Like to see the fallen leaves fall to the scene on the dead grass, red blades, yellow grass stems, very distinctive beauty, looking at them, will recall the sunset round of the west, slowly falling that kind of some bleak splendor, will recall the stone steps on the wind and candles of the white-haired old man walking hand in hand, calm and peaceful, that a touch of warm, that some some of the touches.
After the first snow and wind of winter, they will disappear on the ground and return to rest in the arms of Mother Earth. Waiting, after a long wait, the first gentle call of the spring breeze will wake up all their children and grandchildren.
Like to see the grass green Jiangnan shore of the bright, depressed winter in their light laughter escaped, how tender a stem of new green Oh, in the cracks in the stone, on the soil, bravely straighten their waist, in the first warmth of the cold winds and rain, inch by inch growth, a little bit of the embankment, the Earth, the earth, the blue sky, light winds under the weaving out of the spring coat of the exhilaration of the people.
Lush grass, step on it, use your hand to gently touch it, as if the baby's skin as delicate, a trace in the palm of the hand slipped through, a number of small life rhythms from the hand to the heart, can not help people not in the heart sighed: such a weak plant but also such a tenacious life, hard to take the lead in responding to the spring winds, attracted the peach and willow, bees and butterflies, the spring is bright and beautiful.
Like to see the grass in the summer, grass in the hot sun caress, all the beauty of life together with the release of the boundless green wilderness, the various colors of the blossoming flowers set off brightly, the blue sky in the field of vision has become low, seems to bend over the waist to condescend to get close to the grass.
The grasses at this time of year are the biggest and softest new beds, tempting us to give our bodies to them with unparalleled comfort, free of anxiety and worries, and to dream a most relaxing dream surrounded by green grass.
With our eyes closed, the aroma of grass clamoring in the sunlight enveloped our sense of smell. How warm and good smell of a fragrance ah, no colorful flowers strong, no brand-name perfume elegant, is the kind of rice ripening fragrance, is the milk of cows and goats in that aroma, is the original fragrance of nature, is the smell of the earth, is the taste of the mother's embrace of their own taste.
Yes, grass, you were originally the main food of cows, horses and sheep, through which you transformed into white milk, tasty meat, warm fur, galloping power, holding up a nation and country.
The sky is pale, the field is vast, the wind blows the grass low to see cattle and sheep. The time is vast, as if to see a generation of hero Genghis Khan, whip whip horse leading thousands of iron horsemen, sweeping across the Eurasian continent, invincible. The first time I saw this is when I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl.
Leaving the grass on the original, a year a withered glory. The wildfire can't be eliminated, and the spring breeze will blow again. Flexible grass, what exactly are you? Is our countless humble and weak life, right? We are ordinary grass people, but also can depict the spring, grooming for the earth, weak lives united, but also can change the environment, create the world.
The familiar song in my heart, the gentle and melodious ringing: no flowers / no tree high / I am a small grass that no one knows / never lonely / never worry / you see my partner all over the end of the world ...... 1, reborn
While we can only be born once, but after that, there may be We can be born more than once, and that is called "rebirth". When we are not dead from a serious illness or disaster, we are reborn as if we have never been born again. It is called rebirth when we repent and realize that what we are now is not what we were yesterday, and decide to start all over again. Because the former makes us realize the value of life, the latter makes us understand the meaning of life, so both give us a greater touch and excitement; and honestly, only when we know the value and meaning of life, we can really get the pleasure of life.
2, their own than their own
Life is a chase, continue, life is endless relay race, only tube we run after a moment not as good as the first moment, we still have to do their best to run the whole course, the baton will be handed out. In this case, we do not have to be afraid of the moment after the loss, and shy away from the moment of seizure; we are not because of the failure after a long success, and sad; we do not have to be because they are no longer young, and sigh with emotion, because after all, we are young, victorious, after all, we have been in possession of a moment of history, ah! The first time I've seen this is when I've been in the middle of a long journey!
3, flowers can be folded cut for folding
In the journey of life, attract us. We are attached to most of the things are really, we often because of the show in front of the prosperity, and stop the struggle of the footsteps; covet the enjoyment of the moment, but the loss of greater achievements, which is like seeing the tree on the flowers to go to the fold, but did not expect to fold a moment of delicate flowers, but the loss of the future of the fruit of the fruitfulness. Young and strong efforts, not in time, but should be to grasp the time, create the future, so I have to say: "flowers can be folded do not fold, do not wait for no fruit empty folding skills."
4, soaring
Birds that can fly a long distance, are good at gliding, they mostly have broad wings and light body, can be in the wings, stretch the wings, slowly glide into the distance, so in the process of their migration, it seems to be constantly wings soaring, in fact, many of the time is the use of air buoyancy to move forward, on the one hand to eliminate tension, on the one hand, the other hand, to build up their strength in preparation for another time. The first is to use the air to move forward.
People who have a great career are good at dispersing their feelings, and most of them have an open mind and a cheerful disposition, and are able to relax after a busy and exciting time, enjoying peace and quiet, and observing the development of the outside world; calculating the progress of the future, and restoring vitality and impulse.
5, the stage does not fall
Life is like a play, the world is a stage that does not fall, we are shuttling between the actors; some people play supporting roles, some people play the main role, the stage can not always be us in the play; sometimes we can go backstage, drink some tea, or review their own performances, to the point that we should be out of the time, and then return to the stage; regardless of whether we are the protagonist, is the supporting role, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage, the stage. is the protagonist, is a supporting role, the play can not be less than us; whether we are in the foreground, in the background, is to perform the play.
6, the end of the play
Life is like a play, after the curtain, we come back to the stage, although the audience has left the stage, the lights are no longer brilliant, but when we think back to the performance of the moment, once full of the audience's applause and praise, in the end of the play in the sadness of the people, always mixed with a point of satisfaction of the joy. Life is like this, not many people will be in the thunderous applause of the peak of the age of sudden death, but can be in the silence of the old age, recall the glorious past, there is not a point of bitterness of beauty.
Growing up
Those who flew all over the sky of our childhood paper cranes, has long been scattered in the wind, with the flow of the years feathered into ashes.
I was in that simple as white magnolia petals like age, met the figure that has no chance to pull me all the joy and sadness, and from then on my life like a broken glass ballast, a grain of a grain in my heart, can not see the scars, no words to express the pain.
I thought everything had turned into smoke, and then more memories, after the time rumbled through will not leave too deep a mark. The past years in the heart of the pain over and over again, those past past, I do not want to and do not know how to put them simply categorized, as if the word "understanding", I have not known to express gratitude or deep sorrow.
I just keep growing up, like all children, until I'm not a child anymore, but I still can't break those meetings, those ties, and they come flooding back in a flash, like a tsunami that covers the sky and has nothing to do with it.
Time flies around me, the sound of clattering like running water singing a happy song.
The years are always accompanied by those who stumble on those memories, those who build us up as well as the people or things like a train from our life roaring to roll over, leaving a strip or dark clear or fuzzy marks.
I saw how wonderful it was when the two lines intersected, like a lark perched on a branch, like an orchid suddenly blooming in a deep valley. But I forgot their endless long waiting and separation before and after that ......
In so many dusks so many mornings, looking at the unclear sky above their heads, have been silent all the time. In a trance, in a daze, another dusk and morning passed ......
That sky is always that wide and silent, many, many years, still the same, it will continue, right, after many, many years, many, many years, still the same, and those who once said that they accompanied us to watch every sunrise and sunset And where are they now?
Finally, one day I realized that I can almost not remember those days in the past that I once thought would be engraved in my mind, which is like you look through a book, see there, bring you or joy or sadness or numbness of the feelings. After reading, naturally turn over, and then see a new story, and a new plot, sometimes think of life is just so, so, I do not know whether to laugh or to sad.
I kept speaking ah speak ah, suddenly there is a very sad feeling, see too much growth to bring me helpless and on the same. People in the choice of some things will inevitably follow the loss of some things, no matter how perfect the choice will not be perfect, I grew up in the process of countless times to stand in the fork in the road, countless times to choose, but also countless times to lose, and sometimes I feel that there is actually no choice is the most happy.
Growing up is like a happy disaster! Happiness, disaster ~ I always like these two words, especially when it two together, always surprisingly charming. Very simple words, but grow all those about growing up about love all all entanglements ......
Looking back touched
While flipping through the book, a ginkgo leaf quietly slipped down.
I bent down, picked it up, and was shocked to realize that it was given to me by my classmate at the end of junior high school, and on the back it said, "Cherish me, my friend!" I don't remember if I felt the urge to cry at that time, but now, the yellow leaves are already dripping with tears. I think, there is another kind of emotion in this world called moving.
For a long time, I seem to have forgotten what it's like to be touched, is my heart has been indifferent, or my heart is filled with some insignificant things that have no space?
A friend once wrote me this sentence: "The reason why we will pass by, not because of no chance, but our life is less than two words - moving." Indeed, our hearts are therefore no longer sensitive, we are no longer with the heart to collect up around the slightest touch, only when we miss it, and then look back, only to find that we really lost a lot.
There are always people complaining that there are fewer and fewer things in the world to be touched by. However, as long as we quietly think about it, you will find that, in fact, touched all the time, everywhere.
Reading tired, parents for us to peel an apple, is touched; thirsty, a friend to help you play back a cup of water, is touched; frustrated, to get a word of relief, is touched; happy, there are friends to share the joy with you, is touched; ordinary days, received a small blessing, even if only a petal, a leaf, is also touched... ...
People, how many ordinary things are touched every day! Perhaps it is their ordinariness that sometimes blinds us to them. There is such a saying: "The reason why people will be moved, because he lives in love." There is love in the dust, there is love on earth, and what reason do we have to let the mediocrity blind our eyes and can not feel the taste of moving it?
What is moving? A thousand people have a thousand answers. But, no matter who, can not say to a person without feelings what is really moving. Because moving is not with the mouth to say out, but with the heart to taste out.
Touched, like a refreshing spring. Drinking from it, our hearts become clear and bright.
Touched, like the intoxicating sea breeze. Feeling the sea breeze, our hearts become pure and spacious.
Touched, like the snow that makes people's hearts flutter. When we enjoy the snow, our hearts become quiet and peaceful.
When the world is no longer touched by the footprints of the time, then it has also become a frozen world. It is cold and unfeeling.
Friends, please pull your heart out of the mud! Please make a little space to carry this enough to let us recall a lifetime of moving it!
Touched, point a petal heart incense
Tall buildings more and more, space is getting smaller and smaller. The coldness is more and more, the warmth is less and less. However, touched, is with its light but enough to move the way, interpretation of the connotation of humanity.
With tears, I feel I am still full.
Opening the window in the morning and watching the sunlight penetrate through every leaf, dialoguing with life in a silent and simple way, I am moved.
Walking in the evening, watching the sun set, savoring the mood of Li Shangyin's "the setting sun is infinitely good, but it's only near dusk", I was moved.
Touched, ignited the spiritual home of a petal heart incense, haunting the human life.
The times in the development, in the high degree of economic development at the same time, our spiritual home has been barren? Are we missing a corner of the heart?
Walking in a hurry, how many people stop to listen to the sound of the heart? Most people have been too roughly sharpened by life and are gradually becoming indifferent.
The streets of Manhattan, New York, are crowded with traffic. A little girl stood under a tree and refused to leave. People are surprised to find that she is waiting for the last leaf to fall in the fall. A child is innocent and will be touched by an ordinary natural turnover.
A person who lacks touching is not a real person.
A society that lacks touching cannot talk about real development. It lacks the nutrients of humanity and can only end up being barren.
How long have we not been touched by those beautiful words? Li Bai's dashing, Du Fu's somber, Tolstoy's vastness, Hugo's majesty.
How long have we not been moved by those noble backs? In the winter for the people to create a warmer round of sun Qu Yuan; spread "life since the bitter who have no death, to take the heart of the sweat of the green" of the vastness of Wen Tianxiang; lonely watch over the Han Dynasty three thousand miles of rivers and mountains of Su Wu ......
Touched by the not just a The first thing I want to say is that I'm not a man of the world, but I'm a man of the world, and I'm a man of the world. Touched is a kind of humanistic spirit, is between people and people on the heart of the **** Ming.
Today, in the high degree of material development, our spiritual road to where? Learn to move it.
When a heart and another heart is no longer far away from each other, our society has a few more strands of warmth. When everyone can experience the vibration of other people's heartstrings, our society will become harmonious.
"In order to see the sun, I came to the world." Wouldn't Balmont's words move us?
Light a petal of heart incense, our material home and spiritual home will be full of long-lasting flowers to the distance.
Review
An author who always follows his own or other people's old path will write an essay that is familiar and uninspiring. Therefore, the most important thing is to be original.
In fact, the originality of the composition is not mysterious, summarized in nine words: write your heart to say, this full score essay is so, from the heart, to express their true feelings, a short "inscription" is clear evidence that the full text of the words exudes a fragrance of the heart is clear evidence.
The whole language is fluent, narrative, description, argument and lyricism, so that the article is not only the connotation of beauty, but also the form of beauty, especially the whole text of the concluding sentence of the title, deepen the main idea, is more beautiful.
Sense of feeling, moving
The years have no trace, when we look back, looking through their minds, there is always a memory in your life left deep traces.
Whenever we think of it, the heart always surges with a long-lost impulse, which is moving.
No one will ever intentionally look for moving, because it is a kind of simple truth, a kind of spiritual tremor. When we see their peers in order to fight for the collective, always can not help but cheer for them, failed to cry, success will also cry, from the tip of the nose is sour, but from the heart is sweet. Many people always like to listen to some old songs, perhaps not so good, just, those familiar melodies and simple notes can always remind people of the past personnel, recalling the mood when listening to the song. Similarly, no matter whether it is sadness or happiness that comes to mind, there is always a touching feeling that lingers in your heart.
In fact, in the long river of life, there is no time without the existence of moving.
Parents hanging eyes, day by day haggard back is a lifetime of moving,
Friends of the letterhead, a blessing of the text message is to drift down in the far side of your solace,
Life is so, we do not care about a hello, a greeting, a smile, a bit of karma.... ...These things are hidden in the heart is a real, long, is profound, and even a lifetime of engraved. These warm memories, when we are alone and lonely will unconsciously out, feel warm,
So, every time you hold a chance to turn out the old photos, do not be surprised why they are in tears, perhaps the blurred figure is the one that you have been attached to.
So, a piece of red leaves floated in the dream, do not be surprised at its unprovoked, perhaps it is a piece of your dust treasure.
So, the window occasionally read an exquisite piece of fiction, do not be surprised at why their fingertips trembling, perhaps that a philosophical interpretation of the vicissitudes of your walk.
And moving also need to know how to experience and reminisce, in the other people to give you love at the same time, do you also want to pay?
Having heard such a story: there is an old man, her husband died, their own children have gone, leaving her alone, she felt that life for her has no meaning, so they walked to the beach, want to end their miserable fate. Just as she was walking along the beach, a girl walked up to her and gave her a deep smile. At that moment the old man felt a beam of sunshine pouring into her heart, it turned out that life hadn't given up on her, and she decided to live her life to the fullest.
Just a smile, a cluster of touching, can let an old man to re-accept life, then let us may wish to hold an umbrella for others in the rain, to the unfamiliar passer-by a cup of warm tea, to give a bouquet of flowers to the dear ones, and even a bouquet of nameless grass or not, as long as it is not perfunctory, not a show of falsehoods, but just to express your sentiments, there is a sincere look at your eyes, holding a touch of the pure and fresh turquoise color, will be moved to tears.
Life is beautiful, touching others will also let themselves be touched.
Philosophers say, as long as the heart of the unique, even if the flowers everywhere smile, can also feel a love, an interest, a flavor, and even philosophy.
Touched by the spring wind blowing under the long frozen slowly melting river;
Touched by the white snow in a proudly standing, dark fragrance floating red plums;
Touched by the dense jungle in the gurgling flow of a spring;
Touched by the boundless darkness of the night that the round of hooks of the moon;
Touched by what? A thousand people have a thousand answers. But, no matter who, can not say to an emotionless person touched what exactly is. Because touching is not said with the mouth, but with the heart to taste out.
Gratefulness
There is a sentiment called gratitude.
It is easy to ignore, but it is full of the most sincere feelings on earth. Some may say that "we are at an age when gratitude is not so easy to feel, and when it is not so popular. "Gratitude" seems to be irrelevant to us. But when you use a grateful heart to enjoy life, taste life, will experience all kinds of happiness you have never experienced!
For example, after a good night's sleep, one can be grateful for a good night's sleep and feel comfortable. Push the door to go out, the weather is really good, people can be grateful; grateful for the blue sky and white clouds, the wind on the face, so that they feel comfortable physically and mentally. Go to buy breakfast, sell breakfast girl smile, people can be grateful; grateful to the girl's smile to give yourself a good start, a good start will bring good luck. These simple pleasures only require you to have a grateful heart.
But what happens if you don't have a grateful heart? People will find many excuses to minimize, diminish, or even turn into bad things the good things others do for them and the good things that happen to them. "He owes me", "It's the right thing to do", "It's nothing to be happy about", "He should have done it a long time ago ", are all common excuses. In reality, everyone chooses their own path. Relationships between family members, close friends, and classmates can be one of mutual help, but not one of who owes who. Help is given out of friendship, not out of repayment of a debt. If people could understand this, their lives would be warmer.
People themselves are magnetic centers, and different magnetic centers attract different things. If you are a magnetic center of good things, good things are likely to happen to you; if you are a magnetic center of bad things, bad things are likely to happen to you. Human gratitude is an important part of the magnetic center of good things. With it, good things will keep falling on you. When someone else helps you or does something good for you, and you are grateful and express it, the person who does something for you will also experience joy from it. The constant search for pleasure is the law of human behavior. This law makes people very interested in things that bring them joy. Next time, the person who helped you will be more willing to help you. When a good thing falls into your lap, you should be grateful. Gratitude enhances and prolongs one's sense of pleasure in a good thing, which in turn makes one's attitude better and one's work more efficient. In this way, one good thing may well become the starting point for several good things. In this way, good things will keep falling on grateful people in a fancy way. Likewise, the ungrateful person pushes away from himself not just one good thing, but bunches of good things. So why don't we be grateful people?
Gratefulness connects a person with a source of joy and happiness in his life, and his mind will become very healthy due to the constant nourishment of good feelings.
Let's be grateful for the wonderful music, that a simple melody, like the blue sky, filling the air in a quiet pastoral. The cello sings slowly and quietly, like the soul exposed in nature, from the depths of the sigh, the heart will also get the solace of music.
Let's thank nature for all the beautiful things given to us, the changing seasons, the river rushes, silkworms chirping; such as flotsam and jetsam; full of ponds, red lotus; curls of smoke and mist, these vivid images for our life is also in the composition of a hymn! Let the mind be baptized.
Let us be grateful for the sincere friendship, it is embellished youth, the music of holy life, is incomparably better than the hymn of youth. I ask you all to place your hands quietly on your chests, and you will surely feel the words burning in your chests like a flame.
Let us be grateful for the setbacks. It is impossible not to encounter difficulties in one's life, even big disasters, please do not care about the difficulties, perhaps it is a lucky start, is a test of life, is a kind of experience in your life, it will make us more and more mature, more clearly recognize themselves.
Begin with the small things, so that your eyes can see the things worthy of gratitude, but also so that your heart can experience the gratitude. What one puts one's attention on becomes abundant and real. As long as you can keep doing this, after six months or a year, you will surely realize that there are many good things in your life, and many things for which you can be grateful. When you make this discovery, your life will become one filled with warmth, joy and satisfaction. Take your pick