Life is a one-way street, no matter how you shift the corner, you will not go back, once you understand and accept this. Once you understand and accept this, life is much simpler. Next I bring you love our life prose poem, I hope it will help you.
The surge of a river is your love for our life; the splendor of a lifetime of debauchery is your yearning for our life. Jiao Yulu in the barren our life to experience the fun, Ostrovsky in the hard search for freedom, their love of our life, casting layers of halo. Our our life, waiting for our passionate heart to love.
Our our life is rich, experience, seek, love it, touch the warmth of the waves in our hearts.
Tranquility in the midst of the hustle and bustle
Xu Wei's song sighs the call of a person who wanders through the world in pursuit of tranquility for the holy place in his heart. Our lives are destined to be accompanied by noise: whether you are in the middle of your sleep, you are surprised by the square dance to be unable to sleep soundly, whether you are in the quiet study, by the vegetable market quarrels and annoyed. In this world paved with noise, you may have a piece of your own yearning for the freedom of the resort in your heart: a shocking sound, clear streams of Tsui Mau, the sun winks and light is soft, the evening sun is quiet and quiet, the starry night is sleepless ...... our life of greed for money and evil thoughts, misbehavior, filth all over the accumulation, everyone is sad and angry about it, accusing the dirt in the big thousand. In the midst of such clamor, the tranquility of your heart contrasts sharply with this, making you realize that you are a person who will sense our life, listen to and savor our life with a free and tranquil heart. The realm of freedom and the realm of serenity in your heart are silent proof of the love of our life.
The cry of the struggle
Wang Feng's song tells the cry of a person who hesitates to step into the deep city to pursue the dream journey. Our life is not the same: the name of the mountain, the sigh of disappointment ...... when you come to this world, is destined to embark on this arduous road. Maybe you will be thorns trip block and stagnation, maybe you will fall from a certain height into the abyss, maybe you will be disgusted with the world tide of heroes are useless, just because of them, only to converge into a colorful winks of our lives. The struggles and beliefs in our lives also rise out of setbacks and hardships. People's 'life can only limit the journey forward, and to shine in the forward refining eyes, but also rely on our life in this ideal struggle to embellish the starlight. Whether it is a success or failure, is happy or sad, brilliant or not, lost or not, as long as you have struggled for your dream, it proves that you are full of love for our life.
Joy in the air
Li Jian's song floats singing on the peak of the tripod for the triumph of the proud people to bring a wisp of fragrance in the breeze. Success and proud of the joy is you our life in the highlights, in the hard after the hardship of a touch of joy, such as a song of praise, soaked into the heart, so that you experience the warmth of the dawn. How many people in the success or failure in the struggle, how many people in the in and out of despair, when you have achieved success, after the right choice, we will be occasional sigh: it turned out that our life is still no good, the world is still warm, people are still lovely. Some people, in how many times after the pursuit of fruitless will give up the forward movement, some people, in the occasional achievement after the side of the joyful conceited, this is because they failed to really experience our life with heart. On the ethereal road to sing, in the depressed air to roam, give you not boring, but shuttle in your own world of a trace of Yang. In the hopelessness of their own cheer, in the triumph of consolation joy, colorful and brilliant our life, more people need to love.
Our road, there is a struggle, there is the pursuit, there is a smooth enjoyment, the joy of our life will be into the clear sky thunderbolt like a jet, the marrow of our life will be like a lute playing as delicate and send. Bloom out sad, happy, crying, sweet ......
For our life, there are fantasies, aspirations, perplexity, and aversion. The long road of life, how can we be empty? Instead of worrying about loneliness, fine compilation of our life spectrum.
Our life, but also love!