If reading is the cornerstone of life, combing the feathers of life, then, practice, is in the construction of the hall of life, training the wings of life. Isn't it true that after practicing, life can really stand and fly between heaven and earth?
Home can be extended to far and wide, embracing the world; home can be shrunk to a very small very small, only two people can also play a lot. A home can be a place of wilderness, a place of bloodshed, a place of death for a man and a woman. The key is for each member to be both king and soldier, to build it and guard it, to harmoniously adjust the home's domestic and foreign affairs, and to handle the home's border defense.
Running towards happiness, we are searching hard for it. But where is happiness? Happiness should be a cool oasis in the desert, right? We trekked through the mountains and rivers, and eventually saw only a few clumps of sea buckthorn; happiness is a shining pearl in the sea, right? We wade through the rivers and explore the sea, searching for traces, but in the end only to pick up a few shells; happiness should be a comfortable castle in the journey, right? We have been hungry and thirsty, traveling at night and in the morning, but in the end we only found a humble room; happiness should be a peach and apricot orchard over the mountain, right? We have worked hard, panting, but in the end we only see a few bends of willow, a few bushes of grass. The fact is, we don't want to idealize happiness, there is no such thing as a complete and flawless happiness.
All thoughts that inspire life are beautiful. There is only one enemy, and that is selfishness, which can make the spring of life muddy and dry, which can make the sky of the mind narrow and gloomy. It can make the stars of ideals dim and blurred. Strive to stimulate the light and strength of your heart, to inspire that joy of selfless love and devotion.
Turning to ancient poems, you can savor the deep thoughts and feelings of the poets one by one, and then think and realize. Read Wang Wei, Meng Haoran, you know what is the love of landscape; read Du Fu, Bai Juyi, you know what is the people's feelings; read Xin Qiji, Lu You, you know what is the patriotic feelings. Reading, tasting, you have and poets into one, subconsciously improve their moral character and aesthetic taste.
Some people do whatever it takes to make a name for themselves, and as a result, their reputation has been swept away; Lei Feng has never left a name for his good deeds, but his reputation is well known; some people want to write a long time to stay in the world's text, and as a result, the speed of being forgotten; Lu Xun would like to see the article immortalized, but it is shining through the ages. How many articles in the world can be retained? The sky is full of stars, but only a hook of the crescent moon. Some people try every possible means to pursue a long life, but the result is a lifetime of mediocrity. Wang Bo died young, but left behind a thousand songs. How many people in the world have made a name for themselves? There are countless diamonds in the Ganges, but only diamonds sparkle. How many people in the history of the world have been immortalized? The only thing that's left is a little bit of real gold.
What kind of book is life? Some people are plain, and the wind and rain, but his life path is rich and delicate; some people are bumpy and difficult, but the book of his life is fascinating; some people are flying high, and there is a way to the clouds, but the book of his life is unbearable.
The color of spring is a cold green, such as blue waves, such as young bamboo, full of infinite hope. The color of autumn is hot red, like the setting sun, like red leaves, marking the end of everything. The color of autumn is warm yellow, such as golden ears, such as sorghum, swirling with the joy of harvest.
Lazy people messy footprints, wandering backward, is written on the road of life confessions woeful; diligent people solid and powerful footprints, the courage to go forward, is engraved in the peak of the danger of the lyric poetry, how bold.
You can't control the weather, but you can change the mood. You can't change your appearance, but you can master yourself. You cannot foresee tomorrow, but you can cherish today.
Honest people, life as a continuous mountain peaks a seat to climb; cunning people, life as a ship, see the wind rudder to grasp the direction. Cunning people, perhaps a lifetime of profit, but lost the true self; honest people, perhaps a lifetime of hardship, but found the true meaning of life.
What is history? The vicissitudes of a piece of land can be a history, the rise and fall of a nation can be a history, a family's sadness and joy can be a history, a person's sweet and sour can be a history. History can be very long, the journey of life is as long as it is, the age of mankind is as old as it is; history can be very big, the world is as vast as it is, the universe is as vast as it is. The past is history.
Summer has its green grass and red flowers, and winter has its jade leaves. In summer, a hundred rivers to fill the sea, the sky is blue, after the rain canoeing, can always make people relaxed and happy, forget to go back; winter, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, the lake ice skating, the same people make a person to escape from Xing Shen Fei, full of interest.
Despite the journey of life in the specific experience always seems so trivial, so ordinary, so long, and so tiresome, but it is precisely they constitute a real wonderful life. This is the most precious state of life.
Life is like wine, or fragrant, or strong, or rich, or light, because integrity, it becomes mellow;
Life is like a song, or high, or low, or sad, or joyful, because integrity, it becomes pleasing to the ear;
Life is like a painting, or beautiful, or dull, or elegant, or colorful, because of the integrity, it becomes beautiful.
The shooting star has fallen, but with a beautiful light to cut through the night sky, although the music is over, but with a stirring melody to uplift people's hearts.
Philting said, "Bad books are also like bad friends, they may kill and maim you." That's true. But there's no need to go to the other extreme for that and exaggerate the effect of books on a person's character. More often than not, good people remain good people when they read bad books, and bad people remain bad people when they read good books.
Friendship, is a life of great benefit to the savings. This savings, is in need of help, is the wrong way on the road, is the wrong advice, is the fall of a sincere support, is the pain of wiping away the tears of a wisp of spring wind.
Trust, is a precious life savings. This savings, is the rumors that come to you when you cast a kindly gaze, is the road ahead to give you the firm company, is in trouble when the support of all-out efforts, is to suffer from slander to drive away the pain of a heart lamp.
The reason why drops of water are able to penetrate the stone, there are at least two reasons: one is that they are focused on the goal, each drop of water in the same direction, falling on a fixed point; the second is that they are persistent, in the long years, they have never ceased this effort. From this to the other, we can think of ancient and modern scholars who have achieved success, in them, are embodied in the word "specialization" and "perseverance".
The love of mother and child, the love of brother, although also has a strong altruistic color, but its premise is to blood and kinship as a bond, can not be called selfless dedication. Only altruism and sacrifice that transcends kinship and blood ties and personal gain can be called selfless dedication. This kind of selfless service is different from the definition of moralists and the good deeds of philanthropists. It is not from the sense of "small self" to seek and realize the spiritual conversion and comfort of the heart, but from the sense of "big self" to commit and practice the responsibility and mission to the country, society and the people.
Books are like a ladder that leads us to the temple of knowledge. Books are like a key, which will help us open the window of wisdom of the mind. Time is like a good doctor, it can teach us to heal the bleeding wounds, time is like a kind mother, it will help us to heal the wounds of the soul.
Some people live a rich and full life, because he has the ability to manage life; some people live a mediocre life, because he lacks the courage to overcome life.
Ten steps, there will be fragrant grass. Heroes, on the other hand, are often difficult to measure in terms of distance or density of time.
Only the rough sea can create the beach's light and soft, while the calm lake, had to let the sludge around; only the stormy weather, can wash the sludge and muddy water, while the wind and rain, can only leave behind the mud and sand; only endless forests can create the earth's emerald green and delicate, while lonely trees, had to let the gale destroy.
What is love? Love is the wind, love is the rain. Because of love, we are willing to calm and quiet days; also because of love, we dare to go to the Jingge Tiema, horse leather still, what is the interest? Interest is heat, interest is love. Because of interest, we abandoned the interest outside the enjoyment; also because of interest, we explore the mystery to go, harvest results also.
Books are my spiritual food, which reshaped my soul. When Jane Eyre said: "We are equal, I'm not an emotionless machine", I know the self-esteem as a woman; when Petofi said: "If for the sake of freedom, both can be thrown", I know the value of being a human being; when Lu Xun said: When Lu Xun said: "If you don't explode in silence, you will perish in silence", I know the spirit of resistance that people should have; when Branning said: "Take away the love, the world will turn into a tomb", I know how important it is to dedicate love to others.
Since the goal is the distant horizon, we should be more calm and relaxed. The fruitfulness of the fall depends on the hard work of the spring sowing; to become the sea of a vein of blood, all rely on the brook day and night to run. Perhaps, pay the sweat, not necessarily harvest that maturing dream; perhaps, shed blood, not necessarily have that piece of red scenery; perhaps, the darkness of the struggle, not necessarily ushered in a brilliant dawn ....... However, I am not a flavor of sadness. Despite the silent plowing, have not yet heard the echo of life, but love of life, I will win.
No need to load the young mind heavy. Superficial vicissitudes, outward seriousness, do not allow you to rise as a philosopher; leaving all your friends, all you have is a lonely back. Since I cannot now become profound, I let myself become easy. How can a weeping man hear the ringing sound of blossoming flowers; how can a man who disguises himself hear the excitement in the frogs' song?
No need to immediately decide that you can't, and mixed into the sea of people, too vulgar to live, not light up a Huo Huo burning lamp of life. My shout may be a little weak, my footsteps may be a little blind, but my blood has been roaring since the beginning. Destiny has nothing to fear, the sea of shock is not a common sail raised!
No need to cry for a small setback. Life is full of ups and downs, there is no trauma of the pearl shell, how can there be glittering charming crystal. A few falls, fall a few times, is often the case. If in a gutter are overturned, your life must be pale, absolutely not vivid. If defeated, I can start again from scratch, and if I win, I can ram the cornerstone under my feet hard.
No need to put a sentence: "the sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk" of the ancient song repeatedly tasted bitter and sad. The pointer of my life is at eight or nine o'clock, it is the beautiful moment of the rising sun, as long as I work hard to move forward, all corners of the world will see my figure. This world, I do not know if it is a little cold, but I would like to use my own meager strength, to give each friend who feels the coolness of a warm, a ray of light.
Foolish compromises and reconciliations are the tricks of the villain, which are worshipped by insignificant politicians and philosophers. We should conclusively say today what we think today, and tomorrow what we will say tomorrow, even if it is diametrically opposed to today's opinion.
Man is often weak and apologetic: he dares not say "I think" or "I am", but invokes the words of some saint or wise man, and he is guilty of guilt in the face of a blade of grass or a rose. He may be distracted by longing, or burdened by remembrance. In fact, the origins of virtue and vitality are undefined and unknowable; why do you need to look at others, see what they do, and listen to what they tell you - your behavior, your thoughts, and your character should be entirely new.
Jealousy is ignorance, imitation is suicide; no matter what is happening to you, you are in charge of yourself; the potential that lies in man is infinite, and what he is capable of, no one else can know, and if he does not try it, he remains ignorant of his own ability to do so.
The fate of the readers in the view of outsiders is noble, in the readers themselves seem to be bleak, in the view of some powerful people, reading is a pastime, pastime is dispensable, so-called also does not matter. So only the readers themselves can appreciate the sweetness and bitterness of it.
The real light is never dark, just never be covered by darkness; the real hero, never have lowly sentiments, just never be lowly sentiments yielded. Therefore, before you can defeat your external enemies, you must first defeat your internal enemies.
There are only two kinds of people in the world: those who pick the best of a bunch of grapes and eat them first, and those who save the best for last. As a rule, the first person should be happy, because every grape he eats is the best in the bunch; the second person should be pessimistic. But in fact it is the other way around, because the second man has hope, and the first man has only memories.
Although life is only a few decades long, it is never a dream, and if you pursue the truth, you will live forever. Life is not a burning candle, but a torch held up, which we must burn brightly and hotly and pass on to the next generation.
Experiencing nature is a treasure. The wind is a transparent brocade, the rain is a myriad of crystalline pearls, the forests are like emerald green embroidery, and the bays and lakes are azure jewels.
Friendship is my wealth. I am a white cloud, affection is the blue sky that embraces me; I am a green tree, affection is the land that nourishes me; I am a bird of prey, affection is the forest that shelters me; I am a clear spring, affection is the mountains that embrace me.
Personality needs "your I": self-reliance to tree human dignity, self-confidence to promote the spirit of people, self-learning to grow human talent, self-love to see the sublime, self-motivated to grind the will of the people, self-policing to show that the rationale, self-improvement to show that the personality of the people, self-seeking to figure out the development of people only, self-starvation in order to make a great cause of human beings.
Failure, is the destruction of valuable things to people; success, is the valuable things packaged for people to see. The secret of success is not afraid of failure and not forgetting failure. Successful people are from the purgatory of failure. Success and failure cycle back and forth to form a wonderful life. The verdict of success and failure is not at the beginning but at the end.
Life is like a river, rich in experience, in order to flow far and wide. A great life, like the Yellow River, ups and downs, like the Yangtze River as magical and magnificent. Life is like a mountain, the experience of strange in order to be great. A great life, like the Yellow Mountain, like the strange peaks, like Mount Tai, like the atmosphere of the majestic.
Experience is the whetstone of life, the sharpness of life in the sharpening of the flash; experience is the ore of life, the vitality of life in the refinement of the release.
Experience is experience, experience is accumulation. Without experience, there is no quality of survival; without accumulation, there is no wisdom of survival. The true meaning of life is explored in experience, and the value of life is realized in experience.
Beauty, can be in the gilded palace, can also be in the bombing of the bridge; beauty, can be in the fragrant flowers, can also be in the wind beating candlelight; beauty, can be in the transcendent Vinas statue, can also be in the ordinary girl's smile.
With the immortal word "man" to support the beautiful scenery, both "although the body to solve my still unchanged Ruoxi" persistent chanting, but also "my generation is not the people of Artemisia," the stumbling The heart; both "I recommend my blood Xuan Yuan" noble pursuit, but also "dare to teach the sun and moon for a new day" bold and bold.
I am a bee, in the motherland's garden, flying around, tireless for the motherland to brew sweet honey; I am a purple swallow, in the motherland's blue sky, through the thousands of households, to the motherland to the people to report to the message of spring; I am a drop of rain in the motherland's wilderness, from the sky to moisturize the thirst of the saplings; I am a pine, in the motherland's borders, proudly standing, showing the stature of the solemn. I am a pine, in the border of the motherland, standing proudly, displaying a solemn posture.
No matter how perfect the wings of a bird are, if it does not rely on the air, the bird will never fly high in the sky. Imagination is the wings and objective reality is the air, only when the two are closely integrated can remarkable achievements be made.
There are people who are willing to lend you their umbrellas on a sunny day, but when it rains, he quietly goes first with his umbrella. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. Some people, in the face of your deep love, language expression like flowing a bright, sweet river, but under the riverbed, but there is a dirty undercurrent. Some people, in your hard sowing time, he stood by and refused to shed a drop of sweat, and when you harvest time, he is not ashamed to share your fruits with all kinds of reasons. Some people, focusing on the appearance of the grooming, and dress to show a kind of luxury, but deep inside is full of emptiness. Filled with ignorance and stupidity, the form of that uncultured, often unconsciously flow in his words and actions.
Read others, in fact, also read themselves, read the true, read the good, read the beautiful at the same time, but also read the hypocrisy behind the moral appearance, but also read the ugly behind the beautiful, but also read the cunning behind the smile. Read people, the most important thing is to read and understand how to be a person. To read people is to be a real person. Therefore, when reading people, to learn tolerance, to learn to be generous, so that we can read something beneficial to their own things, in order to read out the noble, in order to read out the joy, in order to read out the happiness.
Large things get smaller, small things get bigger. The "big" and the "small" are often transformed into each other under certain conditions. The big loss will become smaller because of timely remedy, and the small achievement will become bigger because of continuous efforts; the same is true for "more" and "less", the more problems will be reduced because of timely advice, and the less knowledge will be increased because of continuous accumulation.
Faith is the support point of the lever of life, with this support point, it is possible to become a strong and powerful person; faith is the door of the cause, without the right faith, doomed to do great things. Labor is the source of all knowledge, only hard work, in order to ignite the wisdom of the fire; labor is the career ladder, no hard work, it is impossible to climb to the pinnacle of career success.
If life is a beautiful piece of music, then pain is one of the indispensable notes; if life is an endless sea, then frustration is a sudden upturned waves; if life is a blue sky, then disillusionment is a floating white clouds.
Education needs passion, passion makes education show infinite vitality; education needs poetry, poetry makes education overflowing with romanticism. The pursuit of passion, passion makes the main theme of the pursuit of powerful; the pursuit of poetry, poetry makes the pursuit of the palette glowing.
Painter painting flowers, painting a branch, intended to leave some of the world, so that appreciators go to reverie; musicians play, staccato, sometimes "silent than sound", so that the audience to taste; poets poems, pay attention to the implicit, the words are endless, so that readers go to appreciate; teachers lectures, concise and deliberately cited, leaving students to think about it. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't know what to do.
Sincerity is like a flower that always bears the fruit of friendship; sincerity is like a clear stream, the heart is the source of the stream.
Money can buy food, but not a good appetite; it can buy books, but not knowledge. Money can buy roses, but not love. It can buy greeting cards, but not friendship.
While bees and butterflies are both fluttering among the flowers, one is creating and the other is wasting away. What the creator dedicates is a sweet life, and what the waster leaves behind is the garbage of life.
Perhaps, there will never be that day when the prospects are as brilliant as the sunset; perhaps, there will never be that day when success is as brilliant as the lights; perhaps, it can only be so. Climbing but can not reach the peak; perhaps, it can only be such a running stream but can not set off waves.
We for the encounter, raise the crystal wine glass, but do not know the past life, in fact, is the preparation for this encounter. The night, open the black curtain; the moon, sprinkled with gentle light. The fog curls up and the wind is faint. The tide that rushes into the heart is the tide, and the tears that overflow the eyes are the tears.
Don't be humble to the proud, don't be proud of the humble.
The world is like a rose; a pessimist thinks only of its terrible thorns; an optimist thinks only of its lovely fragrance. The world is like fine food. One spends only a small amount of time eating and most of the time digesting; to be alone is to digest the world.
Political struggle is a very complex thing, not to be reckless, not to be hasty, to have a bowser. The first thing you need to do is to be patient, tough when you need to be tough, and compromising when you need to be compromising. Patience can be a long time to keep quiet, counterattack to attack, not to give the opponent a little chance to breathe.
The times, to many ordinary names coated with a layer of gold dust, but also let many shiny name lost its luster. And all the times and all the history, in turn, have been subjected to the creations and dictates of men in succession.
In real life, who can tell us in advance that knowledge that may seem to serve no purpose, or that we ignore because it is commonplace, will one day turn into a lifelong treasure for us? Or how many people would listen if someone said that a pebble is a gem? After all, there are many who would be blinded by immediate gain.
The arrogant people don't like to listen, they will only militarize, greed and arrogance blocked their vision; the closed people don't like to listen, they will only sit in the well and watch the sky, shallow and ignorant hindered their progress; the people who are eager to make quick profits don't like to listen, they will only be shallow, impatience and short-sightedness constraints on their insights. Therefore, only the people who like to listen are the people who are rich in wisdom.
Man's life is like gold, to be upright, the personality must stand; man's life is like wood, to be full, the connotation must be profound; man's life is like water, to be flexible, the method must be easy; man's life is like fire, to be enthusiastic, the attitude to be sincere; man's life is like earth, to be true, the style to be simple.
Reading, but also a life a profitable savings. This savings, is the key to discover the future, is the pursuit of truth, is the ladder, is beyond the foundation of the previous sage, is to participate in the strength of the competition.
The language of our country is as brilliant as the stars, as precious as pearls, as beautiful as peonies, as fragrant as plum blossoms; the language of our country towers over Mount Everest, engraved with the Great Wall, stretches over the Kunlun, and flows with the Yellow River; there are the bones of the Han and Wei dynasties, the poems of Tang and Song dynasties, the Jin and Yuan operas, and the novels of Ming and Qing Dynasties; there are the sections of the Imperial Court, the wonders of the Langyuan Garden, the bamboo hedges and thatched ponds, and the sunset light; there are the elegant and colorful, the simple and generous, the fresh and cold, and the elegant and bold. cold, elegant and bold.
They have convinced themselves that it is a victory of reason; they have been touched by themselves, a sublimation of the mind; they have conquered themselves, a maturity of life.
Trying is the kind of brave bird that can go up to the sky when the clouds cover the sun; trying is a flat boat that goes forward on the sea when the big wave rises. For the brave, try is a new road of life; for the weak, try is a high wall of iron.
Metaphor is the painter's hands of paint, for the scenery color; metaphor is the wings of the poet's imagination, colorful for the lyric; metaphor is the spark of wisdom of the philosophers, lighting the light of truth that will always inspire people to move forward. Skillful metaphor can paint a difficult scene, can be difficult to express the feelings, can be difficult to talk about the reason.
Drinking half-healthy is just right, flowers blossom half the time partial Yan; half-sailed fan to avoid upside down, the horse put half the reins steady. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The most important thing to remember is that you have to be able to get the most out of your life. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to get the most out of it.
Life of those who have a lifetime of non-stop hoofing, solemn forward certainly respectable, but can stop at the right time to rest and know how to appreciate the surrounding scenery of the people, not only respectable, and more and more lovely.
Bravery is a spirit of struggle. In the face of evil, difficulties, a brave man must not be afraid to struggle, to fight; brave is a creative spirit, in the face of the future, hope, a brave man should not shrink to create, to open up; brave is a kind of sacrifice, in order to justice, the truth, a brave man must not hesitate to sacrifice, to sacrifice.
The sail knows clearly: sailing on the sea, it is inevitable that the wind will be broken, may also be swallowed by the sea, but these dangers will never make the sail lowered high head! Because the sail has long given life to the sea, and death to the sea. The sail understands: if it leaves this boiling seafaring business. Sail even if alive, not just a piece of idle rags.
When you for the achievements and honors and self-appreciation, you should think of: others and you as well as success, there are strengths, so do not be complacent, forgetful; when you due to setbacks and failures and inferiority complex, you should think of: you and others as well as failures and pain, so ten thousand can not be presumptuous, self-abandonment.
The earth said that the river gave me life and vigor; the river said that if there is no forest, maybe I would have been annihilated, the forest said that the mother earth raised me.
Some people say that the autumn wind is cold and heartless, complaining that it blew down the leaves, blew down the fruit, blew off the seeds, said it blew away a vibrant world. O people, have you ever thought of such truth? If the autumn wind had not blown the leaves off the trees a little, wouldn't the leaves have been torn to shreds by the harsh winter? If the autumn wind did not blow the fruits off the branches, would the fruits not be devoured by the ice and snow? If the autumn wind had not blown the seeds off the stalks, wouldn't the seeds have been frozen by the cold? It is the autumn wind, the leaves introduced to the roots, so that it found a way to continue life; it is the autumn wind, the fruit led into the warmth of the home, so that it saves the life of the embryo; it is the autumn wind, the seed hidden into the thick soil, so that it has a sprouting of the spring of the hotbed.
A country with a history of 5,000 years has finally stood up. It is no longer the grass that people trample on, but a big tree, it is no longer the swallow that can't withstand the wind and rain, but an eagle that spreads its wings and soars, it is no longer the cowardly cat and mouse, but a
This is the first time that a country with a history of five thousand years has stood up.