The word "nature" is used.
Therefore, the wind does not end the day,
The rain does not end the day.
Who will do this?
Heaven and earth.
Heaven and earth cannot last forever,
let alone man.
Therefore, those who are engaged in Tao,
the same as Tao;
virtue,
the same as virtue;
loss,
the same as loss.
The same is true of the Way,
and the same is true of Virtue,
and the same is true of Loss.
The same is true of Loss.
The same is true of Loss.
The same is true of Loss.
The same is true of Loss.
There is no doubt that there are many things that can happen to a person at any given moment.
They are the first to be able to use their own personal computer to help them with their own work, and they are the first to be able to use their own computer to help them with their own work.
The hard-working people rushed to the village to run, a lot of people to avoid, drenched into a soup chicken.
It's a typhoon, a force of nature that human beings can't fight. The wind is slightly thousands of miles away, and the rain lends itself to the wind's power. The sky is like a broken mouth, the rain pours down, the village quickly turned into a water world.
At the time of bewilderment, someone braved the wind and rain, shouting outside, hurry to the village shelter to hide. The voices grew louder and louder, from far away to near, as families gathered in an orderly fashion along the indoor corridors to the shelter in the center of the village, women and children in the front, young and strong to cover the back, along the spacious steps into the basement of the staircase, which led to a subterranean world.
This is the village of the design of the pioneers, after several generations of struggle, the construction of the underground shelter to avoid the disaster weather, after many winds and rains to test, more and more perfect. Each family wants its own premises.
The storms, though violent, generally do not last long.
At the head of the stairs, there were a couple of young men doing a head count. I heard that a mischievous child, worried about the safety of the grackle he kept in a birdcage hanging out the window, slipped back in when no one was looking.
As soon as they heard this news, three or five young people immediately volunteered to chase out.
Just as everyone was waiting anxiously for news, a staircase rattled, only to see a big brother carrying a ten-year-old child down, the child's hands tugged a bamboo woven exquisite birdcage, a brocade-colored grackle, jumping happily in the birdcage.
The child's mother was so angry that she ran straight forward, high fan up the right hand, fell to the child's shoulder, see this situation, can not help but restrain the force, gently pat down, immediately be persuaded to stop.
After settling down the old man, the child, the women began to cook.
The God gave the whole village another opportunity to have a collective gathering. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night. The young people in the public **** hall, lit up the lamp, groups of three to five, calling for friends and activities to open up. Chess game of chess, playing cards of playing cards, chatting of chatting, drinking of drinking. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
At this time, some people put out the dance music, so, in twos and threes, a pair of handsome men and women, dancing. The old people also do not show weakness, in the side of the square dance.
Late at night, the crowd slowly faded, leaving only three or five young people, taking turns on the night watch.
Time passed unknowingly. Suddenly, someone shouted, "The water has receded! The rainbow came out"
So the crowd slowly and methodically gathered, consciously waiting for the village chief's arrangement. The village chief admonished the forecaster, who was usually credulous, and as a result, no one believed him, leading to untimely warnings, and announced that he would be replaced. Then he began to arrange for cleaning and resumption of production.
The wind does not end in the morning, and the rainstorm does not end in the day. After the storm, man becomes the spirit of all things again.