The life of the burgeoning, because of the hope of the vision. Ordinary us with light colors to life painted on the light makeup, do not need how lofty ideals, just want to let the people around you can be happy through the years, but life sometimes let people feel a little overburdened, taste the hardships of the world, taste the pain of those who are torn to pieces, stepped all the way through the thorns of the people, seems to have no fear of this journey when to terminate, and sometimes even forget who they are, and even forget who gave you life, forgetting Who gave you life, forget the happiness or sadness, but life is only once in a person, even if it really can be for the sake of the original intention and at all costs, but how to give up that too much responsibility and obligation, so we bear all the cruelty that life brings, it seems to be afraid of leaving so early?
Fortunately, we can still call back to the pure heart of the child, save the beautiful Shaohua and white soul, to wait, to watch over the new baptism. When another cloud opens up the sunrise, the life that has lain dormant for a night begins to nurture the seeds of hope again, and the moment the cool wind blows, the miracle seems to be lurking in the not-so-distant place. And so, with smiles of hope, we retrieve those pure beginnings and use wisdom and patience to weave the basket of hope once again. Finally rushed to the dawn of the break of dawn, looking at the gradually receding night, the rising sun, the red sunshine scattered gold, the earth is also in the melt the night's sleepiness, began to appreciate the soft dawn, quietly enjoy the blossoming of life.
Days as always, the world is still interpreting a scene of sadness and joy, people will always be sad every time when it comes to the gathering of parting, remembering those who cared for, every mention is a hidden pain, those mottled memories such as shadows lingering, the moment, the heart is very painful such as a pinprick, but the flowers will inevitably have flowers fall, when the light of the flow of the clouds for every time the wind is fascinated by it, it could have thought of the next! The next stop is where? So, every time I think of the morning green leaves are still looking forward to the golden dew full of sunrise, the wings of the doves still yearning for the blue sky, we will no longer believe that those powerless repentance, just in the calm days continue to mend the once broken heart, with time to nourish the trembling but still tenacious life.
Time the ancient wise man in the Milky Way scooped a scoop of water, washed the moon like silver, the stars in the sky began to think, walking on the bridge of the heart of the people do not need to discern the true and false good and evil in life, but also diluted the precious love and contempt, just to enjoy the gentle starry sky, as well as those in the holy moonlight glowing in the mountains and fields.
Night teaches life to learn to think. In the ordinary journey, we are not qualified enough to evaluate those many literati and martyrs is how magnificent or hateful nine springs, but witnessed around those who left the world, we can all be relieved, in the process of sending off even if there are no tears, but can not do without memories, immersed in memories of the people are always tearful tearful. But the tears do not represent vulnerability, that is just the remembrance of the past and reminiscence.
I heard a lot of people in the last days of life to explore what most want to do, there are lyrical, heroic, poignant, euphemistic. But what's the point? The only thing we can grasp is to live well and show those who love us and those we love a healthy, vibrant, happy version of ourselves.
Everyone in this life is destined to experience the world's sweet and sour, emotional sadness and happiness, until they leave. Always believe that each life is not reproducible, whether noble or humble, have the courage to stick down the people, are really warriors, should choose to live happily, so that the people around you to feel your happiness, so that people who still love you to get a smile of relief. Infect your family and friends with happiness, this is the value of existence.
Let the hope of life is no longer lost. You see, look at the beautiful mountains, warm sunshine, warm smile, twilight thoughts, are the painter's landscape; you listen, listen to the wind, listen to the children's laughter, listen to the night, listen to the whisper of the earth, are the musician's lyrics.
Come on, close your eyes and hum along with me: "Let the hope of life no longer be lost, like seeing you in the blue sky with the stars twinkling, even if not the most dazzling is also the brightest one in my heart ......"