Excerpts from sad and beautiful articles: When you are sad, forgive yourself
1. The most miserable distance in the world is that two people are originally far apart and do not know each other. Suddenly one day, they meet each other. , fall in love, the distance becomes very close. Then one day, they no longer loved each other, and the two people who were so close to each other became very far apart, even farther than before.
2. The wind is gentle, the rain is sad; the clouds are happy, the moon is sentimental; songs are confiding, love is lost; love is intoxicating, love is hard to let go; the sky is It is long-lasting, the earth is eternal, and you, my friend, are the ones I cherish the most!
3. Happiness should come by chance, not by chance. In a sense, life is a complete reckoning. There are too many things that we cannot predict and have no time to think about. As the world is involved in one attachment after another, we cannot imagine what kind of separation will follow.
4. Friendship is sometimes like a flower, giving you a ray of warmth when you are lonely; friendship is sometimes like fine wine, a sip of which is intoxicating; friendship is sometimes like a flame, which can drive away the cold; friendship is sometimes like raindrops, It can nourish a dry heart.
5. Turn the sentence "I miss you" into the courage to continue. Turn the words "I love you" into motivation to keep moving forward. Turn the time of separation into a process of self-cultivation. Transform those thoughts, hopes and expectations into reserve energy.
6. I deeply believe that there will be someone who will fall in love with everything about me with all his strength. My crying, my laughter, my willfulness, my tenderness, my dependence, my selfishness, my innocence, my carelessness, my madness, my quietness, and I also love you with all my strength. of all that heart.
7. Love is beautiful, but sometimes it fades away, just like a firework, leaving only a short-lived beauty. When one day we are too old to walk, it will be the greatest happiness and wealth in our lives whether there are still people who have touched us deep in our memories.
8. The most painful kind of goodbye is one that is never said, but one knows in one’s heart that everything is over. Never leaving each other, this was the oath we once made, and it is also our eternal promise. Now it has turned into running water, flowing eastward with no ending. It has been consumed along the way, nourishing the land along the way.
9. A sign of male maturity: There is no need to rely on all flattery to the outside world to gain a sense of security. There is no need to rely on all derogatory behaviors to gain a sense of superiority. You don’t need to rely on all praise from the outside world to gain a sense of existence. Face everything quietly and fairly.
10. Fate is not when you bump into each other walking on the street, but when you miss each other before going to bed and after waking up. Love does not require promises, agreements and conditions. When love is absent, learn to live your own life. To live your own life is to fall in love with yourself, treat yourself as your own lover, and pamper yourself.
11. The reason a person hurts is because he cares. The reason a person cares is because he has feelings. A person has feelings only because you are a person. Therefore, if you feel, care, have been hurt, and shed tears, it means you are a complete person; when you are sad, forgive yourself, you are just a person.
12. A person’s life is always filled with too many memories. A person without memories can even be said to be regretful, incomplete, and in a sense a failure. And those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it.
13. Pain often comes from comparison, but happiness mostly comes from gratitude. No one is a fool. You have to understand that some people, just forget them if you should. If others don't care about you, why should you wrong yourself? No matter how painful it is, no matter how sad it is, others can't see it, and they won't feel sorry for you. Who can you show your sadness to?
14. It doesn’t matter how long two people have been together. What matters is whether you have been in this person’s heart. Some people stay together for a lifetime, but they stay together for a lifetime; some people stay together for a lifetime, but never stay together for a day.
15. One day when you think of me, time has settled all the mistakes, and you have learned not to ask why. Until one day, when you start to be stingy in the face of love, will you miss the original passion? They went through twists and turns along the way, until one day, they chose someone to help each other.
16. A person's touch is like a sneeze, you can't just meet it if you want to.
Life often goes like this, using time to let you understand the beauty of chance, using loneliness to let you understand the preciousness of excitement, and using absence to evaluate the meaning of existence.
17. Let love be happy, let love experience the beauty of caring, let love be intoxicated, wisps of mellow fragrance overflowing, jars of jars of fine wine sealed, waiting to grow old, waiting Unsealed when you grow old, this kind of happiness fermented by love will become sweeter and richer.
18. Facing a stone, if you carry it on your back, it will become a burden; if you put it under your feet, it will become a ladder for your progress; life gives you For a piece of wood, you can choose to rot slowly, or you can choose to burn.
19. Leaving is always easier than meeting, because meeting is fate once among hundreds of millions of people, but leaving is just the ending of two people. It's easy to meet and break up, but people in the world don't see the hustle and bustle of fate and destiny. They always think that opportunities are unlimited, so they don't cherish the people in front of them.
20. Don’t say how many people you know, first see how many people know you when you are in trouble. We eat and drink together every day, but they may not necessarily help you if something happens. Friends, only quality is important, not quantity. A cart of potatoes is not as good as a luminous pearl. Collection of excerpts of beautiful articles
Collection of excerpts of beautiful articles (1) "This is how people live their lives"
I often warn myself and persuade my friends with the phrase "This is how people live their lives." These seven words are easy to say and simple to listen to, but they are very profound when you think about them. It makes me brave when I am weak, humble when I am proud, active when I am decadent, happy when I am in pain, and can afford to take up or let go of anything, so I call it a "wake-up call". "Seven-character motto". ——I often think that if there is anything that cannot be resolved or tolerated in the world of labor, sorrow, gratitude and resentment, wouldn’t it disappear in just a few decades? If so, what can't be solved?
People live like this, thinking of this sentence, if I am a hero, I will create greater achievements; if I am a scholar, I will obtain higher knowledge; if I love someone, Then tell her boldly. Because if today passes, it will no longer come; if this life passes, everything will disappear. If a book is not read and a sentence is not spoken, there will be no chance again. This is a precious life, I must grasp it well!
Life is just like this. You can grasp it actively; you can also face it indifferently. If you can't think about it, think about it for relief! Think of it when you are feeling down and be grateful! Because no matter what, you are always lucky to have this life, and you can’t live this life in vain.
Collection of excerpts of beautiful articles (2) "The Little Fish of Thought"
Every pond has the smell of the ocean.
In every stone, there is a shadow of the desert.
That’s why the poet said: A clover, plus my imagination, is a vast grassland.
Walking in the fields of Autumn Moon, I remembered a poet's question to the old Tolstoy: Do all mature people have to lower their heads?
There is nothing wrong, every step we take will become the past, whether they are happy encounters or painful partings, but please believe that whether they are eager expectations or affectionate remembrances , every song we have ever sung will not disappear in an instant, just like Rosa? Luxemburg said: "No matter where I go, as long as I live, the sky, clouds and the beauty of life will be with me!"
A narrow and selfish mind can become its own hell , a broad and cheerful heart, can become a paradise for others. There is only one layer between hell and heaven.
And all the flames of jealousy always start by burning yourself.
An old writer told me: "How long have your feet been crushed? But don't regret it. As long as you step truly, everyone's steps will have depth."
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When you finally win the flowers of success, don’t you miss the intersection of the past? In the luxurious house you rebuilt successfully, don't you miss the wood of the past?
Collection of beautiful essays (3) "Possession"
There are so many beautiful things in this world. We always hope to get too much and let as many things as possible To own for oneself.
Life is as short as a fleeting moment. Life is drained away inadvertently between possession and loss.
If you lose the sun, you still have the shining of stars; if you lose money, you still get friendship; when life leaves you, you still have the kiss of the earth.
When you have it, you cherish it more; when you lose it, you should regard it as accepting the test of the true knowledge of life, and as the commitment of the promise of struggling in life.
If you have honesty, you give up hypocrisy; if you have fulfillment, you give up boredom; if you have steadiness, you give up impetuousness. Whether it is intentional abandonment or accidental loss, as long as it has been truly owned, at some point, isn't it also a state of generous abandonment?
What you lose inadvertently, you can still fight for it again. If you lose your love, you can find it in the spring; if you lose your will, you have to sharpen it again in the winter. But you can't pick up laziness after you've thrown it away.
Having too many desires turns into a burden. What can be more fulfilling and satisfying than having an indifferent mind?
Choose indifference and prepare to walk a mountainous road. Excerpts from short essays
Excerpts from short essays (1) Rain
The rain gradually stopped, the warm temperature was spreading, I looked up and took a deep breath, the air washed by the rain was particularly fresh, my The spirit was lifted. The dizzy head gradually woke up, and the deep sleepiness turned into nothingness in an instant. The trivial things in my memory slowly settled, and the world in front of me gradually became clearer. With a hint of boredom, I passed under the streetlight. With a little longing, I woke up from my dream. After waking up from a dream, it is difficult to fall asleep again. Reciting those affectionate words, listening to the incessant whistling of vehicles in the distance, and watching the scenes of figures gathering and leaving, I seemed to be freed from the rain. I even wondered if there was really a light rain tonight.
The light rain is nowhere to be found, they entered life and became tonight. Their concealment caught me off guard, and I could not imprint their traces with warmth. So, I finally gave up my obsession with rain for once.
Although the rain has faded out of my life, I still believe that among the bright red spring flowers and the bright autumn moon, they have all devoted themselves to tonight.
Excerpts from short stories (2) Snow
Whenever snowflakes fall, there is always an indelible feeling that reminds me of childhood memories of snowy days, although they are blurry but Also clear. At that time, every winter was very cold, but I still loved the snowy days. Looking at the misty and dancing snowflakes in the sky, I always had endless thoughts, wondering how the crystal clear shape of the snowflakes came about, and why I could come but couldn’t. Back.
When I was a child, I liked to hold snowflakes in my hands, watch them slowly melt in my hands, and water droplets drip out from between my fingers. I put my hands on my mouth and breathed in to keep warm. When the snow is thick, I like to have snowball fights with my friends to see who can hit it accurately and get wet all over. I like to make snowmen, although they don’t have much shape. I roll a head on it, draw eyes, slap a big nose and glue it on. From a distance, it really looks like a fat doll sitting there, and the happiness stays in my heart.
My mother always greeted me loudly at the door, telling me to go home and warm up by the fire. My mother patted the snowflakes on my body, held her cold red hands and put them on the edge of the stove to bake. The clothes on her body were radiating heat. Seeing that my mother's face was lifeless and she was rubbing her little hands, I felt warm in my heart.
When I grew up, my mother left and slept in heaven forever. Being a father myself, I know a lot of things. Sometimes I often think that human life is like this snowflake, composed of water vapor, gathering into weight and falling to the earth, kissing the soil and disappearing quietly, leaving no trace behind. It just nourishes the land and gives birth to new life.
The process of life is long. Suffering and happiness are never twin brothers and sisters. Many things do not depend on one's own will. Some people work hard all their lives but gain nothing; In wealthy families, they live a luxurious life with no worries about food and clothing, but they all have their own happiness in the inner world, whether it is lucky or sad, they just have different understandings of happiness.
The snowflakes are still flying, covering the earth with splendor, and they are slowly moving their footsteps in their own direction without stopping for a moment.
Looking at the pieces of snowflakes, I feel deep affection. I open my hands and wait for the flying snowflakes to melt in my hands...
Excerpts from short stories (3) Spring of Life
Morning is the beginning of a day, and spring is the beginning of a year. We are all yearning for spring, because spring is not only the season for us to sow, but in my heart it symbolizes the season of hope and the nurturing of A new season of life.
I don’t know when the northern land that has been sleeping all winter was quietly awakened, but I saw the endlessly flowing Tangwang River flowing happily again, and many unknown flowers of various colors were growing along both sides of the river. Now that it is blooming and vying for beauty, the grass, unwilling to be lonely, has also forgotten its shyness in the past, and embellishes every inch of the hot land in its hometown with its inherent green. It has truly entered a world where "the grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple" The passionate world of Dou Fangfei.
Whenever I bathe in the warm sunshine of spring, whenever I walk on the green lawn, whenever I look at the homeland where I was born and raised, I dare not forget the responsibility and responsibility of a man.
Recalling the many ups and downs in life, walking on thin ice in this troubled world, once upon a time I went to a foreign country for a living, and every night in the silence, the thick nostalgia can never be suppressed, the floodgates of longing are released thousands of miles away. , I don’t know how many sleepless nights I spent. There is always a kind of belief that supports me in difficulties, and that is special confidence: the spring in my life will come again, and it is with this belief that I have spent one cold winter after another in my life.
Today, due to various factors, the selected project has once again fallen into an unprecedented crisis. Once again, it stands at the dividing point of life. Looking out the window, the earth has long been frozen, and the light snowflakes have once again decorated a silver... The world is wrapped in plain clothes, in this warm spring-like room, but the coldness in my heart lingers. I understand the hardships of life. Everyone is silently enduring it. Fighting against the world, against the frustrations, against life, not only creates It has given me a life of never giving up, and it has also created the tenacious character of our Chinese nation. In this cold winter, each of us is looking forward to the coming of spring, and even more looking forward to the wonderful things in our lives. spring.
Winter has arrived, can spring be far behind? Excerpts of Lyrical Essays
Excerpts of Lyrical Essays (1)
Quiet summer nights with bright moonlight and clear wind always give me a feeling of tranquility and tranquility. The moonlight is as bright and clear as soft water, and the clear light flows, and the meaning is peaceful. The moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant.
I like to use the moonlight to settle my mood, like water, the moonlight can be drank. Open the window and let the moonlight flow quietly on your skin. The light and elegant charm and the fresh and implicit mood naturally flow in your heart. The moonlight is like a ray of light, and my mood becomes clear and soft in the moonlight. Suddenly, all kinds of touching and beautiful things in life are vivid and vivid.
Once upon a time, I was innocent and snuggled in my grandma’s arms, counting the stars, and leisurely admiring the clear and tranquil moonlight in the countryside.
Once upon a time, I had a heart-to-heart talk with my classmates in the clear moonlight on Jingjing campus, and realized the beauty and sadness of the passing years.
Once upon a time, I went boating with you on Taihu Lake in the watery moonlight, admiring the beautiful scenery of the world in the sound of oars and the shadow of the lights, in the reflection of the moonlight and the lake. The clear lake water and the ethereal sound of the piano made me intoxicated in the gentle feelings of Jiangnan and never knew where to go.
The shadows of flowers moving against the wall are suspected to be the beauty. Zhang Sheng made an appointment with Yingying, waiting for the beautiful woman under the moonlight in the west chamber. The guqin conveyed his thoughts. A classic beauty. The pale moon stains the west window, and faint thoughts fill the air.
In the fleeting time, the moonlight interprets beauty in classical implicitness and modern romance, bringing people infinite contemplation and leisurely intoxication.
The clear moonlight attracted me, so I put on my clothes and went out, walking slowly into the garden under the watery moonlight. The gardenias were bathed in the moonlight, with cold dew and frost, like a clear curtain in the distance. Youmeng. The bamboo shadows dance lightly with the rhythm, like water and moonlight passing through gently, reflecting the clear brilliance of the bright moon. All things are full and alive in the moonlight. The hustle and bustle, hesitation and hesitation of the world are all melted into this watery moonlight. Suddenly enlightened, suddenly enlightened.
It is like water and the color of the moon, drinkable. Years go by, and you can realize it.
Stand quietly in the garden path and listen to the silence...
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The rain stopped that night
That night, the rain kept falling, soaking the leaves outside the window, and also wet your heart...
That night, the sound in the dormitory continued, like the rain outside the window, It rained heavily. What it brings to us is a moment of "happiness", but what it brings to you is a night of trouble. A few days later, after reading the blog, I realized that you had "an indescribable feeling in your heart, and there seemed to be countless cat paws disturbing your heart." Uh, I'm sorry...
The next morning, you came to see us. Your tightened brows and reproachful look really scared me and made me miss the teacher Zhang when I first started school. Your eyes glanced at me and asked, "What time did we talk last night?" I blamed myself for why I refused to listen to dissuasion and talked for so long; I was afraid, afraid that the image in your heart would be shattered because of this. , like a string of bubbles, flying into the sky. I didn't dare to answer, and I didn't know how to answer. I just looked down at my toes, not knowing where to put my hands. In the end, that serious teacher-student meeting ended with our regrets.
You said to the class again that you wrote an article on this matter on your blog and asked us to go back and see for ourselves. I seemed a little anxious. What did you write about us? Everyone in the class has a bad impression of me. I really want to change ourselves.
On this night and the next few nights, I behaved very well, really very well, because I was eager to see you a month ago, the you who talked and laughed with us, just like A big sister who is about the same age as us.
I did it, and so did everyone else, and the joy in my heart was overwhelming. Although you didn’t mention it to us, I was still very happy. At least, I didn’t let you worry about it anymore. .
Tonight, the rain outside the window has stopped long ago, and what appears is a rainbow, a dazzling rainbow, standing between our hearts. It will never disappear again...
Excerpts of Lyrical Essays (3)
On a quiet summer night, I sit alone in a quiet corner of the city. A cup of fragrant tea, a wisp of fragrance. Savor your mood in the scent of tea. Savor life. The music fills the air faintly, and the mood flows quietly like a stream.
The pale moon stains the west window. I stand alone in the soft moonlight and enjoy the elegance in the water-like tranquility. Life is like a cup of tea, although it is very light, it always has a faint fragrance. When you are leisurely, brew a pot of tea and quietly savor the past memories of the mortal world, as if the environment is like water. Tasting tea is like tasting life. Tea needs to be savored slowly, and so does life!
I really like a passage by San Mao: The first taste of tea is as bitter as life, the second taste is as sweet as love, and the third taste is as light as the breeze. A short paragraph conveys a profound philosophy of tea life. The place where the poems are fragrant is like the wind, the mood, and the thoughts in dreams.
Thinking about the past, the past is like smoke. The sadness of the past gradually drifted away in the breeze. My mood is like lilacs in the rain, with a touch of melancholy. Only the faint touch of purple still lingers in the dream. In fact, many times, we don’t deliberately savor many things when we experience them. Instead, we start to pick up the fragments of memories and savor them carefully after many years. The taste of happiness is carved in memories. But what’s more is endless sadness. There was only a slight sigh, as if he wanted to save something.
I was quietly sipping jasmine tea in my memories, staring at the scattered jasmine petals in the cup floating up and down in the water, changing in various unique postures, and slowly falling into the bottom of the cup. Just because of a pot of boiling water, jasmine tea blooms with its freshness and elegance. After soaking, the jasmine flowers appear more crystal clear and pure. I seem to understand that a quiet life can have richer and deeper connotations! I can't help but think of my favorite song "Man Ting Fang", "Wearing a green robe, you are full of beauty. The wind is infinitely quiet. The moon is the gentlest. Love is elegant, even if you are apart, you are not willing to hold sorrow. Immersed in the water, sentimental The fragrance flows from the bottom of the cup. ”
Be alone at midnight and savor the light bitterness and endless sweetness of life in the fresh fragrance of tea. Savor the rush of life and the fascination of years. Cherish the present and look forward to the future, I will burst out my most beautiful posture, condense the morning dew and gather the sunshine. Let yourself work hard to grow! I will know better how to taste the freshness and lingeringness of spring rain.
The blazing and unrestrained summer sun, the bleak and mellow autumn wind, the cold and crystal clear winter snow. Taste different moods in different seasons!
The charm of tea brings me endless warmth and inexhaustible strength. I want to let myself perform my best in the spring, summer, autumn and winter of life! Enjoy a long and profound life!