? The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money for your money, and that's what you're going to do. The Buddha said: thousands of times in the last life, in exchange for this life of a brush with the shoulders. I'm not sure if I've ever met her in my last life. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't know what I'm talking about.
The 1182 train from Xinjiang to Shenzhen West arrived in Tianshui at two o'clock in the afternoon, this is my journey alone, no road companion, so I came to Tianshui a day in advance, the day on the please friends to buy the next day's ticket. With the ticket I found a hostel near the station, the hostel conditions are very poor, because of its unique location, so the consumption is not expensive, no way! I don't want to drag a big bag to find another better accommodation. A few days of non-stop running, full of fatigue, very early to close the door of the dormitory, I want to sleep peacefully, unexpectedly next door, a fellow does not give face, he is full of spirit, humming half understand the song, Sheng feel bummed, so I want to dream of the hostel this reimbursement.
? Trance between the day has been bright, the hostel attendant to organize the room by the way to ask whether the guests need to continue to live, when she asked me, when she learned that I no longer continue to live when the consistent modesty and attitude immediately disappeared in the tone of voice similar to the dismissal to let me quickly go, because near the station next to the source of good, so they will not care about your next time whether to light again to return to the but go out, no matter how, bear a little on the past, not the top of the hour to leave, but also the top of the hour to leave, the top of the hour to leave. They're leaving after the top hour! The first thing you need to do is to go to the station early.
Between sighs I have come to the train station, sitting in the waiting room. Looking at the bustling crowds, the daze? The mood is terrible, fear, loneliness, helplessness, coupled with the cold hotel guy, all make this alone out of the difficult! I think there are still a few days on the road, some disappointment, but the only hope is the next unfamiliar city of good intentions and visions, only it supports and encourages me to get on this train full of friendship!
? I finally found my seat in a crowded melee.
The train was speeding, I sat down by the window, and opened the already prepared novel "Please have mercy on me", slowly turning, but how can not be quiet! Looking at the passengers sitting next to each other, each yawning constantly with the clunking sound of the train, coupled with the stuffy air in the carriage, seem to be about to fall asleep. Although a few days of the journey has long exhausted me, but at the moment there is no trace of tiredness, casually close the novel, looking out the window, the towering mountains seem to have long said goodbye to me. In front of me, there is only a flat rice paddy, a gray-green rice paddy in the fall, a peaceful harvest season, green smoke. Occasionally there is a small mountain, rather than a mountain is more like a hill, they are compared to the mountains in the northwest to indeed nothing, in a flash they were left behind by the train, the train is like a steed on the prairie galloped, outside the window, the wind in the wild whoop. The mountainous hometown ah son to be separated from you for a while!
? Opposite sitting a woman, her long soft hair in the wind because she seems to be playing Zen like sitting on the seat is not soft and messy, she did not realize that not cleaned up, see she really sleepy! Can not care about the appearance. Outside the window whooshing sound of the wind, the rhythmic sound of the car track, occasionally carriages A came from the sound of some big man snoring, noisy, but the carriages feel a quiet. But for some reason, I have never been able to sleep, restless heart is always beating. Or was it waiting? I'm looking forward to the arrival of a certain person?
? With a long whistle, the galloping train began to slow down the pace, and finally stopped. I stretched out, then look out the window, and inadvertently found that it has been to Zhengzhou. I opened the window and looked out. Buy snacks aunts pushing goods full of food car, even like a war like in the rush customers, shouting: "water bubble noodles five dollars, sweet corn two fresh fruit want to sell cheap ah! The crowd of people was so busy that it was like a war for customers. Bustling crowds, hurried footsteps, messed up into a piece.
? At this time, a group of hasty hulk swarmed in, they bear the burden of the burden, carry the shoulder, as if the team before the march. With a little bit of domineering, almost barbaric. They did not care whether they stepped on others, or bumped into others, you pushed me to rush over to the inside. I was seated in seat nineteen, and there was someone in number twenty next to me, but he went down in the middle of the ride. I was a little worried at the moment; after all, it's not very pleasant to sit back-to-back with a reckless person. A few minutes later, the train seemed to be leaving, and I was glad to be out of their way. Suddenly, there was a person poking out of the doorway. She was walking towards me, and I couldn't see her clearly because of the distance between us and my sleepy eyes. She was already standing in front of me while I was thinking about it, obviously looking tired and inhaling the not-so-fresh air in the car. Now I can clearly see her stripes, medium-sized, apparently not past puberty. Quite a good physique has a wonderful face that I have never seen in my life, clear contours, features, delicate and touching. Yellowish straight hair, or rather blonde color hanging loosely on her delicate neck. Under the thick eyebrows, a pair of big eyes rolling from time to time. Her long eyelashes fluttered like the fluttering wings of a fluttering bee. She was looking for her seat. At last she sighed and said to herself, "Finally!
Then she quietly sat down next to me. The air was so heavy that I felt a little bored, and I couldn't look at the book in my hand anymore. The desire to talk to her after the first meeting between strangers was so strong that I wanted to talk to her, I wanted to
But I didn't take the initiative to say half a word, I was a little embarrassed, and a little coy. Especially themselves, the temperature of the face inadvertently already feel a little hot, really some repression, some difficult.
? Still muster the courage, gently turned to her, but I found that pair of eyes full of mystery is also looking at me, a shallow smile. When our eyes met for a moment, we both quickly turned our heads back to look at their respective fronts. The monotonous sound of the wheels, began to sound like the words of the train from the flat rice paddies slowly climbed over the ridge north of the hill, through the long
long tunnel, only to see the light sunshine of the autumn afternoon, a peaceful, quiet. Through the back window, the tunnel is flying in the opposite direction of us. Time is also flying by, the large carriage, now seems to be only me and a stranger to her.
Everything, all in the call of the young people's memories, had that flower season, quiet night, two people in the yellow street lamps after the corner of the campus in Moda sit back to back, who do not know each other's names, do not know each other in the waiting for who, perhaps waiting for a new friend, perhaps an old friend, perhaps
Perhaps waiting for the time of this silence faster walk through life, the journey, the platforms, the tunnel is going in the opposite direction, and now only seems to be me and a stranger to her. This journey, thousands of platforms, people come and go. The same position, witnessed the turn of the crowd, who knows, can accompany their own to the end of the person who is?
? Just thinking, a very low voice: "Listen to music?" The voice is indeed very low, so that I heard a very blurred, in I have not reacted to the time, she has sent the headphones to the ear, I did not answer her, smile instead of answering. The song is very light, gurgling water, chirping birds like scattered beads, hit in the deep alley, crunchy and hidden. At this moment, the world is only composed of the running train, the gurgling water, the chirping birds, and everything seems superfluous. What is this song? I asked. "The sound of loneliness," she replied.
Gradually, there were more and more lights next to the driveway, and with the dim streetlights, the train gradually moved into the night. The night hides everything, and slowly the only lights left outside the window are scattered spots, probably from the night shift workers doing their jobs. Except for the clunking sound of the train, everything seemed to be sleeping peacefully. I just want to sit like this, regardless of the dawn and night outside, regardless of the wind or rain outside the window. I'd rather the train keep going, there is no end, always, always always always ......
? But I am clear that this is just a short journey in life there will always be the moment of arrival!
? The train kept moving, and at night, the compartment began to be filled with people who clung to her slender arms and pressed them against the back of the chair, while crossing their legs under the seat so as to be able to sit still, and she tried to make herself as comfortable as she could
? The look was truly heartbreaking. She needed to lean, or a single shoulder to rest on, so that she could sleep soundly. How I wished to let her rely on me, but at the same time I felt uneasy about that hope! This uneasiness tormented me and made me feel more conflicted inside. I can't tell you why.
"Lend me your shoulder to lean on, can you?" She is almost like a pet to lug small mouth to say! The kind of indescribable embarrassment that I did not know how to answer her, she did not allow me to think, as if to say: "even if you borrow it!" Everything was arranged in such a way that I was not prepared. I was afraid! What would be left for me? Who can answer!
? Soon, she fell asleep. The car is filled with light, sound asleep, her cheeks red like a rouge; the pair of sentimental eyes, very comfortable slightly closed; two black eyebrows, clear, clear boundaries, like the eight rows of open; cute little mouth is now curved with the gills with a full smile; the look of the warmth and grace, it is very cute! Some sore shoulders, but look at her sleeping face, I can not bear to disturb, especially a paragraph worth remembering "rely on", I do not want to terminate soon.
With the train conductor's yell: "almost to xx, please in x car travelers get ready". I slowly stacked open body, I was going to leave the address of the place I will go, but then thought of those who are in the world of mortal dust may be this is what I am most afraid of! I hope life is only as good as the first time, leaving behind the faint memories. Looking at her messy sideburns, I was afraid to hear the words impossible goodbye goodbye, and afraid to cause me to shed tears that can not be named, I would rather leave this quiet to her. With a long whistle, the train stopped in its tracks and I quietly walked out of the door.
? With a long sound, the train started, towards the far side, gradually walked away, looking at the back of the train until it slowly became a point, fuzzy fixed in the memory of the end.
(In this materialistic society, people gradually fast pace seems to forget the fatigue, and have no time to care about the surrounding trivialities, but also can not find those tiny touches. Because there is more suspicion between people, and gradually less trust. So, gradually we have hidden a lot of innate love. In fact, our life was simple, but because of our ignorance and choose the complexity, choose to sigh! When we are running around for a living, please receive that a part of the inconspicuous care and love at the same time to your share of others, please bear in mind that a part can not be reproduced touched. In order to bring yourself closer to the original purpose of life, don't always expect gratitude from others when it is necessary. Sometimes a single shoulder can give people strength, and a smile on the face can win the smile of spring. Return to the simplicity of human nature. Abandon suspicion, throw away the world of our life journey is full of laughter and joy. In short, the strange is not the reason!
? Thank you for reading! I was born in the remote northwestern land, small like to travel around the world, there are many interesting personal journey, human warmth and cold, cool world so that I feel quite a lot, but the knowledge is shallow, the writing may not be on the right place in the text, forgive me!
Three
Although life is only a few short decades, but everything can not
smooth sailing, perfect beauty, even if the perfect thing will have a defect!
Life: some people live a good tired, not happy! In fact, people living in the world will have pain and happiness! There is also a bad life, all the troubles and unhappiness depends on our hearts: even if the bad life and difficulties, as long as we do not discourage the courage to face, smile and go through is the victory! Life: some people enjoy all the glory and wealth, but it may not mean that he lived happily ever after. Some people have a mediocre life can not mean that he is not happy not happy! Life is not perfect, and perfect is not life...
- [ ] ? In fact, many things in life are very easy to solve, but sometimes they are complicated! People in the journey of life, there will always be laughter and tears: laughter with us happy, tears with us strong! All the ditches and hurdles as long as we smile and courage to face there is no such thing as a hurdle, and the rainbow after the storm is the most beautiful! Life's journey of joy and sorrow will pass, fate in our hands to succeed in their own, wipe out the eyes
Four
Life is like a trip, you will enjoy the sunshine, and not lack of thunderstorms pouring. The guide of this trip is you, the passenger is still you.
? We can't decide on a starting point, but we can travel all over the world, visit the five lakes, and reach the peak of the dream. The first thing you need to do is to look at the sea, and you'll see the flowers blooming in the spring. The journey of life is abstract, the bus is time, the scenery is the experience, but also from the interpretation of life to death.
? Do not expect you can be perfect, career, friendship, love, you can geometry perfect? The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money, and then you have to pay for it, and then you have to pay for it, and then you have to pay for it. We can not decide the length of life, because perhaps tomorrow, you will die. Since you are both a guide and a passenger, all you can do is to guide the trip.
The past is the past, whether you have a good life or not. We live in the present, when it is like a newborn. Don't be sad, don't cry, don't be constrained, don't wait. Who is living? It is you. To be honest with yourself, no matter the journey is a high mountain and water, or flying sand.
? Since life is contradictory, the more contradictory, the more prosperous life. Why don't you go to the impulse once, lost once, struggling sensibility once? Because you will only be born, not live. Older people will be troubled by power and money, and younger people will be troubled by pressure and feelings, so why not? Why don't you take a turn for the worse?
If life is lost, who cares? After all, there is no accident that can stop the human nature is good. Do not for a few words of bravado, masculinity, frankly extravagant war, because you do not want to travel encounter mudslide.
? Do not for a few words of gossip, cold tide hot or not, go to lose yourself, because you are not traveling for others. The life's don't a lot of a lot of
The right way is, there are thousands of stars in the sky, as long as you understand one of them, it's enough! The Bodhi is not a tree, the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust? Only in the contradiction, you will grow, only in the loneliness, you will think. Life should not be extravagant, if you want to stand up to the sincerity of life, only the peak of the dream. When one day, facing the sea, lifting the eyes of the sky, this is how holy?
? The journey of life, everyone has their own road, when one day, you find that his road deflection of your own road, is to say goodbye time. If you are not on the same path, why are you so indecisive? Since your own road has not stepped out, why do you want others to walk with you on the road to cultivate oneself and family, rule the country and the world! Walk with thorns, no matter how painful. Because life is a contradiction, the more pain, in the limited life, will stand higher.
Looking back at the end of the pain, but also no regrets, because you once also fast life journey, is your own travel, no matter where you want to go, there is no eternal companion.
The journey of life, not indifferent to the will, leek serenity is not far.
"Human destiny is sometimes like a flower in the night, can not see the sun. Before dawn, it will wither in silence, and will never bloom. That is the love affair of moonlight and shadows." Whenever Yoshio and Uchikawa said goodbye to each other over the low wall in their youth, they knew that they would meet again at school tomorrow, but they did not have any attachment to each other. However, the older they got, the more they realized that it was not easy to get together. Since Shan Sheng left his hometown, we have only met each other once every few years. They knew that life was unpredictable and that once we parted, we were at the end of the world. When Neihe finally said goodbye to Shan Sheng, she did not leave a single word behind. Anne said in the book, the perfect journey of life is not to grow old, but to end without a disease, without saying goodbye.
? There are three courses of tea in life, the first is as bitter as life, the second is as sweet as love, and the third is as light as the breeze. The three main characters in the story have tasted the bitterness and lightness of life in their own paths, but the sweetness of love seems to have nothing to do with them. Horny, Liangshou and Sunsheng, and the art teacher Neihe are just tools they use to fight against nothingness. They exist outside each other's lives, as if they are people of two worlds, looking at each other through a door. Especially Hornya and Yoshitake, they are unable to enter Sun Sang's inner world, nor are they able to bring him back to their own world. This is the kind of helplessness that often occurs in marriages. Sun Sang and Nei Ha, their hearts are only open to each other. They have this ineffable bond, a connection that even Anne herself cannot explain. As Neha says to Sun Sang, "A man and a woman who live together can only be numb and blind to each other first, but we are so conscious and respectful of each other that it doesn't belong to the realm of any feelings." Maybe there are feelings that can't be explained, that's how it is.
? "In this world, there are places that can't be reached, people that can't be approached, things that can't be accomplished, feelings that can't be possessed, flaws that can't be repaired." Yoshio and Keizo lost their father at a young age, and Uchiha was born as if she was a doomed daughter brought by a big river. With such a fractured family, life did not give them the opportunity to indulge and wallow. Seonsaeng hates his mother and hometown, but studies hard to get away; Uchiakawa is a bad influence, but she does everything she can to fill the gap in her relationship, but her self-esteem is trampled on; and Kyung-cho is an outcast, not wanting to become a dependent city animal, but always trying to break away from the city and break the inertia of her life. The lives are so different that it is impossible to choose between right and wrong. "How do you define whether a person lives out of a noble attribute, or indulgence, or which is closer to the truth of happiness life has its own way, whether he ultimately arrives at the end of the humble or glorious
glory."
"The world may die and change every hundred years, and no one will remember those who walked and their paths. Including their words and actions, humble and pay, loss and struggle, will be like dust in time, as one day the plateau again into the sea, mountains sunk to the bottom of the sea, ice and snow melt, the river into the sea, everything disappeared Xu only a kind of existence between heaven and earth beyond the world beyond the power of heaven and earth, can be permanently let a person believe. Reading such calm and patient statements, the heart seems to have infinite humility. Maybe, right or wrong, will not depend on the world's judgment. The world of right and wrong, emotion
constant faith, can not withstand the time of wasted. And I don't know what "the power that exists between heaven and earth and beyond heaven and earth" is. That day, all those years ago. That sacred and firm belief. And one day, that buried in the depths of the world, trapped in my heart for a long time of doubt, will finally be solved, I will always
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