Seven times my heart has grieved
By Kari Gibran
The first time, when it could have been enterprising, it pretended to be humble;
the second time, when it was in emptiness, it filled it with loving desire;
the third time, when it was between difficult and easy, it chose easy;
the fourth time, when it made a mistake, it lent itself to the fact that other people make mistakes too to relieve itself;
Fifth time, it is free and weak, but thinks of it as the toughness of life;
Sixth time, when it despises an ugly face, it does not know that it is one of its own masks;
Seventh time, it sidles up to the sludge of life, and, though it is not willing to do so, it shrinks from it.
English original:
'Seven times have I despised my soul'
by Kahlil Gibran
The first time mitted a wrong, and comforted herself that others also commit wrong.
The fifth time when she forbore for weakness, and attributed her patience to strength. despised the ugliness of a face, and knew not that it was one of her own masks.
And the seventh time when she sang a song of praise, and deemed it a virtue .
I have passed by your heart, not that I do not want to stay, but you refused to take in_Sentimental SentencesQuote: We can no longer have a childhood; no longer have a junior high school; no longer have a first love; no longer have the former joy, happiness, sadness, pain. Yesterday, the previous second, all of them are impossible to go back again. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the past!
I really want to know why people suddenly change once they get what they want.
Life has a way of going in and out, and you can't lose your mood even if you lose something.
I have passed by your heart, not I do not want to stay, but you refuse to take in.
Sometimes it's better to turn around and leave than to insist on pretending that nothing has happened.
A gentle refusal is far better than a harsh criticism.
A person's happiness is not because he has more, but because he cares less.
Sometimes you forgive people just because you still want to keep them in your life.
The true meaning of life is in the chaos and clamor, live a quiet and serene, so that the fate of the operation in the calm, rather than catching up.
Many people are unhappy because they always feel that the past is too good, the present is too bad, and the future is too remote.
Thinking too much will only make you fall into apprehension and make things that are actually not bad, become bad.
Afterword: is that person, do not say he understands; not that person, said also useless. It is that person, do not explain it does not matter; not that person, explanation is redundant. It is that person, do not stay he also does not go; not that person, stay also can not stay. If you are that person, you will meet him naturally without waiting; if you are not that person, you will lose him at the same place.
I have no place to put the sadness
Finally, I was finally able to pen into words, organize my arms of nowhere to put the sadness of the father to write down this texture as salt of the anniversary of the sacrifice, is still unable to restrain the tears weeping, clear as yesterday, the voice and smile in front of the eyes, but it is so painful for me to my heart and lungs!
More than four years ago in the morning, without any signs, but also without a little psychological preparation, uncle called, tone of voice, told me to let me hurry to take the child back to their hometown, and urgently asked the reason, said his father accidentally fell from a high place resulting in a cerebral hemorrhage, is in the hospital resuscitation. A hear rescue, and then think of the tone of the phone uncle, I have been all weak, heart over and over again praying for God to keep my old father, praying for my father to wait for me. But in fact, uncle called me when my father has been forever long sleep, the reason why that is worried about my acceptance of the expediency of a time. I still know the truth before the trip, the moment I as if the head encountered a stick, the boom did not know what to do, and so I was awake again, I only cry for heaven and earth, my heart aches ah, I want to grab all the things that hurt, as if that is the father's soul of the fading away, the heart of the time only one idea, the father can not be so give up us and go. When I rushed home all the way to dust, see the home door is posted on the black letter of the white paper couplets, the brain instantly blank, straight to feel my heart a petal broken open, this is how incredible the fact that ah, half a month ago, the Fourth of July holiday is also spent with my father, the father before the trip to send me as if it were yesterday, at this time, we have been separated, I was paralyzed in front of the door, and no longer can not take a step, flow of tears! Tears all the way out again, I called my father one after another, how many times to go home, my father is far away to pick me up ah, but, my heart-breaking call did not respond, I can no longer hear my father's answer, and no longer see my father every time to meet my smiling face, in despair, I was a lot of people to help to the home of the three joss sticks, kowtow to three heads, raised his head when the tears fell like rain, through the case of the stove of the green smoke, I Saw my father, or that familiar face, full of grooves in the record of his life's pay and harvest, sparse white hair told me all his hard work and labor, my father quietly lying, eyes closed, like sleeping, but also like waiting for, seemingly peaceful, but also sad, yes, how could a father who left suddenly without any attachments? The whole day around the knees of the little grandson is three years old, is just lovely and naughty time, he was full of yard play, told everyone that grandpa fell asleep, the father must be difficult to give up that intergenerational pro-family fun, uncle died six years ago, leaving young cousins have not yet become a family, as the father of the father of the uncle to shoulder the responsibility of worrying about, how can he feel at ease to leave, and the mother, there are still children, which is not a heart and hung up on the heart? However, the father is still gone, gone in such a hurry, gone he did not expect! If there is a road to the Yellow Springs, how should the father take that difficult step, if there is a platform to look at the countryside, how should the father look back one step at a time?
I began to watch the night for my father, kneeling beside him night after night, looking at him all night long, recalling what my father had told me about his life, imagining my father's journey, and I told him that I was full of words, even though my father couldn't hear them any more, and that I only hoped that the few days with my father would pass slower and slower, and that I would be able to see my father for only a few days. In those days, my feelings were always wandering between doubt and sobriety, sometimes I felt that my father was with me, and my home was still as warm as before, and sometimes I told myself that my father was really gone, and that I would never see him again in this world. Until I watched my father's coffin was buried by a shovel of yellow soil, until my face is a pile of new new yellow soil, I believe, my heart once again torn open, empty without support, I wooden kneeling, a kind of never-before-seen cold from the soles of my feet, wrapped me, I want to cry but can not shed a tear, my heart has been hurt to the extent that I have lost consciousness!
My father's sudden death, leaving me often wake up in the middle of the night, I always dream of my father in the middle of the night, but also to determine whether my father has really passed away, always dreaming that my father is alive in the old home or back from the dead, the surprise to see my father again, often in a daze, I can not distinguish between dream and reality. I can't help but think of my father, think of the past, the shadows of my father are everywhere in the house, and every trace of him is touching! Everyone in the family, look at each other without words, but the heart is in the same, this kind of loss of loved ones, blood and blood pain, can only be borne alone, alone to resolve. Often guide yourself, but life's most natural law of old age, illness and death, who can not change, such as the old family relatives advised me the same: you just think about some of it, even if your father live a eighty or ninety years old, or even a hundred years old you still can not let go! It's best for your father to go like this, without suffering a bit! But how can I let go, when the ladder linking life suddenly breaks, how can my heart bear such pain? How many times I went back to the home that gave birth to me and raised me, everything is still the same, but things are not the same, no father's home through a kind of bleak mutilation, and even, and even at one time I was afraid to go home for fear of that sadness, for fear that my sadness touches all of my loved ones. (Sentimental) how many years, is the father with his wisdom and perseverance to hold up our family, is the father to give us warmth and strength, each of us, in fact, early used to life in the droplets are the father's opinion, but he went, went so hastily, even too late to leave a word, let his children to see his last glance! Those days, even think as if not dare, has been so painful, night and day tears, in this world, who else can hold up a side of the sky for me without rain? Once, how peacefully I enjoyed the care from my parents, and so have their own home, and so do their own mother, day by day, only to know that this love needs to pay how much effort and energy, only to y appreciate my parents to raise my pain and hardship, yes, raising children know parents grace, in that era, that hard and poor family situation, as a family head of the father, the weight of the shoulders of the imagination, and the young me and the frail and weak, and I can not imagine. The young me and weak and sick, I must have cost my parents a lot of effort, it is not easy to raise, let alone my parents gave me today's life! Remember what my father used to say before he was born: parents' hearts on the children, children's hearts on the stone, since childhood, I have always relied so much on my father's selfless care, as a daughter, how much I did for my father, and this is what I can't face up to and hard to let go of the real and true pain. Once, I also had a dream, had a plan, there are many can be counted as filial wishes, but always because of many trivial this or that reason did not materialize, I finally I did not do my filial piety, and my father can no longer wait for me to do my filial piety, life is always such a lack of, the trees want to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the child wants to raise and not wait for his parents, regrets and self-reproach often make my heart suffered a lot of torment. I think I'm still hypocritical, not into the reality of filial piety, how can be considered filial piety, and how can I say filial piety to my father's spirit in heaven? Compared to my father's love for me like mountains and sea water, what I have done is not even a little bit!
I should have given my father the old age, so that he is also like me around the leisurely walk or the spirit of the old man who danced in the square as a happy and comfortable old age, and how I hope to be able to help him, strolling in the river willow bank, that is how happy and warm, think about it all let a person touched, but this is all certainly unrealistic extravagance, I've been lost to my father forever and ever! How many times, in the dream of my father, my heart is still so warm, as in the old days, there is a father's love and care, but, every time, always unable to talk to him, I can not even hear his voice, can not clearly see his face, maybe it is the reason for the separation of the two, we are two worlds after all! I heard a friend say, if you dream of the deceased and come back to life, it is the deceased has been reincarnated, then, my father must now be a lively and lovely child. This is good, we can at least breathe in the same world. I remember, before covering the coffin for my father, and my father to do the last goodbye, my brother and I put our beloved things in his body, I hope that my father in the ground will not feel lonely, tucked in my father's clothes, looking at his face seems to be asleep I said: father, the next life to reincarnate in a good family, don't be as hard as in this life! I hope that my dear father is now enjoying a warm and rich family love, healthy and happy growth, but I still sad, my heart is still very painful, a trace of pain to the depths, how much I hope that this love, can be given by me, not for anything else, just for my life owes my father's great kindness!
Father's fourth anniversary of the day of sacrifice, the family went to pay tribute, so I want to call a father again, this incomparable warmth of the name, there has been a long time from my mouth, this only name, has been buried with his father, in addition to miss, from now on with me forever! I think, if there is a heaven, my father must be gazing at me from a high place, if we can get together, his old man must not be alone, the deceased relatives will be together, I do not know how far away heaven is, I can not imagine the distance between. Is heaven far away? As if it is not far away, across the pile of yellow earth, where my father is sleeping; heaven is close, it seems not close, through countless thoughts, we have never seen the possibility of meeting. Nevertheless, I am still superstitious and would rather believe that a greeting and a blessing can reach heaven and fall into my father's heart. There are always some things are eternal, such as our flesh and blood connected to the family, there are always some things are endless, such as my father's longing, I believe that the distance of the soul, in fact, only a stone's throw away, in my life's bag, loaded with my father to give me a high heaven and thick earth like the grace of nurturing! Memories of the past days, the taste of the father's hard work, those who flowed like water flowed through the years, the wheel like driving through the light of day, do not pull my thoughts of the warp and woof, if the past are melted into water droplets, they must have converged into a salty tidal wave in the sea of my heart gushing endlessly!
The only beautiful sad sentences please do not hurt my heart, that live inside is you_Sentimental Sentences1. Life must have cracks, the sun can shine in.
2. Isn't it true that the heart doesn't hurt so much after crying.
3. I once thought that the sky is the limit, but in fact, it is just a meeting in plain water.
4. We can't get along, but can't be separated, is it necessary to hurt each other in order to live a wonderful life
5. Don't waste new tears for the old sadness.
6. We smile and say, we stay in the original place of time, in fact, has long been swept away by the torrent silently.
7. You can do without me without me, but you have become the most painful scar in my heart.
8. The memories are too painful, only because the encounter was too beautiful
9. The sunshine after the rain is so bright, but the heart that has shed tears is still disheveled.
10. You can choose to love me or not love me, and I can only choose to love you or love you more.
11. Every moment that comes to mind will leave scars in the youthfulness of the loss.
12. When the heart is given out, you should know that it is impossible to get it back unharmed.
13. Sometimes, close your mouth, put down your pride, and admit that you are wrong, not to admit defeat, but to grow.
14. I just don't get it, one moment of heart to heart, the next moment of heart to hide heart.
15. In fact, some things are destined to be fruitless. The first thing I want to do is to get rid of all the things that I've done in the past.
16. Memories, the more beautiful the more terrible, the more struggle, the more tears to fall.
17. The memories that a person thinks are engraved in his mind, others may have already forgotten.
18. The people who hurt you the most are often those who claim they will never hurt you
19. We always meet the most beautiful love in the era when we know the least about love.
20. You don't have to show off, you don't have to lie, the people who know you will naturally know what you originally look like.
21. Some people are not left to not love, not seen to forget
22. Thank you for being so busy, but also personally to hurt me.
23. life is not a one-way street, a road can not go, you can turn
24. it turns out, as long as the people separated, no matter how familiar the original, will slowly become distant.
25. You are the one I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love, I love.
26. The most fearful thing is that in the heart of my most important person, the most important person is not me.
27. Life is like a play, the past is like smoke. Don't make it difficult for others to do so for your own persistence, and trample on yourself.
28. In a man's mind, the next one is always better. In the woman's mind, the former is always better than this one.
29. In fact, the world's happiest fairy tale, but with you through the years.
30. When there is an oddball in the dormitory, you can't sleep until you wake up naturally!
31. Sometimes the truth is often hidden in jokes, just say the heart of the listener has no intention of just ...
32. If one day I can not get married, please bury me in the, do not disturb.
33. Please don't break my heart, it's you who lives there.
34. There is always that one person, when mentioning him, sometimes heartache, sometimes happy.
35. pay more and how, do not love still do not love, love still hurt ....
36. Actual you have long changed, just I have been grasping the memories do not let go.
37. I'm not proud, not savage, I'm just tired of all the perfunctory and quarrels
38. around the people left less and less, but I know the rest of the people on the more and more important,
39. still can be proud of the unrestrained smile, but no longer have ever been naive and innocent
40. a person when I forget I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
41. I like to hold you tightly at that moment, like getting the whole world, you know?
42. There is a person who teaches you how to love. But he doesn't love you.
43. I do not lack of love, your departure, just let me less a habit.
44. just, feel tired, just, need a hug,
45. there is no absolute happiness in the world, only refuse to be happy heart.
46. There are some people who will never be together in this lifetime. But there is a feeling that can be hidden in the heart to keep a lifetime.
47. I thought you loved me at the beginning, so I was wrong from the beginning.
48. Use your smile to change the world, don't let the world change your smile.
49. The world is very small, we met like this. This world is very big, and it's hard to see you again when you're apart.
50. Don't let the sadness of the past, or the worries of the future, ruin your happiness at the moment.
51. know how to hurt a person, is to desperately good to her, suddenly pull out, she may not cry out.
52. Who if with a true heart to me, I will take life to cherish, this sentence will never expire
53. We are not afraid of aging, not afraid of passing away, afraid of, in the frozen years slowly assimilate.
54. If you can't cry, take a knife and cut yourself, the blood that flows out is your own tears.
55. Because I care about you, I always explain, and you always say I'm covering up.
56. Some hurt, why can say, why can say, where to say, when to say; some secrets, can not say, can not say, do not have to say, do not have to say.
57. Once said goodbye, a prophecy, really never seen again.
58. Wish I had a heart, white head, this clear words, laugh at the lonely self.
59. Because you do not love me, so what have become your excuse for not loving me.
60. I wish I could turn back into a child, because, it is always easier to mend a broken knee than a broken heart.