How many things, if at first look back, will do better; How many choices, if you can look back a thought, can be exempted from how many mistakes and regrets. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do a lot more than that.
No Ai, no complaints, the heart frank; life, there are bittersweet; life, there are ups and downs. Learn to wave the sleeve calmly, warm smile without sadness; happy, not have more, but fewer calculations; optimism, not no trouble, but know how to be contented ......
The law of this era is not absolutely fair competition, accept this, and then arm themselves to throw themselves into the bombardment of unfair competition. Going along with the laws is also DarwinismWhen you are embraced by failure, success may be waiting to kiss you on the side. Let him do it if he can; teach him to do it if he can't; manage him if he can't. What money can buy is worthless in the end. People who can't see eye to eye on anything must be fatigued by more than just their eyesPolite is like an air cushion: there may be nothing in it, but it can wonderfully minimize the bumps.
The whole thing we can do is to cherish what we have around us. Don't always detach yourself by being busy with work. The future may or may not be better, but family, loved ones, and loved ones are all there is at this moment. Embrace those around you, starting now. Be thankful for life, please thank the person who trips you up, who strengthens your legs! Please thank the person who cheated you, he enhanced your wisdom!
Sometimes it's not that you don't understand, you just don't want to understand; sometimes it's not that you don't know, you just don't want to say it; sometimes it's not that you don't understand, but you can't do anything if you do understand, and so you keep silent. If the heart is calculating, there are complaints everywhere; if the heart is relaxed, all the time is peaceful. The world is not as good as nine out of ten things, you can be obedient to you, can let you get what you want after all very few things. If you are concerned, there is nothing that will satisfy you.
Being simple is good; life, quiet is good. Life to the end, are to return to the plain and simple, will be the day into a cup of water flavor, a bowl of porridge simple. In order to taste the true flavor of life, happiness will come unexpectedly.
The first button on the wrong button, but you buckle to the last one to find; some things are wrong at the beginning, but only to the end to have to recognize. Who is a passer-by in whose life, who is the wheel of life, that the dust of the past life, the wind of this world, the spirit of endless grief ......
People should face the life with a smile, face the work with passion, face the family with true feelings, face the challenges with enthusiasm. Life is full of hardship and suffering, life is full of harvest and happiness at the same time; life is full of misfortune and frustration; life is full of miracles and opportunities at the same time. When you can choose, please face life with the sweetest smile; if you can't choose, please try to face life with the sweetest smile.
Life is like a dream, and the years are merciless. Our life is always crowded, always busy, the past has become history, and the future is still unknown, we do not have to lament for yesterday, and do not have to worry about tomorrow, we have to live in today, live in the past and the future of the compartment, in order to do a good job of today's things, tomorrow will have hope.
Instead of looking forward to the perfection of others, it is better to take action now to cultivate the imperfect self. People, when poor simple, rich complex; do not want to draw for the prison, to be entrusted in a world of memories, so that the pain lingering story, written full of bitterness, can not go back to the past. Perhaps; the next section of the scenery stops at the station, and then meet, but also beautiful.
Unloading the hostility to the world to confront, to have no longer need to others to look at the calm and no need to voice the thick. The finish line is just a mark, in fact, does not have any meaning, the key is this way you are how to run. Life is the same way. I no longer have time to care about the past, I want to move forward on my own terms.
It takes courage to go to work, it takes courage to go to school, it takes courage to start a business, it takes courage to persevere, it takes courage to fall in love, it takes courage to get married, it takes courage to reflect, it takes courage to succeed, and it takes courage to fail. May you have the courage you need every day.
Every time I miss that person I realize what I did wrong. I used to wonder why it was such a toss up, why it was so unreliable. Yet that's how growing up is, you keep saying goodbye to familiar things and familiar people. All the people who drift in life are just doing it so that one day they can stop drifting and be able to protect their families.
A child growing up in the countryside, coming from the mountains. The adults counted on me to go out of the mountains. The elders told me, go out, never go back to the countryside for the rest of your life, I can only agree with hmmmm, in fact, I was thinking, the countryside is my root, I will not lose my sustenance, I will go out, I will also come back. Grow up, go to college, get an internship, find a job ...... The city of lights, hiding in the corner can not escape the hustle and bustle of the downtown area. I'm not going to worry about it even if it's noisy, even if I'm not going to worry about it even if I'm not going to worry about it even if I'm not going to worry about it even if I'm not going to worry about it. Sitting in the park by the grass, look at the quiet lake, and then look at the distant skyscrapers, as if the flickering moonlight: the city, the same as the village. The point is, life, how you want to live it, it will return you a same life. I'm not a saint, there's no way I can keep it that way. I will worry about the city's housing prices, I will worry about my friends' misunderstanding, I will also worry about the city's hustle and bustle, and what bothers me more is that I am not with my parents. In the city for a long time, also want to go home to see, also want to go home to see, see home sweet well water, see home cloudless clean blue sky, see sideburns gray grandparents. I've grown up. I've been thinking about going home on New Year's Day. The labor of work makes you don't want to go anywhere else on a short holiday. Occasionally make a few phone porridge, as that long time to comfort. The countryside, a very earthy place. The rich kid is certainly not well understood, at the moment, I do not want to introduce more. Nostalgia, has been accompanied by me through every day, thick, the inner sour, can only sit on the sofa to sit, eat slowly. Accompanied by the rooster's majestic and thick song, wake up from sleep, open your eyes to look at the window, you can see the shouts of the early sun. Get dressed. Open the door, that polished, refreshed, walk towards the door, full of cages of livestock chattering, as if to say, let me go out for a walk. After breakfast, it is time to work, copy up the hoe, plant a few pumpkin seedlings, that guy, can have fruit. After planting, hand over some water, that water is the water of the mountain stream, with bamboo trip over, still retain the coolness of the mountains, sometimes passers-by also come over to ask for a cup of water to drink. Life in the countryside is roughly like this, although not as compact as in the city, but also full of self-sufficiency, self-reliance. The more you live in the city, the more you miss the sky, the streams, the air in the countryside.
She, perhaps, was a winged angel in her previous life, and her heart was loaded with pure love. In this life, she is through the Tang wind and dust smoke, cloaked in Song Yu's elegance, all the way to the shallow singing and murmuring. She lives on an island in Jiangnan, and she likes to call the island she lives on "Peach Blossom Island". She likes the island's green environment, like the island's fresh air, like the island's simple customs, like the island around the clear water, even though the outside world is very exciting, she still feels the scenery this side of the unique. Though she is a commoner in the red dust, her mind and soul always wander in the depths of the red dust and beyond the clouds and sky. She can be quieter than anyone else when she is quiet, and crazier than anyone else when she is crazy. Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, these eight words in her body has been fully interpreted. Her heart, sensitive, but pure. She is sentimental, but heavy feelings. She is a typical Libra woman, her comprehension of love is stronger than the average person, her emotional world is pure and beautiful. Pathway red dust, she walked through countless night and day, walked through countless storms, she never put her daughter's heart all open, because, she always believe that there is always a person in this world will understand. She is a particularly emotional, particularly easy to be touched by the woman, she sincerely treats every person in her life, she remembers with all her heart every good to her, have benefited from her people. She has never wanted a rich material life, but she has always longed for her spiritual world to have spring flowers, poetic feelings, and wonderful infinity. Sometimes, she will also feel sad for the reality, for their own in such a mundane world feel helpless, but she still chose to those unattractive, unattractive people and things to ignore, do not hear, or turn a blind eye, because she always keep in mind CangYangJiaZuo in the "ask the Buddha" in the words: "Smile in the face, do not complain. Easy, with the heart, with nature, with fate. What is destined to make a change in life is only in a hundred years, the time when that one flower blooms." She likes to look around and see everything with her eyes that are good at finding beauty. She writes poetic tenderness in the monsoon, she waves her long sleeves in the flow of years, and she hopes to give those who pass by her the purest and most beautiful visual and sensory enjoyment. She has been looking forward to her own silence into a poem, sweet as a picture. She likes to be lively, but prefers to be quiet. She is narcissistic, romantic, sentimental and self-pitying. She likes to be alone, she likes to be in the rain, the night, the appendix, alone, listening to the wind, listening to the rain; blowing, stroking the qin; dancing, singing ...... She is afraid of loneliness, but enjoys loneliness; she is afraid of loneliness, but enjoys loneliness. In her case, loneliness is a different kind of scenery, loneliness is a kind of transcendent dashing. If she loves, it must be really emotional; if she cries, it must be really painful; if she laughs, it is not necessarily true joy. She always laughs in the daytime, sad in the night, her eyes, in fact, there is always a wisp of melancholy, that melancholy, not careful people must not notice. Her chest contains lilac flowers like flavor, she pursued the bamboo's heart, the plum's pride, the orchid's elegance, the lotus's purity, she is willing to leave the smile and warmth to this world, the sadness and cold to herself. She would like to pillow the sound of water, in her dreams, to pursue her previous life left behind the love of Jiangnan. She loves music, she loves those ancient pure music and modern popular sad songs. She likes to set the music and songs into a single song cycle, and then, over and over again, the same music, or the same song to listen to a million times. She pays a lot of attention to the melody of the song, but even more so to the lyrics. She will let herself wholeheartedly into the song's emotion, mood ...... Many times, she, listening, listening, tears, silent slip ...... Many times, she will sink in the music, forget to draw back. She loved beauty, loved to look in the mirror, she did not want to follow the trend, she was willing to dress plain, but never allow their appearance messy. She does not care about the people around her to say that she is wearing outdated, but she knows how to put their most beautiful, the most lovely side to understand her, love her people. She, light to see the flowers bloom, quietly listen to the wind and rain, she with a calm and relaxed posture, smiling to see the flow of the seasons pass by. She wants to be a star, she does not want to be a hidden star, she only wants to be a beautiful shining star. Whenever she wants to have unlimited light, even if she becomes a shooting star, she wants to draw a beautiful arc at the last moment of her life. She understands the way of "breaking ten thousand books and traveling ten thousand miles", now she loves to dance in the words, when she is close to the words, she is far away from the hustle and bustle of the red dust. She likes to play and sing according to the words, and likes to weave a curtain of dreams with shallow words. She is in the sound of silk and bamboo, holding a pen in her hand, waiting for the blossoming of the years. She in the distant temple of the morning bells and drums in the morning and evening reverently shaking the drum, slowly cultivate exquisite Zen heart, she hoped that in the future she can carry the poetic elegance, silently abide by the happiness, step by step lotus, dark fragrance floating. She is such a woman, with a transparent glass heart, a life of love, for love, she can be as low as the dust. She is such a woman, the heart of the peach, she would like to put her tenderness, her love sprinkled all over the world, sprinkled all over every corner of the red dust. She is such a woman, plain clothes and a clear face, the heart of compassion, keep a side of the pure land, such as the water lotus, in the water of the Mae, facing the wind, quietly swaying