.The snowflakes fly like goose, generously giving us a clean and clean world. The clear and pure space, the pure and quiet world, makes people unable to help but intoxicate it. I clearly remember hiding in the warm dormitory, my head squeezing beside the window and watching the snowflakes fly, the heat of the window blurred. In the place where there is little snow, everyone has no resistance to the elves like snow. Before the snow stops, they run downstairs like crazy and play on the thick snow. Playing snowball fights, making snowmen, and shooting snow scenes... Innocence and vitality were suddenly released, and their heads and fingers were red and red, and they didn't care at all. The unrestrained laughter attracted the side-eyed and kind smiles from passers-by.
117. Suddenly, a shout came from afar. I don't know which woman was calling for her son, or maybe her husband who was calling for her to have dinner. This shout makes people so familiar and so warm. Just next to this small temple and ancient trees, there have been so many times such shouts, and no one can remember or count them.
118. The sky is still windless and without, but everything is slowly gray. Maybe it is still smiling, but the bitterness of tears. In the blurred vision, a clean figure appears, and my longing for you still exists. I didn't miss you very much, just woke up every morning to see if there were any text messages you sent. I don't miss you very much, but when I listen to the song, I will be hit by inexplicable lyrics, and a brief space appears in my mind. I don't miss you very much, I just want to see you and listen to your voice.
119. Whenever the Spring Festival is approaching, the New Year atmosphere is filled with the streets and alleys of the city. The wind is full of the New Year atmosphere, making every wanderer who is away from home feel comfortable, but it is more of a "festival of your family more during the holidays". The New Year atmosphere in the city is a bit foreign, while the New Year atmosphere in the countryside is still so simple and rich.
120. The winter sun is particularly warm. When shining on your face, the softness of spring will appear.
122. She had a clear wish in her heart. She must use the rest of her time to find a peerless man. She is not the kind of single man brewed by poetry and painting, nor is she a man with a style background. She is the kind of clear plum blossoms that are refined into uncertain shadows like her, with a never-falling light.
123. Here, the small tree that has not grown yet, its slender body and sparse branches have become an excellent scenery in the snow: branches of different lengths and shapes are like cat tails with fluffy snow, rolling left and right, hanging up and down; cables hanging in the air are like popsicles; stopping on the roadside with different shapes and sizes, with different shapes and sizes. The vehicle was buried by thick snow, like soft cartoon eddy bread or cake...
124. I could hear the songs on her heart...
125. The table in front of the small temple, the four stools around the stool, and the four stools on the stool that had never changed began their activities and habits that they had never changed. Each of them ignited a white zizi cigarette first, and then began to type the card. No matter win or lose, everyone's face is filled with a childlike smile. Year after year, day after day. It seemed as if they were originally connected to the four stools.
126. The coldness, the coolness of the autumn has swept away the yellow of autumn. Only the camphor tree is proud of its strength and proudly displays its unfallen youth. The mottled shadows of the tree under the street lights are still as dense as before. The passing child wrapped around his previous sexy and put on a bloated outfit on the slim... I followed him inadvertently, afraid that I would be lost and fall into longing. Turning through the familiar junction, the towering houses blocked the wind and the number of people gradually increased. The noisy words and the cry of children filled the entire street. I am like a lonely shadow, lowering my head humbly, swimming on the edge of the bustling, but I can't find the happiness I want because you are not by my side.
127. What a heavy snow.It took a night of snow and it still did not stop. The snowflakes were sometimes scattered, sometimes densely in the air and "crazy" and landed on the house, trees, and ground... All objects were dressed in uniform, and the snow made up the plain scenery of the northern country, and the most beautiful picture of the winter ice and snow in the north.
128. The scattering snowflakes, accompanied by the cold wind of winter, drive away the depressed branches and leaves of winter, allowing people to truly experience the unique fun of winter. Listen to the snow in the snow, not as cruel and fearful as listening to the snow in the wind, listen to the snow in the snow and enjoy a kind of tenderness, ethereality and comfort.
129. I haven’t stepped on the snow for a long time. Stepping on thick snow or going around the forest outdoors is such a beautiful way to enjoy and enjoy what a great exercise. Actually, I really want to climb. My feet stepped on the soft and clean snow, making a squeaking and subtle sound, and there were two deep footprints behind me. Climb up and surpass the limits of fatigue and difficulties again and again. When I reached the top, I was sweating profusely. My body and mind were in the sharp and clear coldness, and I couldn't help but feel refreshed. The depression and accumulation of my body instantly disappeared, extremely relaxed. At this time, wherever you can see, the river is covered with silver, a vast, peaceful and clean world. Those peaks, wearing clean holy robes, are like the most sincere, generous and kind Christmas man. I really want to visit...or I feel a kind of supreme sweetness and love.
130. There is no eternal love in life, and no ending love will always end. People who cannot have will always be forgotten. There is no eternal pain in life, and even the deepest wounds will always heal. There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome in life. You cannot sit by the hurdle and wait for it to disappear. You can only find a way to overcome it. There is no easy giving up in life. As long as you persist, you can complete an elegant turn and create eternal glory. These principles are really clear, but at this moment, I still miss you so much.
131. I sighed in my heart that this snowflake lover can still be with me, but this prosperous world is hard to let go of my love.
133. The winter without snow is destined to be an incomplete story.
134. In the night sky, despite how cold and indifferent you are to me, I still miss your cheerfulness...
135. It seems that it has been a long time since I heard you call me "girl", a very ordinary title. But I missed that title, it seemed to appear like a dream. In fact, I know that you have never put me in your heart, but I still miss you so persistently.
136. In addition to the beauty of this sound, every scene is pleasing to the eye.
139. There is no need to look back, no need to be serious. Didn’t the Buddha say: All things are born from the heart because of thoughts. Once thought arises, spring is warm, flowers bloom, wind arises, thoughts disappear, the world changes, and clouds and smoke disappear. If possible, I will not be tolerated by anyone, but the bright red of peach blossoms is lightly dyed, fragrant alone, quiet as if it is clear. Be a singing child and let go of the joy of the passing years. As long as you don’t let go, I will not give up.
140. At this time, the snow has melted, leaving only the remaining warmth in my hands. The beauty of that short moment is reflected in my heart and cannot be forgotten for a long time.
141. I will keep the mood at that time.
142. The sun is gradually getting westward and the sky is getting darker. At dusk, the sound of children calling for themselves mothers, husbands calling for themselves, husbands calling for themselves, husbands calling for themselves, and mothers calling for themselves to go back for dinner. The people who were shouted were the same. They stood up slowly without any satisfaction, then stretched and reluctantly followed the people who were shouting.
Classic beautiful article excerpt 7
1. Understand, accompany you silently without a vow, but you can be with you forever; there is a kind of understanding that even if you don’t speak, you will always feel warm to tears. Understanding is a kind of happiness. Accompanying each other silently, silently and warmly, quietly crying. Throughout a person's life, he is looking for a soulmate, a person who has the same soul as himself. High flow, one song knows each other. The souls are connected, the heart is close, the relationship is connected, and love is converted.Invisible, intangible, but deep concern. If you don’t speak, you will be connected to your mind. There is no vow, don’t make promises, but stay with you every day and stay together quietly.
2. A truly beautiful life persistently pursues truth and goodness. It will not distort its image with an aggression, modify its agile lines, and will not let its beautiful background be stained with dust. Unless it is burned into ashes with strong water and turned into dust, beautiful life is like a clear stream, rushing towards the sea with unyielding reluctance and optimism and strength until the last drop.
3. On the day of parting, the sun shines like bright red. Looking back indifferently, the edge of the cliff of my destiny is an withered empty city, with weeds growing on the walls, like a drop of desolate tears hanging from the fingertips of my destiny. The once peaceful happiness and fulfillment are now broken into clouds. The sky retreated from the long-lasting blue, and the stars began to fall gradually. That year, the prosperity fell and the desolate desolation was everywhere. Perhaps, in this life, I am destined to accept all my fantasies about you with loneliness.
4. The embroidered palace case, the musk furnace scattered, who covered his face and wrote the incomplete night, and wrote the remaining sentences of the silence of the soul. The flowers bloom on the other side, the lights are dim, and the shadow of a candle makes anyone's peaceful lake, and the ripples of longing are rippling. That life of unexpected passes, I have intoxicated many lingering love. The lingering love in the world of that life is filled with so many sad poems. The Flower Sea Alliance, fate has been determined for a hundred years, who has crushed tears in the depths of the world and dipped his pen to become a fool in the ink.
5. What time can do is not just make you forget someone or something. Time can also prove that you are growing up, that all your loneliness is to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, that you spend no money on your efforts and youth waiting. A single person is like a butterfly. Before breaking out of his cocoon and becoming a butterfly, he always has to go through a lonely and uneasy time. Only when you make yourself excellent in your own time can you be qualified to be single and look for it while waiting. Don’t indulge in the past anymore, because all you have is the present and tomorrow. Yesterday has become a luxury nostalgia, what's the use of you still being resentful?
6. Before I knew it, my hair was so beautiful that I was bullied and I was swaying my body. When I dressed in front of the mirror, the frost color was exposed, and a sad feeling spread across my heart. How many years have become nostalgic thoughts in the depths of my thoughts. A wisp of indifferent melancholy sneaked into your heart, wiping you up like a mess. Our lives seem to have just begun, so why has it become so miserable? Who turned our smooth cheeks into piles of wrinkles, who waved his wand to make our delicate hands stiff and splattered?
7. Flowers bloom and fall, spring passes and winter comes. Life repeats itself, twists and turns, and our lives and our hearts continue to grow in this process. We choose life, and life is also choosing us at the same time. Whether it is luck or ups and downs, it is a gift given to us by life and gives our lives a tangible and intangible nourishment. When we review, we have followed our inner voice, loved and pursued with all our hearts, and had no regrets in our lives.
8. I don’t know how many thorns will I pass through in a hurry? After so much sentimentality, I pulled myself away from the wandering scenery, which is the deep affection that others cannot understand. I am willing to talk and cherish every moment, but I still can't resist the falling flowers flying. Whose obsession is far away from autumn? I appreciate the colorful fallen flowers, you love the peach blossoms, the ending of the story is never annotated with the best of both worlds, the winding road cannot withstand the twists and turns of the world.
9. It was quietly falling, with only a little drizzle. The orange-red house looks like a monk wearing a bright robes, hanging his head and eyes closed, and being baptized. The damp red bricks, the irritating pig color, contrasted with the green oriole leaves under the wall.
10. In everyone's heart, those who are worthy of missing have been left. Maybe they are still there, maybe they have disappeared long ago, lost in the vast sea of people. Therefore, that nostalgia becomes desolate, because there is only a "empty shell" left in the vague memory, nothing, and even my heart can't hold it. Time smooths everything and blocks the tears of that day, because there is no more, nostalgia is just sad!
11. Life is a small path winding in the ⼩, with bumpy bumps and a ditch on the side. If you fall down, just cry. What are you afraid of? Don’t pretend! This is straightforward, not weakness, because crying does not affect the journey, but can add to caution. ⼭The flowers are blooming and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, just laugh if you want to laugh, don’t pretend to be reserved! This is straightforwardness, not pride, because laughing once does not affect the journey, but can increase confidence.
12. If his destiny is the old flower stand, then because of his strong will, it becomes colorful and dazzling; if his destiny is the lacquered night sky, then because of his strong will, it becomes twinkling and shining; if his destiny is the barren land, then because of his strong will, it becomes lush and green.
13. Youth is a time mixed with laughter and crying. The young boy is a young eagle soaring in the blue sky. Although he has not grown up completely, he is a little childish and a little ignorant. He cannot escape his mother's hands but he tries his best to find a sky that belongs to him, for the temporary passion and the feeling of soaring alone!
14. When you are facing the warm breeze, birds singing, flowers, green and green, you will be intoxicated by the spring scenery; when you face the golden autumn season that is as rich as gold and silver, you will be very happy. Have you ever thought that the bright spring scenery is a heroic posture after being baptized by the severe cold, and the beautiful scenery of the golden autumn is the crystallization after being melted by the scorching heat.
15. The sea that embraces all rivers and rubs them together. No matter how surging rivers were on the land, the sea will accept them with a heart of unity, accept the power of the passion of the rivers, and embrace the waves. But the Seaside allows for a slight impetuousness and unrulyness. This is how the sea is - what people give, not everything they want, it leaves what they should be kept, and creates great loneliness.
16. The snow is as illusory as it is, and it is cold and awake. The endless surging force makes people unable to breathe, making people feel cold and sore in their eyes. However, to appreciate the state of "the clouds look back and the blue mist look back", we still need to come to China. Taiwan has a high humidity, the most vague mood.
17. At the end of the strange road, scatter the bleak and dark gray. How many indifferent human feelings can keep the regret of burial? At the end of the sad elegy, the lonely souls under the silent blue monument are knocked down. And between the morning and evening death, how many uncold souls have escaped into silence, but can never reap a trace of memory in the world.
18. Lamenting that life is because there has never been a grand feat. I feel insignificant and mediocre. It seems that life is too simple, so simple that it makes people feel irritable. I didn't say shamelessly about the future, but I just grasped the present more realistically. I think this is a road, a journey that everyone must embark on. I once saw this sentence: the process of growth is long but fulfilling, the process of self-destruction is short but leaving behind a lifetime of pain. Life can be said to be a test, and where to go depends on yourself.
19. When the wind blows, the maple falls all over the city, the endless maple leaves fall, and the yellowness of the next season. In the autumn colors, those who step on their feet, those who wear their hair, those who seem to float on their shoulders intentionally or unintentionally, are all bright gold and gold. The autumn colors come, filling the world. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, before Halloween, the autumn colors are thicker than the other.
20. The wind is so gentle, driving the trees and grass to dance together. When a breeze floats, it is like a mother's hand gently caressing her face. I like that feeling, with a hint of coolness, which makes people feel refreshed. To enjoy life, you don’t have to be accompanied by precious seafood or silk and satin. Nature is the most precious thing God has given to mankind.
21. Inadvertently, autumn and winter came quietly like this. I like autumn but not late autumn. Autumn was originally a season of harvest, but late autumn made me feel lonely. It was not winter but there was often the desolation of winter. I like the snowflakes in winter, but I don’t like the arrival of winter, because winter comes, which means the end of the year and the increase of age.
22. What is most worth cherishing is today, because the easiest thing to pass is today. Grasping today is grasping hope. Every minute and every second is just a moment, and the time is called a day. The passage of time is often inadvertently. Life is back, and youth is more precious. For teenagers of our age, youth is no longer over. In the life of learning, we must rely on our own strength to drive our boat to the other side of hope.
23. In this world where looking back is regarded as weakness and shame. No matter how far a virtue is, it will never reach the eternity you want. No matter how close you are, you will never be able to return to the dream you want. People are always a group of creatures enslaved by inner regrets and longings, sandwiched on the one-way path of life, not far away, and cannot go back.
24. In the Book of Youth, we are in the same line. The quilt is the grave of youth. Regarding youth, you know the cool and warmth, the simplest life, and the most distant dreams. All this will be written by memories that are tampered with, gradually abstracted into some fog-like dust, floating in the darkness of the dream, falling day and night, and the dust will eventually settle. In the depths of our hopes and desires, there is a silent awareness of youth. Like a seed dreaming quietly under the snow. So you know, I will return in greater silence. Youth is the warmest quilt in life and the most gorgeous skirt in life.
25. Injury in life is inevitable, failure and falling are not scary. What is scary is that you will never recover because of this and lose your pursuit of life and lofty ideals. The road ahead of no one is smooth and stable. Even ships traveling through the river are bound to bump. The ups and downs encountered in life are not the difficulties given occasionally, but the training that must be endured.
26. Life is a beautiful and tortuous path. There are beautiful butterflies and beautiful fruits on the side of the road, but we rarely stay and watch or chew it, and we only long to reach the more beautiful and enlightening path in our fantasy. However, on the way forward, the shadows of the trees gradually became desolate, the flowers and butterflies disappeared, and the fruits were gone, and finally they finally realized that they had reached a desert.
27. Time is like a sharp handful. If used inappropriately, it will carve deep lines on the beautiful face, making the vigorous youth disappear year after year; however, if used properly, it can carve an ordinary head into a magnificent statue. Although the Santa Maria School has a history of five years, it is still a common white that can only be slightly carved.
28. There is nothing more indifferent in the world than the clock: at the moment you were born, at the moment when you were picking the flowers of youthful dreams, it was ticking exactly every second. From the day one is born, one is close to death every day. And when you moaned dumbly before your death, the clock will still calculate every minute and second boringly and calmly.
29. A breeze came, and the delicate and tender peonies suddenly fell all over the ground, spreading the gorgeous petals. The petals were still bright and dazzling when they fell to the ground, like a big bird serving on the altar, leaving with a heroic sang. When the peony is not in a state of decline, it either flars on the branches or returns to the mud. It transcends decay and decay, dies from youth, and disappears from beauty.
30. New Year's night. A man stood in front of the window. He raised his eyes sadly to look at the sky, and the stars floated like white lilies on the quiet lake. The man looked down at the ground, and a life that was more hopeless than himself was to their destination-the grave. On the way to that place, people have also slapped out six colds and heats.
31. This is the true nature of the heart.Success is like a bright light shining on the flowers, a deep pool of ripples. Regardless of success or failure, the transcendence of the horse is whipping the horse and climbing a high and far-reaching station; defeat is still dripping through the water and flowing into the sea, with poverty and strength, and arrogance that does not fall into the sky, and the stubbornness of "general and minister are originally without a master, men should be self-reliant." The glory of the river is still the same, the style is still the same, just like the vast sea of witches, looking at the year of the year, with a lot of glitter, and disdain to pass by; humiliation, Han Xin under the crotch, the pine under the snow, like a fairy who transforms, knows how to take a step back, the vast sky, and refuses to abandon it because of the choke.
32. I couldn't help but pass by and picked up a handful of maple leaves. Wow, it's so beautiful! Like a slap, bright red, bright red; like a fan, spreading flat; like a blooming flower, never withering! When I arrived, I picked up a green red maple, and I will use it as a symbol of youth, beauty and passion and treasure it forever!
33. The weather is cold, and the leaves become color faster, faster, and fall faster. The exposed ground shows yellow, brown and yellow in depth. It is dotted with weeds and stubble stems, quietly. The autumn wind blows, squirting in the wilderness without any obstruction, and the rolled yellow smoke circulates on the ground, and the dead branches and leaves collide in the sky and the ground. It can be seen that the last green spots crawled on the ground, which had already been fixed. A gust of wind blew, blowing the grass mustard, and the velvety seeds drifted instantly, causing a fog to sway.
34. Pessimistic people are first defeated by themselves, and then defeated by life; optimistic people are first defeated by themselves, and then defeated by life. Pessimistic people suffer limited pain and a limited future; optimistic people suffer endless hardship and a future. In the eyes of pessimistic people, what was originally possible can become impossible; in the eyes of optimistic people, what was originally impossible can become possible. Pessimism can only produce mediocrity, and optimism can create excellence. From outstanding people, it is not difficult to find optimistic spirit; from mediocre people, it is easy to find gloomy shadows.
35. The charm that love gives to everything should never be a short phenomenon in life. This brilliant light of life should not only shine on the period of exploration and desire. This period should actually be equivalent to the dawn of a day. Although dawn is cute and beautiful, in the midday that follows, the light and heat are much greater than dawn.
36. "Because I love your love, because I dream of your dreams, I am sad about your sorrow and happy about your happiness. Because I pass by your path, because I suffer through your suffering, I am happy about your happiness and chase your pursuit. Because I dare not listen to the oath, I dare not believe in the promises, so I feel at ease with your silence and convince tomorrow's destiny. There is no wind to hide, and there is no need to worry about whether I should turn back..." Su Rui's song was deeply touched by its deep tune and the feelings of accompanying hands for the first time. Many years later, I relive it again, and my heart is still very touched!
37. The vast desert is surging, and it is incredible in the world. Only such a bay in the desert, such a quiet place in the wind and sand, such a scene in the desolation, and such a fall after a high slope, can we deeply understand the rhythm of heaven and earth, and the ingenuity of nature, which makes people feel intoxicated and emotional. By deducing this, life, the world, and history are all like this. The ribbon is hustle and bustle to tranquility, and the impatience and urgency to clear. Give highness and brightness, only in this way can life be flexible, the world show exquisiteness, and history have charm. However, what people are used to every day is a one-way exaggeration of all kinds, and even the god of nature is rough and rough, and they are too lazy to add more details, which makes people suffer a lot from the world.
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A pond of ink for you:
The moment when the flowers bloom is not for meeting, but for joy that I have never missed. For this moment, I endure separation and do not fear whether this separation is different or will eventually be far away. Because I have a chance in my heart, I am willing to wait. Because of this waiting, I have withered many seasons of flowering seasons, so my hair is covered with blue hair and my hair falls to the ground.
My affectionate words⾥With you singing my sorrow of parting, my helplessness, without you, I am like a boatman in the Volga River, struggling step by step. In the year, I saw you and I suffered hard on the other side, and then I went there. The emotions accumulated by words are gradually getting haggard in the passing years, and are shot through a heart lamp with hope hanging on by the arrow of time. Could it be that you and I will eventually become passers-by?
The text I read to you again, there is pain in my heart throbbing, and I often ask myself where I should put you and where I should put myself? Who is the writing beautiful? For whom do the words cry? For whom do you write eternal sorrow and for whom do you pay attention to the notes of happiness? For whom do we sow promises in spring and for whom do we swear to move forward hand in the wind?
The wind blows past you with a resentful sound, and suddenly it is silent as empty.
Maybe you don’t understand my sadness and are often confused by my indecision. Perhaps you will never touch the tranquility in my heart, then I am speechless and I am tired, and I can only let the ghost of my words linger in lonely empty space above your heart.
Tonight, I wrote a sad chapter for you, longing and tears sang softly between the lines, my slender fingers flew on the gray keyboard, crushing a pool of ink for you, recording our interweaving of love and hate,
Those plots that have passed away will never be detoured, one paragraph, one paragraph.
Even on a day when it was floating in detail, the figures that were blurred in tears in my eyes, like after the New Year, I occasionally remembered that these words can still be colorful and spread in my memory, because they are witnesses of my love, because they are the continuation of longing after parting, because they were a storm that passed by some time, briefly like the ephemeral, but so inscribed in my heart.
Classic beautiful article excerpt 9
Yangzhou has been a place praised by poets since Emperor Yang of Sui; as many praises are praised, ordinary people will follow suit. Until now, if you mention the name Yangzhou to others, he will nod or shake his head and say, "Good place! Good place!" Especially for those who have never been to Yangzhou and have read some Tang poetry, in his heart, Yangzhou is as beautiful as a mirage sea city; if he has read books like "Yangzhou Huafanglu", it would be even more amazing. But in a person who lived in Yangzhou like me for a long time, he did not have so many beautiful fantasies. His hatred might have concealed his hobbies; he might have been away for three or four years and didn't think about it. If you want to, what do you think he wants? ⼥ person; Yes, this seems to be famous, but I am afraid it is not the current person, right? ——He only thinks about the summer in Yangzhou, although it still has something to do with people.
The north is very different from the south. In my opinion, it is that the north is not white but there is the south. It is true that the North has even broken the embankment this year, but this is not considered a dam. Although the Sanhai and Summer Palace in Peking are a bit damn, it is peaceful and full of views. The ship is so stupid. The one that has the water is still the south. In the summer in Yangzhou, most of the benefits are in the water - some people call it "Slim West Lake". This name is so "Slim". It is fake as the name of West Lake. "Elegant is so vulgar." To be honest, I don't like it.
The place to get off the boat is the moat, which spreads away, winding and twists and turns to Pingtang, - this is the name you are familiar with - there are seven rivers and many branches of branches. This river actually has no great benefits, it is just tortuous and quiet, different from other places. The most famous scenery along the river is Xiaojin, Fahai Temple, Wuting Bridge; the farthest is Pingtang. You know gold, but the gold is in the center. It's the best to see the water there, and it's naturally good to see the water - but I've never had such a blessing. The ninth person who "goes down the river" came here, and there are inevitably too many people. There is a tower in Fahai Temple. Like the one in Beihai, it is said that it was caused by Emperor Qianlong's visit to the south of the Yangtze River and salt merchants urged craftsmen overnight. The famous Fahai Temple is naturally this pagoda; but there is another pile, you can't guess, it is braised pig's head. In theory, eating braised pork heads may not be appropriate; but in fact, it is not bad if you eat them while sweating.As the name suggests, the Wuting Bridge is a bridge of five pavilions. The bridge is arched, with one pavilion the highest, and four pavilions on both sides, which are uneven; it is best to look at the distance or look at the shadows. There are many bridge holes, and you can walk around by boat, which has a different flavor.
Ping Hall is on Shugang. When you enter the hall, you can see the faint outlines of Jiangnan; the sentence "There are colors and there are no colors" is just right, and it is not wrong. There are fewer tourists here, and sitting in the hall will last forever. The scenery along the road is also won by leisure and silence. Get off the boat from Tianning Gate or Beimen. The winding city wall reflects the dark shadows in the morning. The boat is leisurely surmounting, and the noise on the shore seems to be nothing. There are three types of boats: large boats are specially used for banquets and traveling, and can be used to hold prostitutes or play cards. When I was a child, I often followed my relatives and listened to the records of the foreign business on the boat. There are probably fewer people taking a boat like this now, right? The second is the "small blade", which is like a petal of water, supported by a man or person with a pole. If there are too many people riding, you can hire two people and use small stools to cross the front and back: this can also be considered "square". Later, there was a kind of "foreign rowing", which was smaller than a large boat and larger than a "small rowing". It was covered with cloth tents, which could cover the sun. "Foreign paddlings" are gradually increasing, and large boats are gradually decreasing, but "small paddlings" are always something that people want. This is not only because of the cheapest price, but also because of its cleverness. It is simply a Tang poem or a painting to sit in the boat and let a person stand on the stern of the boat and hold it down with a pole. But some good boys are willing to take a boat by themselves, and they are not allowed to take a "small row".
Although "Xiaohuazi" is cheap, it is a bit different. For example, you can also imagine that it is always more expensive for a man to carry a boat; it is naturally even more expensive for a girl to carry a boat. These boat-mounted children are the "boat girl on the West Lake" that someone said
. There are probably many stories about the boat girls, but I don’t know very well. It is said that the slutty and thick clothes are naturally awesome; it is still good to be funny when you are middle-aged and have fun. But at first it was a show-off, but it was not cheap yet; in the future, when there was a price, it felt unreasonable. The area outside the north gate is called Xiajie, with the most "tea houses" and often facing the river. When the boat passes by, tea guests and passengers can greet and talk at will. If the people on board are happy, they can also ask for a pot of tea or two "small cage snacks" from the teahouse, drink, eat, and talk in the river. When he came back, he handed over the teapot and the so-called cage to the people in the teahouse. Those who are raising boats are familiar with teahouses, and they are not afraid of you eating. Xiaolong dim sum in Yangzhou is really good: I left Yangzhou and have passed seven places of size and size, and I have never eaten such good dim sum; this is actually worth remembering. The teahouse is generally good and the name is quite good. Such as the shadow gallery, the green willow village, and the red leaf village, they are all remembered today.
The guise of the green willow village is hung on the green willow trees, floating in the wind, reminding people of the famous saying "The green willow city is Yangzhou". There are also small ponds, clusters, and thatched pavilions on the side, and the scenery is the most secluded. The teahouses in this area are all well-developed, and are very different from Shanghai and the square teahouses in Peking. "Going down the river" is always in the afternoon. When I came back in the evening, I went to the shore in the hazy dusk, folded my gown and put it on my wrist, and waved the fan slightly with my hands. In this way, I entered the North Gate or Tianning Gate and went home. At this time, you can recite the poem "I have a half-day leisure time".
Classic beauty excerpt 10
Some things are a headache if you think too much, and you feel sad if you think about it. If you can get it, work hard; if you can't get it, give up; if you have it, cherish it. What belongs to oneself, no matter how many twists and turns, will belong to oneself; what belongs to oneself, even if you seek it in a lot of ways, it will not belong to oneself. When disasters bring you pain, they actually give you something that ordinary people don’t have.
The real strong man is not a person without tears, but a person who still smiles and runs with tears in his eyes!
In life, many things are done by man.
Simple things, if you think deeply, it will be complicated; if you take complicated things indifferently, it will be simple; if you let go of things, it will be fine. Some things cannot be considered things; some things can only be smiles; some things must be done with care. Grasp yourself and adjust your mindset. Only by doing things can you do things and only by doing things can you become a human being.How can the world be as good as others’ wishes? Just seek to be ashamed of your heart and regretful in your life!
In life, people always feel overwhelmed.
Sometimes it is irrelevant, but it can make the heart hurt because of caring; sometimes it is fearless, but it is afraid of passing away quietly because of in the heart; sometimes it is unpredictable, but it is always there because of living, because of faith. Looking for scenery in a monotonous life, you will gain beauty; pursuing simplicity in a complicated life, you will gain thoughts; savoring and moving in a bitter life, you will gain happiness. Life allows people to experience, grow, and cherish!
In life, don’t change yourself easily for others.
You are the only, irreplaceable, and have your own thoughts; you are beautiful, undespised, and have your own world; you are proud, unparalleled, and have your own life. Learn to be kind to yourself, don’t bear too much; learn to respect yourself, don’t be humble; learn to love yourself deeply, because no one knows yourself better than you.
At any time, don’t lose yourself!
Life can only be easier and easier.
If you face a piece of white, you carry it on your back, it will become a burden. If you put it under your feet, it will become a ladder for your progress; if you give you a piece of white, you can choose to rot slowly, or you can choose to burn; if you give you a cup of white, you put it on your mouth, it will be a coolness; if you put it in your heart, it will be a world. I once thought that having was not easy; I later realized that giving up was even more difficult. I once thought it was impossible to lose; I later realized that I should cherish it.
Life is actually about constantly facing each other, constantly making choices, and constantly giving up.
Gradually, it is clear: fate is like a book, if you turn it inadvertently, you will miss the fairy tale, and if you read it too seriously, you will shed tears; life is like a song, sometimes you don’t know the lyrics but still sing it, because you have been used to it; feelings are like a scene, either drizzle or lingering or through the world, and in the end they will return to peace. It would be better if you know something and not say it, but hide it in your heart; it would be easier if you don’t ask or think about it; it would be easier if you don’t ask or think about it; it would be easier if you don’t know what’s going on in your heart even though it’s far away.
Life is better, actually for yourself! Every day, we smile at the sun, grow towards the sun, and be a warm person, a person who is neither humble nor arrogant, and live a clear life.
Classic beautiful excerpt 11
The half-curve of the new white hanging in the sky, sprinkling on the ground.
The night has been washed by the white sky. As the sky goes, my hurried steps pause, staring at me, and counting the silk-like love in my heart.
The charm of early autumn is revealed, and the longing has quietly fallen, and the silent pain spreads in my heart. The abundant longing is addicted to the autumn night, expressing the sorrow of the night, and the temporarily suspended thoughts are dripping in the long glory.
The night in early autumn, because of an unsatisfactory feeling, awakened the long night of desolation. I embrace a ray of light to fill the picture of memory, the interspersed tones, and the haggard face of the night. The night wind blows the dark dust, and the sound of the cold pipes is hard to fully lift the heart. I leaned quietly in front of the window, looking at the shadows, how much cold is there?
The shallow bowl was quietly placed in the air, illuminating the figure wandering in the words. The lines applied are deep or shallow, thick or light, and the heart extends and fluctuates with the lines. The tears that have been hidden for a season are like broken bead curtains, falling on the plain text. The lines have gradually blurred, the paper pages wet the whole body, and the longing that cannot be hidden in the autumn night is surging. The tangled scars from the distance became a vague thought in the heart, and the floating hair moaned melancholy in the air. The night of early autumn is a silhouette of longing that penetrates the atrium; it is the process of the thin calendar retaining memory.
The beautiful and distant distance is always a kind of pain. The unfulfilled promise. The threshold of reality is always twists and turns. The heart that has become a sorrow still hopes for spiritual integration at a certain moment. So I sighed that I could not have the dependence on each other in front of the flowers, but I could enjoy that clear bath. The distance condensed into a figure in an instant, gradually becoming clear in the morning.Yes, you are the thoughts flying when you are sleepless; you are the touch of affection hidden in your heart; you are the blessing sent from afar.
Such nights are filled with inexplicable longing, and the overlapping shadows are intertwined in front of you, making the deserted night so lively. The white on the windowsill always listens quietly to the violent heartbeat, and occasionally peeks at the light flashing in the eyes of
. The words hit the heart, turning into rays of autumn wind, walking through the tunnel of the night, pulling its footsteps, towards the paradise of persistence in the heart. The lights on that shore are revealed to welcome this wandering soul?
Time always likes to find stranded thoughts, and you are still the deepest collection in your heart. Since you have chosen the distance, let the cocooned heart watch at night! Tonight's morning, even a half-hook arc, is the kindness of God. I am grateful for the chance encounter in my destiny and cherish every minute and second of the encounter. Even if you spend your whole life examining your feelings for you, it will be a choice without regrets.
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Life is an endless sea, and people are a small leaf on the sea. There is no time when the sea is calm, so people always have happiness and sorrow. When the nameless troubles come, frustration and hesitation burn every nerve. But, my friend, don’t forget to keep a peaceful heart, and pain will no longer exist.
Before everyone, there is a road leading to the distance, rugged but full of expectations. Not everyone can go far away, because there are always people who are exhausted and halfway through the sand that has not dumped off their shoes. Therefore, what dominates people's feelings is not happiness and pain themselves, but emotions.
When the troubles of life come, please drop the load, look up at the bright and blue sky from afar, and let the gentle blue color reflect into your heart. Just like when I was tired of playing, I found a soft green grass and lie down, let the sun jump on my face, and let the breeze blow through my wrinkled heart.
When layers of frustration are surrounded, please open the window to let the refreshing fresh air come in, and find a trace of tranquility in the fragrant and sweet mud breath. Just like when you pick up the dandelion's whiskers, blew open a small umbrella with both cheeks, close your eyes with surprise, and make a wish. So, there was a little more comfort and joy in my heart.
When helpless melancholy comes, please keep your eyes open, watch the sun sink, and listen to the singing of birds. Just like listening to the chirping of crickets in the courtyard, looking up at the counting of the twinkling stars in the sky. As a result, all the troublesome noise gradually faded away, and I had a peaceful heart.
Keep a peaceful heart, you will sincerely sigh: Even if I am not happy enough, don’t lock my eyebrows. Life is short, why should you cultivate bitterness?
Keep a peaceful heart, you will understand that broadness can dilute sorrow, and tranquility can dispel confusion. Yes, no one knows how far away is, but when you open the window of your soul and let the happy sunshine and light flow in, the peaceful heart will have a song of happiness that will never fade.
Keep a peaceful heart and you will be able to continue to surpass and challenge yourself. Even if the distance is forever, something will be born - a miracle.Excerpted from "Youth Digest"
Classic Beauty Excerpt 13
This is a poplar tree, an ordinary tree in the Northwest Pole, but it is by no means an ordinary tree!
It has no swaying posture, no circling twisted branches. Maybe you want to say it is not beautiful.─If beauty refers specifically to "swaying" or "slanting and slanting", then the poplar tree is not a good person in the tree; but it is majestic, upright, simple, serious, and gentle, not to mention its strength, indomitable and upright, it is a great man in the tree! When you pass by the plateau where snow has just melted, and see such a row of poplar trees proudly standing on the flat ground, do you think the tree is just a tree? Don’t you think its simplicity, seriousness, strength and indomitableness, at least it also symbolizes the farmers in the north; do you not even think of the strong and unyielding land everywhere in the vast land behind enemy lines, just like these poplar trees, proudly guarding their hometown! Aren’t you going further away from the thought of such a poplar tree that is united and strives for progress, which symbolizes the spirit and will of writing the history of New China today in the North China Plain. It is common in the Northwest Pole and is not valued, just like the farmers in the north; it has extremely strong vitality, cannot be tortured, cannot be oppressed, and is also similar to the farmers in the north. I praise the poplar tree because it not only symbolizes the farmers in the north, but also symbolizes the simplicity, strength, and spirit of striving for progress that is indispensable in our national liberation struggle today.
Let those who look down on the people, despise the people, and stubbornly regressive people praise the aristocratic nanmu (that is also straightforward and elegant), and despise this very common and easy-to-grow aquarius, but I want to praise the poplar trees with high voice.
Classic beautiful excerpts14
The world⼭⽔ has too many temptations for us. I love poetry to find a trace of tranquility in the hustle and freedom in the hustle and bustle.
Walking in the snow, looking for a lifetime to float, and leaving a good story. Since you have chosen a distance, you only care about the wind and journey. Since you are destined to be alone, why can't you let go of that affection and wait hard? The years are vast, what's wrong with right or wrong?
The snow fell on my clothes, and I walked with me. Wherever I went, it was already covered with snow. The picture is leisurely, and before you know it, you are immersed in the faint slight radiance of the plum blossoms. Listening to the sound of snowflakes falling suddenly, I disturbed my erratic thoughts. As the snow sneaked into the ancient temple, gently touched the railing, the ancient breath filled the senses, and carefully savored the broken walls and ruins. The Zen meaning emitted, I couldn't help but think of the title of Wang Wei "Mojie". Perhaps, he has already reached the state of extinguishing birth, death and death! Passing through the clean and dusty ancient road, savoring the past that was washed by the ancient temple, the erratic thoughts turned secretly in the chaotic time and space.
Broke a plum blossom and send it to my old friend. With endless thoughts, we meet again when the next snowflakes fall. I would like to ask, do you still remember the beginning of goodbye? From then on, we will no longer be involved in the smoke of the world, take things lightly and leave with the wind.
Classic beautiful excerpts 15
Silently speaking of the passing years, staring at the time:
The most beautiful poem is to use your eyes to discover the beauty of the world. On the most pleasant day, if you have a cloud of meditation, you will travel far away with your bag alone, and the most beautiful flowers will bloom in your heart.
Every heart will become more dull with time, and every life will mature with the years, and some past disappears in the alternation of years. At this time, open the window of my heart, and the blue sky and clouds outside the window flow, giving you a beautiful throbbing, a soft greeting, a moving story, are all silhouettes deep in your heart.
Unforget the rippling songs in tonight, unforgettable and unforgettable at this time, unforgettable every bit of the way. The young self exiled, his heart still remains, and he has never left. Care is a poem, and the year is a song.
Waiting in the poem and gazing in the song. Only such a day is the most beautiful chapter.Life is a lonely journey, stopping, warm and vicissitudes, and sadness is also beautiful. Gathering and separation are like a feast, and one day it will end. Only when a life with hope in your heart will you see the most beautiful scenery in the future.
Walking on the journey, dancing for my dear self, drunk for myself, and dancing for myself. Life is like a kite with broken strings swaying up the clouds, like a clear spring leaping into the stream.
The flowing light can easily throw people away, making cherries red and bananas green. When you walk and watch the clouds rise, sit to the bottom of the water. Cook a cup of coffee that passes through the years, and write a book and paper the sorrow of time, let the unique heart linger.
As agile and elegant as poetry, a gentle and gentleness like a painting, a light ink and light color, a clear and pleasant as tea, and a melodious touching the heart.
The youth of plainness is used to being alone, one hides one’s thoughts, and one silently endures the impermanence of life. Quietly exile your heart, feel a clear and spiritual, light wind, quiet and beautiful; at this time,
The world belongs only to me, carrying a ray of sunshine, embellishing a season of beauty. Silently speaking of the passing years, gazing at the time.
My thoughts are flowing in the smoke:
Maybe, there is not so much wind in this world. If so many reunions and separations, will there still be the beauty of lovesickness? Will you still measure the width and distance of the years? Just because longing is too beautiful,
Like a flower, covered with the fragrance of purple Xuan, slowly floating in the wind.
A curve of light, the wind and clouds are floating, and many bright nights, loneliness cannot produce the ray of longing, quietly listening to your heartbeat in your dream, smelling the breath on your lips, and intoxicating your affection and lingering. The sleeves fluttered, and the heart petals, in the ethereal thinness, induced endless attachment. I will embrace you with my lifelong affection and accompany you. Deep in the bamboo groves, fallen leaves and delicate flowers are with you and me, and you and me are silently immersed in a pond...
Keep a perfection, your heart becomes petals, and you have a beautiful mind, and the fragrance of poetry is warm in the tea. Through the shore of light, I used my slender fingers to embrace the wind and swayed all kinds of tenderness into flying thoughts,
Sentences, gentle and tender. A touch of gracefulness and a touch of glory and peace. Looking at each other silently, holding on to each other, holding on to a deep thought in the passing years, we are filled with warmth.
Let a ray of light and set it on at night so that you don’t have to worry about loneliness or shadows that will stretch too long. I quietly looked at the bright light outside the window. Perhaps the short gathering is exchanged for a long thought,
But I always want to collect this moment of tenderness. When the soft light of the morning light is mottled and slightly cool, the warmth in the heart turns into a faint ray, floating leisurely, warmth is dependent on each other, staring affectionately, between the eyebrows and in the heart...
In the season, the heart is no longer lonely. With your plain flower purple umbrella, it blocks the slight coolness in the wind, allowing the warmth to wander in an instant. The smoke passed through the alley, and the gentle words were left on the green stairs.
⾬The lotus pond is filled with graceful lotus perched in the depths of your heart. When your elegant figure is flying in the flying twilight, should you hide my butterfly romance in your tenderness and hide it secretly, flow gently in the feelings of cherishing and warming each other...
Classic beauty excerpt 17
1. Look down, the whole world is rich and colorful, and the surroundings are filled with warm sunshine, without losing the breeze, step on time and smell the faint flowers in the sky, quietly listen to the good and evil beauty in the world, silently feel the heartbeat of every encounter, come and go with the wind, simple, silent.
2. The lights on the street are gone, and I don’t know if there are people looking for him. Fate is destroyed and the cause is born, and the squirming clouds in the sky are whispering: After thousands of times, everything will return to the passing years.In the sky, sparse stars move their mouths slightly, whispering the quiet beauty of the autumn night, hazy and refreshing, slightly cool and comfortable, this quiet autumn night...
3. I sat on the corridor of time, watching the flowing clouds bathed in glory quietly leaning on a corner of the sky like floating, reflecting a faint blue; watching the wind of that season, leaving a faint mark after blowing through the world; watching the endless stream of people, they all stayed in glory but finally dreamed.
4. I clearly know that in this life, I may never have the chance to enjoy "the setting sun and the lonely turtle fly together, and the sky grows in autumn". Maybe I will never have the chance to hold hands with you to watch the flowers bloom and fall in the courtyard, and the clouds roll in the sky, but tonight I still can't help but look at the river and watch the boats coming from the river, listening sideways to see if there is a boat you have crossed over on the river.
5. Drifting on an anonymous river, seeing the posture of falling flowers and flowing, passing by tens of millions of rivers. On the day I went, I didn’t care about the cycle of cause and effect, nor did I talk about separation, joy and sorrow, but I just held the small touch that existed in a corner of my heart, and only thought about the worldly people who had already parted ways with me. From then on, I had no regard for the clouds and the wind and the wind, so this mentality would be really simple.
6. Like the past, it will always come to my heart without realizing it, then roll over the whole heart, retelling the rare and shallow forgotten thoughts again, and then I miss it deeply until the flowers on the other side bloom to the fullest, dyeing a piece of vanity that is no longer radiant. So I gradually realized that a song-like memory has been separated and dispersed in the quiet and silent ancient alleys over the years, and I forgot my sorrows. When joy is like a lotus, sweet but not greasy, when sorrow is like a dream, illusory but not real.
7. I like to look at you silently, I like to be in the wilderness in my heart, and to be lingering with you. Time flies, it has nothing to do with the wind, but I am willing to hold on to the ink marks and write a paragraph for you under your gaze. A breeze, a flower, a smile, a soft greeting, is enough. Love, no need for deliberate decoration.
8. Meeting you is my fate; hearing you is my comfort. Fate comes and goes, and it cannot be cut; fate gathers and disperses, and the reason remains chaotic; cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause and cause to be cut; If you are not lucky, the ending will still be the helplessness of separation. You said, have we met in our previous life, but it is difficult to continue our dream relationship when we meet in this life?
9. The days ahead are like the lush night sky, with large vents on the basin, swallowing my time; my time is like a yellow calendar, turning pages and passing pages; today becomes yesterday, yesterday becomes the past, and the past is like a drop on the tip of a needle; so my days ahead are inevitably dripping in the flow of time, without sound and shadow.
10. Things in the world have passed by long ago. Why do we remember and mention it repeatedly? It's time to say goodbye to yesterday, forget everything, and forgive everything. It is really forgotten, to be peaceful, to live a peaceful life in a stable world, and to follow the rules. No longer pursues frivolous luxury, no longer likes pretty colors, no longer desires passionate love. I just wish to go with a simple person in the simple seasons, wear coarse cloth, and make an appointment with someone who is ordinary.
11. Time is always quiet. Haven't you seen that the books you read are full of slight brilliance. Even if there are wrinkles and scratches, the thickness of the book is invisibly precipitated.
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With the development of online culture, the concept of beauty is no longer limited to a certain style or a certain type of content. Internet culture is an open and free culture, which also gives the concept of beautiful articles more open and free elements. Good prose is beautiful articles, good poetry is beautiful articles, good novels are beautiful articles, and good papers are beautiful articles. A well-written mobile text message or a joke that can make people laugh is also beautiful articles. In popular terms, good articles written are beautiful articles. The following is a complete collection of classic beautiful articles compiled by the store for your reference only. Let’s take a look together.
Classic beautiful article excerpt1
People mostly pursue a life of flying. In fact, the ordinary is the background of life.
Ordinary is the trajectory of most lives. The general is the top of the tower, and the soldiers are the foundation of the tower. On the stage of life, is there anyone in the Lord? Compatible with all living beings. It is the countless soldiers, matchmakers and green leaves that closely cooperate with the general, the lord and the red flowers that form a harmonious and wonderful world.
In life, many ordinary things are often the most important. White and space are ordinary, but they are indispensable to our lives; grass and green leaves are ordinary, but only they can provide us with fresh oxygen; the mud on the ground is ordinary, without them, we cannot obtain the energy and nutrition to sustain life...
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Extraordinary is great, but ordinary is the tone of this world, the background and original color of life. The extraordinary person is soaked in the ordinary most of his time. Greatness can only show their value against the backdrop of ordinary. Greatness and extraordinaryness are actually born in the ordinary.
Ordinary is by no means shallow, by no means mediocre, and by no means unwilling to be enterprising. Life is originally ordinary. As long as we make efforts, take responsibility, and realize the value of our existence, ordinary people are equally charming, and ordinary people are also noble people.
Precisely because we are ordinary, we must learn to give our smile to ourselves on the road of life.
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We do not have to be inferior for our normal life, be careless for our lack of noble social status, and be filled with frustration and sighs in the warehouse of our hearts.
We can praise others' success and envy others' wealth, but we must never underestimate our own ordinaryness. Ordinary also has ordinary value. As long as you are satisfied with yourself, it is a kind of happiness and happiness. Maybe we can't see the admiration of others, but we can cheer for ourselves.
Precisely because we are ordinary, we need to learn to filter our minds, often clean the warehouse of our souls, clean up yesterday's worries, and free up space in our minds to store more today's happiness.
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In this world of worldly affairs and materialistic desires, facing the beautiful flowers, ordinary people must learn to appreciate but not be intoxicated; facing the wind that comes, we must be able to deal with but not escape. Although we cannot stop running, we can master the rhythm of our steps. Whether we are wandering outside the gate of success or standing on the podium of glory, we must wave our hands and continue to move forward calmly. The pace of life is more steady, which is also a moving beauty.
Classic beautiful excerpts2
1. Promise often misses butterflies, and the beautiful frisbee is circling and then disappears.
2. Why care so hard if you don’t belong to yourself?
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3. She taught me to smile, he taught me to take care of myself, who taught me to forget
4. Even if I was held in my hands, I was still uncertain whether I had you in my heart.
5. Although the love is broken, I refuse to think about the past.
6. Let go silently, hoping not to see your smile again.
7. In the world, many people have encountered, lost, misunderstood, and missed it. Therefore, by the year, not everyone can have it.
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8. You are so cruel, so cruel, so cruel that I can't stop my tears. At this moment, I feel so humble.
9. The cold oath is sleeping in the fairy tale.
10. Looking at me, you are lying, looking at you, but you cannot disguise.
11. If I can turn back and get back, it will no longer be meaningless. I will fight for the curse and leave. If I do not place it.
12. You use your cold fingertips to write down your support in my hands.
13. It’s not that I treat love as a play, it’s just that I’m too playful.
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14. Loneliness is just a gorgeous bluff lineup.
15. Talk to loneliness, but I just don’t want to believe that you have left
16. Even if you cry, it is a commemoration. Even if I cry, I will never go back to my childhood.
17. Even if you say sorry, you can't change our past.
18. Just call and repeat those sentences every day. I can’t guess what you think.
19. When we can't look back, we can only continue to move forward.
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1. Every time I go out on a trip, I always carry a bottle of my hometown with me. Sometimes at a hotel in the guest field, I take out the bottle of my white and look at it, and I feel that the gray-black white is very beautiful and full of power. The white of our hometown gave birth to us, making us grow into men who are in the sky. Even if we drift thousands of times, we can be filled with tenderness and magnificence on lonely and foreign nights. That bottle of water not only contains the love of my hometown, but also the blessing of my mother. This blessing lasts forever and always takes care of me.
2. The sound of the wind chime is beautiful and long. I don’t sound like a ringtone at all, but music. Wind chimes are the music of the wind, which makes us feel cool when we listen to it in summer and warm when we listen to it in winter. The wind has no image, no color, and no sound, but the wind chime gives the wind an image, a color, and a sound. For wind, wind chimes are awareness, observation and touching. Every time, when I listen to the wind chime and perceive the existence of the wind, I feel that our life flows like the wind, which is almost difficult to master. Therefore, we need the wind chime in our hearts to be aware of the flow of life, observe the content of life, and be moved by the accidental meeting between life and life. With the wind chime, although the wind blows, it still leaves a wonderful sound. With the wind chime of the heart, life will leave moving traces even if it passes. Every time the wind blows, every step of the year will exist so realistically.
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