3. Don't wander under the trees, don't meditate in the rain, don't shed tears in the darkness. Look forward, do not look back, as long as you have the courage to face look up, you will find that the score of the haze is but a short rainy season. Look forward, there is a bright sky, will not make people feel at a loss.
4, soft sunlight hanging diagonally in the pines and cypresses do not wither on the branches and leaves, seem so quiet and solemn, green lawn and white concrete road appearance, the footsteps are so light up and down, everyone's heart is so excited and thoughts surging.
5, the ocean of life is not like the rippling waves of the Xizi Lake, with the flow of time, it is sometimes calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, sometimes the giant waves rushing to the sky ...... people in the wind and waves after the test, often become stronger.
6, when you are in the face of warm winds, birds and flowers, green hills, green water, good fields of the spring scenery, will certainly be intoxicated; when you face such as gold like silver, fruitful golden autumn season, will certainly be overjoyed. Have you ever thought, that the spring is full of color is baptized by the cold after the Yingzi, that the beauty of the golden autumn is to accept the crystallization of the heat after the melting.
7, if you want to harvest fruit in the golden autumn, then in the chilly early spring, should roll up the trouser leg, to unremittingly topography, seeding, plowing, until the day of harvest.
8, life is winding in the mountains of the trail, bumpy, ditch cliffs in the side. Fell down, to cry on the cry, afraid of what, not heart pretense! This is blunt, not weak, because cry a do not affect the rush, but can add a careful. Mountain flowers, the scenery is pleasant, if intoxicated, want to laugh on the smile, not the heart of the pretense of reserve! This is blunt, not proud, because laugh once does not affect the rush, but can add a confidence.
9, love is a piece of winter sunshine, the use of hunger and cold people feel the warmth of the world; love is a spring in the desert, the use of power on the verge of extinction to see the hope of life; love is sprinkled on the ground in a drought of a rainstorm, so that the lonely and helpless people instantly get the comfort of the soul.
10, the day is always like from the fingertips through the fine yarn, inadvertently slipped quietly. Those days of sorrow and misuse of injury, in the water under the cleansing with the wave gently passed away, leaving behind the joy and smile in the memory of the depths of the everlasting new.
Mermaid of Yu
The young man listens to the rain song upstairs, red candles dim tent. When I was a young man, I listened to the rain in the guest boat, and the river was wide and the clouds were low, and the geese were calling for the west wind. But now I'm listening to the fish under the monk's hut, and my temples are already starry. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good deal on this," he said.
Raccoon brook sand
A cup of wine in a new song, last year's weather, the old pavilion, the setting sun in the west when to return.
Linjiang Xian
Night drinking Dongpo woke up again drunk, returned as if three more, the boy's nose has been thunder, knocking on the door should not be, leaning on the staff to listen to the sound of the river, the wind at the end of the night, frighteningly flat, the boat from now on, the river and the sea to send the rest of his life.
Tingfengbo
March 7, Sand Lake Road in the rain, rain gear first to go, peers are in a mess, Yu only do not realize that has been and then clear, so this
Mo listen to the sound of the leaves through the forest, there is no harm in chanting and walking slowly, the bamboo stick and sandals are lighter than the horse, who is afraid. A straw raincoat rain and smoke, the spring wind blowing wine wake up, the hilltop slanting light but welcome. The first thing you need to do is to look back at the place where you came from, and go back to the place where there is no rain or wind or sunshine
Mother's love is a song of life: reproach is the bass, care is the treble, and the main theme of mother's love is to hold on to the thoughts.
Feelings are a part of life: affection is the preface, friendship is the catalog, love, hate, love and want are the themes of the story of feelings.
Friendship is a song of life: sincerity is the word, trust is the song, understanding, respect is the main theme of friendship.
Youth is a song of life: success is the word, hard work is the song, never slack off is the main theme of youth.
Knowledge is a boat in the ocean: literature, history, science and technology is the pulp, emotional wisdom is the sail, teachers and students are children of knowledge.
The network is a great meal of the computer: the website is the main dish, the mail is the dessert, the virus hacker is the seasoning of the network.
The image of wave is the path of life: the crest is success, the trough is frustration, and the prime is the flash of the wave's image.
The sea is a dictionary of water: waves are the prefixes, waves are the sequence of sounds, fish, shrimp and seagulls are the words of the sea.
A feather, a feather, perhaps too common, but combined, a peacock's brilliantly colored screen.
A grain of sand, a grain of sand, perhaps too small, but piled up, is the backbone of the mountain.
If the night sky is the sea, the stars are the waves, the crescent moon is a boat, carrying you and me to space.
If the earth's crust is a history book, the rock layer is a painting, that a bunch of fossils is a line of interpretation of the note, taking us back to the ancient times.
Don't just love the warmth of the sun, you should love the wind and rain, which purifies your soul; don't just accept the light, you should enjoy the darkness of the night, which allows you to see the stars; don't just welcome the joy, you should endure the sadness, which sublimates your soul.
Don't just crave a smooth journey, you should try the bumps and bruises, it hones your will; don't just welcome praise, you should accept criticism, it shows you the flaws; don't just pray for acquisition, you should make dedication, it proves your worth.
It is water, you should return to the sea; it is white cloud, you should embrace the blue sky; there is knowledge, you should return to the people.
It's a seed, you have to break out of the soil; it's a flower, you have to emit fragrance; it's a talent, you have to serve the motherland.
Life can engulf the greedy person's boat of desire, but also can drum up the struggling person's sail of struggle.
The setbacks can cut off the path of the timid, but also can build up the ladder of the brave.
No sunset like magnificence, no flowing clouds like floating, but there can be crystal-like purity and transparency.
Not as lofty as a mountain, not as gentle as a lake, but there can be rock-like perseverance and stability.
Not as vast as the sea, not as waterfall-like cascade, but can have the earthy simplicity and easy-going.
Rain is like a chattering old man, spilling some flurry of language into every corner of the mountain village.
Rain is like a sentimental pianist, striking a string of ding-dong notes that seep into every green leaf of the woods.
Flute: intermittent notes, gently dripping down on the leaves and grass, like some transparent innocent spirit.
The bell: the ding ding ding ding bell, cheerfully sprinkled in the classroom, the playground, like some lively and light elves.
Mother's love is a book that I can't finish reading; mother's love is a piece of sky that I can never fly out of.
When the yellow autumn leaves sway with the wind, the deep autumn drifted and stood outside the school, under the moonlight, the father's shadow pulled a long time, the huge trench coat will be wrapped in the skinny bones of the father, my heart a burst of sour.
The true love in the world is like a big net, always warming people's hearts, just like mom's love, never-ending.
Years, is a poem, a poem rich in philosophy, years is a camel, carrying the dreams of countless people.
The fate of the boat is to drift; the fate of the sail is to chase the wind and waves; the fate of life is to grasp, grasp the letter of life, so that the youth without shame.
The past is like a song, in the journey of life, although there have been bumps in the road, there have been regrets, but did not lose the beauty of youth. Believe in yourself, hope is always there, let us remember the words: missed the sun, I do not cry, otherwise, I will miss the moon and the stars.
If you fail in life, please do not write tears of sorrow on your face. Failure is also a kind of harvest, the most important thing in life is to have a full of courage and an entrepreneurial boldness.
Once thought, a helpless cry, then letter is all the vicissitudes of the world; a small setback, then letter is all the failure of life. It is fourteen years old to tell me ......
Moonlight is clear and ghostly. Raindrops on the thatched cottage, the dim light, the mother closely sewed the traveler's jacket, suddenly, a cold wind squeezed into the thatched cottage window gap, the mother seems to catch a cold, with a strong tiredness coughed a few times. I woke up in a dream, staring blankly at my aged mother under the lamp ......
Night, the spring breeze blew softly. I rested my chin on the fallen steps, and another unforgettable event came to my mind.
Kindness is a sturdy umbrella to protect you from the wind and rain; Kindness is a thick cotton coat to protect you from the cold; Kindness is a soft bed, you're tired, let you forget about the exhaustion; Kindness is a dry towel, you cried, for you to brush away the tears in your heart; Kindness is a cup of sweet iced tea, you smiled, so that you are sweet from the mouth to the heart...
Father is a very thick book, as a child I admired my father, but do not understand the meaning; with the passage of years and some things happen. I gradually came to understand my father, he is like water, encountered obstacles is more powerful, is a kind of frustration is more strong people.
When I was a child, because my family lived only on farming, the family, except for my father, who could make furniture, was all based on farming, and we siblings went to school, the family was in dire straits. Every time we went to school to pay the tuition fee, our parents were very tight, but they did not end our education because of poverty. This may be the effect of the slogan "No matter how hard you suffer, you can't afford to be poor".
Smile, can dissolve the conflict between people, can stimulate people to move forward, can embrace the sun tomorrow, smile at life, can overcome all the confrontation with their own. Smiling people, look so lovely, so kind, so funny, so strong, it conveys people's feelings, because, smile is the most beautiful symbol in the world!
Spring - is the smiling face of flowers, is flooded with light green willow branches in the stretch, is the grass opened the eyes of the hazy sleep, look at the world; spring - is the sky swaying in all shapes and colors of the kite, is the hand holding the kite line in the hills and mountains Spring - is the goddess of nature, woke up in the dresser to freshen up, she condensed the flow of water "comb show" open; the beautiful flowers and reds painted on the ground; the sky washed clear blue; the clouds aside, so that the colorful sunshine and shine on everything. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of the situation.
The green of the bamboo leaves is life; the color of the mountains is life. Listening to the forest, the young bird's call indicates the arrival of life; the buzzing of the insects among the flowers tells of the power of life;
This is the first time that I've seen the world's most famous bird in the forest.