Transparent streams, bright and clear like a mother's eyes.
Spring, your eyes are a splash of color;
Summer, your eyes are a rich green;
Autumn, your eyes are a clear blue;
Winter, you are tired - close your eyes, and stop singing.
You take in the clouds in the blue sky, the evening sun at dusk, and the stars in the night sky; and you leave behind my childhood figure.
Heh! The rustling sugarcane forest by this stream, with its sweet-smelling wind, had blown my childhood dreams! I lay by your side and felt the happiness of leaning on my mother's breast ......
You are an old song in our lives--
You look out and see the procession of bride-welcomers on donkeys coming, and a few oboes playing mournful music;
You look to see a few stout men, carrying bulky wooden coffins coming, sending the old man up the hill;
You hear it, too: the unicycle at the foot of the hill, with its squeaking and muffled voice, groaning through the poor land ......
Without you, who left us the colors of nature;
Who gives us record of the sorrows and joys of the mountain people?
Transparent stream, you gave me eyes that could distinguish colors.
When I was by your side and found myself becoming a teenager, I had to travel far.
You sent me out of the mountains like the mother who raised me!
The light of a shooting star may be short, but what star in the sky can be more brilliant and glorious
When a shooting star appears, even the constellations of eternity can't take away its light
The life of a butterfly is fragile even more so than that of a brightly colored flower.
But it will always live in the spring.
It is beautiful, it is free, it flies.
Its life is short but fragrant.
Life's Words
When misfortune befalls others, they are often able to persuade others like wise men; but when the same misfortune befalls oneself, it is often difficult for a man to enlighten himself in the same way.
The greatest unwiseness of man is not that he does not know, but that he knows but hesitates to do it; so there are many mediocre but self-pitying people.
Some defects on others seem insignificant and not worth mentioning; however, these defects, if placed on oneself, it is difficult to look at it with ease, and even a lifetime can not be relieved.
When you have said or done something to hurt someone's heart, it is possible to forget it in the blink of an eye; while what someone has said or done to hurt you is often remembered clearly for the rest of your life, and cannot be forgiven.
The shortcomings of others are like black dots on white paper, which can be seen at a glance; while the shortcomings of oneself are hard to find.
When we look at other people's lives, we always like to magnify their happiness and ignore their misfortunes, so other people's lives are happy in any way. But when we look at our own lives, we always like to minimize our own happiness and expand our own troubles, so we always have too much dissatisfaction with our own lives.
When other people make a fool of themselves in public, we tend to laugh it off; but when the same situation happens to us, we often can't come out of the embarrassment for a long time.
Parents like to use their own life experience to teach their children, teachers like to use their own learning experience to educate students, unfortunately their sermons are often rarely listened to. Until one day, a scene from history repeats itself.
When we see others succeed, we say they are lucky; when they suffer failure, we say they don't work hard. When we are successful, we will say that it is the result of our own efforts; if we fail, we will laugh at ourselves and say that it is all the fault of the environment.
A poor man sees a rich man and thinks, "They have everything. A rich man sees a poor man and thinks, he has nothing, but he is so happy. In fact, we are the poor or rich person who is always dissatisfied with our lives.
Looking at other people's love and picking and choosing, we secretly say, I don't know what I look like, but still picking and choosing there. When it's your turn to fall in love, you always feel that no one is good enough for you.
Sometimes the mistakes they make are clear, and they want to make some changes, but if someone kindly points out our mistakes, we tend to get angry and refuse to change.
When there is a conflict with someone, it is always the other person who is at fault, and the one who suffers is himself.
It is easy for us to judge other parents' education of their children as right or wrong, but when it comes to our own education of our children, we tend to lose the basis for judgment.
Giving up is also a kind of happiness
The human emotion is always hoping to get something, thinking that the more things you have, the happier you will be. Therefore, this human emotion forces us to go along the path of pursuing acquisition. However, one day, we suddenly surprised: our melancholy, boredom, confusion, helplessness, all unhappy, are related to our requirements, the reason why we are unhappy, is that we desire to have too many things, or, too obsessive, unknowingly, we have been obsessed with a certain thing on.
For example, you fell in love with a person, and he (she) does not love you, your world is microscopic on his (her) feelings, he (she) of a hand, a throw, can attract your attention, can be the source of your happiness and pain. Sometimes, you know that it is not yours, but want to go to force, or may be out of blind confidence, or too much belief in the sincerity, gold and stone, the results of continuous efforts, but suffered continuous setbacks. Some rely on fate, some rely on opportunity, and some need to be able to look at the mountains to appreciate the mood of the water, not their own do not force, can not get on the abandonment.
Knowing how to give up to be happy, walking with baggage is always very hard.
We are in life, always in the take and give in the choice, we are always eager to take, eager to take possession of, often ignoring the shed, ignoring the possession of the opposite - give up. Understand the true meaning of renunciation, but also understand the "lost in the east, received the elm" of the wonderful meaning. Knowing the true meaning of abandonment, quietly observe everything, experience and the world as a great realm, we will naturally know how to give up at the right time, which is exactly our inner balance, a good way to get happy.
Life will sometimes force you, had to surrender power, had to let go of opportunities, and even had to leave behind love. You can not get everything, life should learn to give up. Give up will make you appear open-minded and bold. Giving up will make you calm and active, and giving up will make you wiser and more powerful.
What should give up? Give up the pain of lost love, give up the hatred left behind by humiliation, give up all the unspeakable load in the heart; give up the waste of energy quarrels, give up the endless explanations; give up the competition for power, give up the greed for money, give up the fight for fame and fortune ...... All from selfish desire, all malicious ideas, all stubborn ideas should be given up. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
However, giving up is not easy and requires a lot of courage. In the face of many things that can not be done, the courage to give up, is a wise choice. Only by giving up without hesitation can you ease back into your new life and make new discoveries and turnarounds.
Life lacks abandonment. The world, take the abandonment of the mutual accompaniment, some abandoned to take. Human life is a contradiction in terms of giving up and striving for, giving up unnecessary fame and fortune in a graceful manner, and persistently pursuing one's own life goals.
Learning to give up is itself a kind of elimination, a kind of choice, eliminating their own weaknesses and choosing their own strengths. Giving up is not not thinking about progress, just the right to give up, it is for the better to forge ahead, as the saying goes: take a step back, the sea is wide open.
Life is short, compared with the vast river of history, all the world's grudges, fame and fortune are for a brief moment, Foxi, Woe is the ambush, Woe is the blessing. Fortunes and misfortunes, in a person's life is just a short moment. When you are at the end of your journey, you can sit back and watch the clouds rise. The first thing that you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
An old man on a moving train, accidentally bought new shoes off a, around the people are sorry for him. Unexpectedly that old man immediately threw the second shoe out of the window, let a person surprised. The old man explained, "This one shoe, no matter how expensive it is, is of no use to me, and if anyone picks up a pair of shoes, they may still be able to wear them!"
Obviously, the old man's behavior has been a value judgment: instead of holding on to something, it's better to give it up out of hand. We have all lost something important, and most of us cast a shadow on the psyche. The reason for this is that we have not adjusted our mindset to face the loss, not psychologically recognize the loss, and always dwell on things that no longer exist. In fact, instead of losing and chagrin, it is better to look at the reality, a different perspective: perhaps you lose, is what others should get.
Pushkin wrote in a poem: "Everything is temporary, everything will fade; let the lost become lovely." Sometimes, loss is not necessarily sad, but will become a beautiful; loss is not necessarily a loss, but a dedication. As long as we hold a positive and optimistic mindset, loss will also become lovely.?
Life Words:
Giving up is a kind of wisdom, it can let go of the mind, can restore the nature, so that you can truly enjoy life; giving up is a kind of choice, there is no wise to give up there is no brilliant choice.
The first thing you need to do is to get in and out of the game with ease, be positive and optimistic, and you're bound to have a bright future.
The first thing you need to do is to give up on the idea that you're not going to go along with the crowd, and that you're not going to give up on the idea that you're not going to go along with the crowd.
Learn to be grateful
For a long time, a wandering heart suddenly found a place to rest. Sitting in front of the window, I asked myself: how long have you not taken a good look at the blue sky, smell the fragrant flowers, listen to the birds singing? How long has it been since you've been home to listen to your family? How long has it been since you had dinner with them, listening to that old laughter? How long has it been since we talked with them, listened to their worries and their voices? Have you forgotten the rainbow in the sky because of the stormy journey? Is it because of the hasty steps, and ignored the scenery along the road? In addition to a tired and numb heart, do you have a grateful heart? Don't neglect a grateful heart because life is too heavy!
Perhaps the bumps in the road, so that I can see the figure of mutual support;
Perhaps the failure, I just appreciate the sincerity of a word of encouragement;
Perhaps the misfortune, I know better to cherish happiness.
Life gives me frustration at the same time, but also gave me strong, I also have another experience. For those who love life, it is never stingy. It depends on whether you have a tolerant heart to accept the gifts of life. Sweet and sour is not the pursuit of life, but it must be the whole of life. Try to experience it with a grateful heart and you will find a different life. Don't lose hope for spring because of the coldness of winter. We thank God for the cycle of seasons. With a grateful heart, you have no more complaints, no more jealousy, no more indignation, and you have a calm and light heart!
I often thank God with a pious heart for the endowment, I thank the sky, I thank the earth, I thank the existence of life, I thank the sunshine, I thank the rich and colorful life.
Early in the morning, when the cheerful birds woke me up from sleep, I pushed open the window, put my eyes on the blue sky, green grass, crystal dewdrops, fresh and clean morning, I am thankful to God for giving me another beautiful day.
Into the night, the night sky is full of stars, I open the diary, with a clumsy pen depicting the feelings of the day's life, the moonlight shows a gentle smile, surrounded by the warmth of the night, I'm full of gratitude, thanks to the earth to give the peace of mind.
Friends get together, the wine sweet song beautiful, deep love, I am grateful to God, gave me so many good friends, I enjoy the warmth of friends, the fragrance of life, such as the song of friendship.
Out of the house, I went to nature. Eyes on the flowers and grass green, I am grateful for the endless beauty of nature, grateful for the selflessness of the heavens, grateful for the tolerance of the earth's vast. Every day of life, I am full of gratitude, I learned tolerance, learned to undertake, learned to pay, learned to move, know the return. With a smile to treat every day, with a smile to the world, to life, to friends, to difficulties. So, every day, I have a good mood, I live happily every day.
I am grateful, grateful for life, grateful for the network, grateful for friends, grateful for nature, every day, I take on everything in life with a moving heart.
I am grateful to ......
I am grateful to the person who hurt me, because he honed my mind;
I am grateful to the person who cheated me, because he enhanced my insight;
I am grateful to the person who abandoned me, because he taught me that I should be self-reliant;
I am grateful to the person who stumbled over me, because he strengthened my ability;
I am grateful to the person who stumbled over me, because he strengthened my ability;
I am grateful to the person who stumbled over me.
Thank you to the person who rebuked me, for he helped me to be wise;
Thank you to the person who scorned me, for he awakened my self-esteem;
Thank you to my parents for giving me life and unselfish love;
Thank you to my teachers for giving me knowledge and eyes to see the world;
Thank you to my friends for friendship and support; < /p>
Thank you to the people who have made my life so easy; < /p>
Thank you to the people who have made my life so easy; < /p>
Thank you to the people who have made my life so difficult.
Thank you for giving me trust and the opportunity to show my ability;
Thank you for the little girl next door to give me an innocent smile;
Thank you for all the people around me to give me the joy of communicating with others;
Thank you for all the things that life has given me, although not all of them are full of happiness and joy;
Thank you for the sky, which provides me with a stage to show off my talents;
Thank you for the sky, which provides me with a stage to show off my talents;
Thank you for your help and support.
Thank you for the sky, which provides me with a stage to perform
Thank you for the earth, which gives me infinite support and strength
Thank you for the sun, which provides me with light and heat
Thank you for all the stars in the sky, which meet every dawn and dusk with me
Thank you for all the stars in the sky, which meet every dawn and dusk with me.
Thank you to those I love and those who love me, so that my life is not lonely;
Thank you to my enemies, so that I can recognize myself and see others;
Thank you for the blossoming of the flowers, the green grass, the singing of the birds, so that I have a beautiful, full of life world;
Thank you for the sunrise, so that I can have a bright mood in the light of day;
Thank you for the sunrise, so that I have a bright mood in the light of day;
Thank you for the sunset, so that I can meet every dawn and twilight with the stars.
Thanks to the sunset, I can rely on the quiet night after the hustle and bustle of exhaustion.
Thank you for the happiness, so that I am happy to bloom a smile, in the good life;
Thank you for the pain, so that I have learned to be patient, but also practiced my instinct to release the ups and downs of life;
Thank you for the life, so that I can pick up the beauty of the life of the long years of the season;
Thanks to you, although thousands of miles away, but you also give me the warmth of the heart of the winter;
Thank you for your heart, but also to give me a warm heart;
The first time, we will be able to see the world, and we have a lot of time.
Thank you for caring, life is more full and fresh because of you;
Thank you for everything ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Thank you for every good friend beside me, blessing you, and ringing the prayer bell for! Walk with you every day.
Will always wake up their night, lifting the tomorrow without you. ----------- How far is forever in the end
Sad little rain gently knocked this spring, pattering, like lovers crying, wet this piece of sky, but also sad the wind of this season, with a slight regret, heavy across every corner, wake up any seed sleeping in this world.
Unable to withstand the temptation of the rain, I walked in the rain, quietly wandering, remembering the beauty of the moist, it is difficult to hide my heart at this moment. Roadside spring also opened early, a small yellow flowers, you next to me, I squeezed you, joyfully competing to open, are going to spoil the love of spring; oleander buds gently swaying in the rain, seems to be shy, dodging my gaze, fragmented here and there, seems to be secretly probing, looking at me, this does not understand the flowers of the people, remembered a sentence: to be to the mountains when the flowers are in full bloom, she is in the bushes laugh, but it is; the gentle willows, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow, the willow and the willow.
Looking up, this should be bright day, but it seems so gloomy, evoking that has long been precipitated by the dead, this is a beautiful season, I do not want to let my mood infected with this beautiful comedy, so I can do is to articulate for her the most scarce magnificence, and enjoy to embellish the blossoming of the spring.
Because I want to remember, this spring, I came, no sad, so very good.
Out of the blue, stopped there, the coming and going of the broken impact on me, I am like a kind of boat, floating, can not rely on the shore, but still try to maintain their own, do not let themselves be knocked down by the wind and waves.
Like to be spontaneous, shallow point is to get by, comfortable do not want to entangle anyone, anything, have a small hobby of their own, it is enough to covet with the ink between the tea, wine and green is not what I would like to wish.
Want to learn painting, seems to be a long time, but fuzzy a little far away, always want to be alive when they like to do things all over again, at least at the moment of departure, I will not have the slightest regret, because we are clear, some things, go to do, the result is irretrievable, then it is better to let it be buried with themselves, I also want to go to learn the guitar, you can Quietly play their own heart, compose a song for themselves, the word, so that they follow the music to flow joyfully, all the way to the companionship of Izumi ......
In this rainy season, the most feeling is still the sadness of parting, although in this side of the stay time is not much, but I y like the people here, here, here, here, flowers and plants, here, everything everything, can not let go of that a beautiful encounter. If there is a chance in the future, I still want to go back to school, to make up for those who have aged with the wind of youth, want to penetrate every piece of land here, want to tell her, I'm back. Looking forward to ......
July blossoms
The days are counted page by page, and the time passes minute by minute. The sun wakes up to a heat called summer. Getting up early, the window sill crawls with some gusts of old stories, hidden by the moss traces in the wind of last night. Suddenly come and go of the rain, wet dragonfly wings, but always drenched not wet sentimental poetry, sitting in the south-facing hut, the wind sound of a burst of tight as a burst of the neighboring children, with the clear spirit of the children's voices, knocking on the door of a slumber.
Hot summer, sitting in front of the window, see the sunshine is getting closer and closer, the shadow is getting shorter and shorter, perhaps shrinking into a point, shrinking into the life of the round red mole, and even what can not be found, the shadow is you or I am the shadow, minutes and seconds do not forget the moment. Is not it, your heart is also blooming a flower, Xu Xu, unfolding the delicate flowers, and then, in the hot sun slowly shriveled, so that the flower of the extinction face the sea, on all sides is the surging wings, blowing a lifetime of attachment to the green branches and green leaves, I cozy up to their own journey day by day.
July, the calendar was turned over by the wind mercilessly. In July, the acacia is nowhere to be found. Not only that one face, even that one person, gradually a little fuzzy. The cup of water to add a little more, put the book are put in the drawer, but can not put the thoughts in the bag, certain dark night, the heart floats brightly pieces, there is a Xu Xu fog hidden, behind the smile, the silence in the singing: understand when you come back, can not confirm that fragrant memories will always be covered with moss. The fragrance of the delicate has opened in the spring, the train is far away, the summer is long, I have refined the iron bone copper body, counting the stars of the day, pretending to hand everything back to yesterday.
I always thought that life would be spent this way. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new one, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new one. Seven-colored light projected on the hand reached over, slender and soft, that with the fingertips Zha Zha bared the wind and clouds, bloomed azure flowers, heh, time in waiting for me, waiting for me in the smoky rainy days, and I'm still wandering around waiting for, waiting for you to play the melody of the mountains and flowing water in my thoughts.
Missed, got, waited, lost, unpleasant, less than ideal, the last moment, will become empty. The July will eventually leave. My hands are covered with dust. July's flower petals fall all over the path, July's rain sprays freely. The streets are cold in July. Walking from one street to another, empty, I can not find the mask of the demonstration, destined to the simple way, standing in your branches, pedestrians far away, without powder, I opened into another kind of clear soup lotus, for whom to stop, for whom to hurt?
July, because you left, lost a season of spring love. Flowers were blown by the wind when the flowers found bloom, you left when I found sadness. Sunrise, sunset, nightfall, your shadow stubbornly follow, can not find which beam of flame, can lead you away, can not find which a song, will bury you. Hiding y, ultimately can not escape the fascination stacked your eyes, how about we sit quietly, see the sight, deep introspection, penetrate the faith of time, gradually red through, the sky that a wisp of flaming clouds -
Thousands of years of moonlight, gradually phantom out. July, in the calm night flailing. Strike the keyboard, many words row will be out, some sentences and some sentences, in the text like a steel needle, into the skin, into the viscera, moment by moment, pain in the heart. And like some notes, blooming in the darkness, the sound sometimes high and sometimes low, perhaps, following the tunnel of time, a wall of emotion pushed away, fell into your arms, all night long, even a lifetime of speechlessness, you will hear the words of my heart?
The morning color in the diamond mirror in the face of darkness, for this July scorching sunshine, high concentration of ultraviolet rays and burning body temperature. No, there is just no vibrant song, no stirring words, not to mention the refreshing fellowship. The buds outside the wall have renovated another round of the calendar, and those soulful footsteps of the past have been stretched out by the corridor of time. The aperture hidden in the distance, but very close to me. The long and close, pulling your fuzzy but clear line of sight. The first time I saw this, it was a very good thing that I was able to see it, and I think it was a very good thing that I was able to see it, and I think it was a very good thing that I was able to see it, and I think it was a very good thing that I was able to see it.
The leaves fell gently around me, rustling. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't want to be a part of it, but I want to be a part of it. The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do with this. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services of the company, and then you have to pay for the services of the company. The weather here is dense, you have been close to the wall, to visit the door quietly open roses? Last year to take away the lips, is not your kiss? I imagined for many years that the lover, because you are broken one by one.
In July, you stand against the wind, like a song of the years, love and flying is another concept. Love must be parted to know is a kind of heartfelt. However, detachment is also a state of mind. You look focused, you do not give up and do not leave. Unique scene, your bright singing voice whisked, your watery music pouring, savings for many years of emotion, through the sound of flowers blooming, rippling full of satisfaction and sweetness, in the stirring night, slowly spread the soft wings. I understand the words, lost articles, convergence in the peace of mind.
The flowers bloomed gradually. The soul is approaching, the water is clear to the bottom. A real smile dense and narrow, a clump of language forced layers and layers. Through the years of the jungle, the elegance of the vulgar, so that forty miles of soaring flames embellished with glazed celluloid, so that the sky fluttering pink butterflies and breezes walk hand in hand, so that the passion and the words in the soul of the noble bare the most primitive honesty. Flowers bloom silently, beautiful testimony, the July sunlight burning, a line of poetry bloom holy lotus, brilliant look back, hidden pain in the Niechong out of another spring bloom
I am also a seventh-grade student ！！！！！！
I'm also a 7th grader