Wen: I'm Su Yan.
While eating, two dogs in the yard have been listening to the movement in the house. As long as they hear the sound of the door curtain, they will come out of a corner and stare at you with small innocent eyes like children. They are waiting for the food in your hand. I feel sorry for not giving them food. It seems that I have lived up to their expectations.
Dogs have the same requirements for survival as all living things except human beings. As long as they can satisfy their appetite, they are happy. They have no requirements for the living environment and everything around them. They are simple, pure and single.
Simplicity is happiness. The dog, full of food and drink, found its own kind and wandered around. When it met an acquaintance, it jumped up and wagged its tail from side to side, with its front legs lying on its body, waiting for humans to tickle him and touch his hair. It has been very happy and satisfied. When a stranger invades its territory, it will growl at the bearer and run away because of timidity. When it won, it proudly held its head high and walked around its territory with measured steps, enjoying itself like a general. When I met the evil forbearance, I stared, grabbed a stick, picked up a stone, and gave it to me all of a sudden. Patton, who had been beaten, was stunned, hung his head, with his tail between his legs, sobbed quietly along the corner, and found a hidden corner to hide in, leaving only a miserable face hanging on the ground, waiting for the wicked to leave silently in fear. Only then did he come out again and regain his king's demeanor.
The biggest difference between man and dog is the complexity of thought, which makes people have more requirements and desires for life, so they have more emotional reflection and joys and sorrows. There are joys and sorrows. There are extreme behaviors such as emotional instability, passionate murder and tragic suicide.
For a time, my friend fell into sadness, and the problems in his life became a big hurdle in his mind. Sadness comes from his heart, and he feels that life is beyond love. Looking at big and small things, everything becomes a thing, and everything becomes difficult. I can't wait to die.
Mood is a frame, customized with cement and reinforced concrete. People got in and blocked the only exit. Darkness hangs over people tightly. It won't be long before people collapse themselves, and they will die of depression if they don't hit the wall. If the mood is a bamboo basket, the people inside will get wet when it rains, and the cold and runny nose will be soaked. When the sun comes out, the sun shines through the gap, which makes people feel very warm. Although sometimes it rains, sometimes it is windy and sometimes it hails, I have experienced many storms and my living environment is not so comfortable. I feel better at the thought that the sun will get warmer after the storm.
Living is hope. Yu Hua, a great writer, said in his book "Living": People live for living itself, not for anything other than living.
Material conditions other than living, whether relatives, friends, passers-by, are the added value of living, some are icing on the cake, and nothing is its position. People fell naked on the ground and left naked, and they couldn't take a penny. Why dwell on gains and losses? The gain and loss of a lifetime of honor and disgrace is nothing more than a gorgeous robe written by Zhang Ailing, which is covered with fleas. Looks pays photogenic, big and small anguish and troubles are like this stubborn flea. It will be a wonderful thing to grab one with your fingers, crush the other and watch it burst into blood and make a fart-like sound. If you let your troubles overflow, you will be covered with fleas all over your body. In the end, the living will be defeated by small fleas, leaving no bones left and eaten by fleas.
It's really pathetic. The living finally lost to trouble. What a sad reality. Raise your hand and clap it, and the flea will shake off. You just have to stick to it. There are fleas on your good clothes. Alas! Why are there fleas? Alas!
We live, we just need to think about how to live. Japanese novelist Haruki Murakami said, yes. Since I'm alive, I just want to be human. Just live well. If I can live for a day, I can meet the sunshine and rain, see all kinds of life and taste the ups and downs. Is happiness.
Living one day, getting one day, laughing and crying are all good days, and they are all earned lives. If you think so, there are thousands of good things to live on. You can try to live to death