Early in the morning, I made an exception to get up early, changed into light clothes, out of the door, to appreciate the morning exercise people. I hope to give the dawn of the East too much, in order to have a good body and a good mind, into the tension of the day, in exchange for the desire to live a good life and family harmony.
Sunday morning, the morning exercise crowd seems to be cluttered. There are students who love to run, there are hardworking office workers, there are middle-aged who run household chores, and there are old people who walk steadily, their arbitrary, wantonly waving their . The body and limbs, exercise their own body and mind, free and rosy.
After breakfast, I rode on the car, avoiding the bustling skyscrapers, along the asphalt road extending to the field paths with soil nourishment, to feel the hope of the fields, to speculate on the breath of the crops.
The joy of labor is no greater than the greatness of the working people who work at sunrise and rest at sunset. It is their busy figure, sprinkle sweat, and tanned rough and cracked skin, as well as tough and indomitable struggle with the spirit of heaven and earth, so that the labor can be happy, and a long history.
I love labor, I praise labor. In the past in various publicity works to see the labor picture, is beautified, is added to the modification, but also in order to make it easier for people to remember it, the respect for it. I prefer the original labor, to experience, to feel the grass under the feet of the soft; to feel the beads of sweat rolled down the cheeks of the pleasure; to feel the hands covered with soil, rinsed with water in the fingers slipped away from the comfort; to feel the head of the hot sun in the fields, to work, boiled down to the head of the ground, sitting on his butt in the shade of the trees, resting for a few moments of the coolest to the extreme satisfaction. When the pain and enjoy the fruits of labor, think of their own sweat inside, the heart has an incomparable self-gratification of pride and comfort.
In the afternoon, I took my children to the park to play, and in a few moments, I was drowning in the crowd, surrounded by the constant play and laughter. At this moment, affection and the harmony between people, waved to the fullest. People release the pressure after work, involved in the children's games, innocent you chase me, presenting a moving picture.
From the mothers and children holding their teething babies to the hobbling old people supporting each other, they came together to cheer for the integration of the big family, completely immersed in a happy and peaceful atmosphere. I sat on a stone bench in a corner of the park, admiring everything that crossed my eyes with emotion.
After dinner, it was much darker outside, and the street lamps on both sides of the street lit up, giving busy people a light ahead. Moat Park colorful neon lights also flashing demonic, the breeze entrapped with a silky smooth coolness, making the hobby of square dancing people's heart stupid. In the light of the dazzling, with the heart rate of the spinning, marching to the beat of the music, walking their own pleasant life path.
Late at night, sent away from the hustle and bustle, closed the door of the heart, enjoy their own time. Thoughts are still chaotic, need to close your eyes, continue to organize, make yourself a clear and accurate positioning, counting as a wonderful start.
From morning to evening, give the memory limited space, just one day's light, I harvested a pot of money. If you think about it, everyone has equal opportunities, only you and I pay differently, and therefore the harvest also has a difference. The chances of God's favor are the same, depending on who's hardworking, naturally there will be envy of life.
The life of a man is a life of hard work, and the life of a hard-working man is a life of enjoyment. Wisdom, cleverness, and also at all times patronize hardworking people. Heaven and earth rewards hard work, encompasses all, interpretation of the true meaning of life!