Ink painting makes me more brilliant.
Trees grow early in late spring, and ink painting and painting look at each other, and I can never get tired of seeing them.
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When I was six years old, I was fascinated by the ink on my grandfather's desk.
"Grandpa, what is this?" I asked grandpa curiously. Grandpa smiled all over his face, held me in his arms and said, "this is ink, ink for writing, ink!" Ink is' solidified'. " Then, grandpa picked up a brush, and when he mentioned it, a correct word stood in front of my eyes. I only remember at that time, I was in grandpa's arms, and the ink was on the paper. This is the most beautiful ink painting.
A few years later, I began to learn China's calligraphy. The teacher always put the pen gently on the paper and wrote amazing words with that unique skill. But after I studied boring strokes hard, my handwriting was still crooked. My heart is as cold as cold water.
Don't be a gentle woman, tell me. Calm down and do everything well. I looked at the most important ink in the inkstone, and the gentle woman was smiling at me, so I calmed down and continued to feel the guidance given by the ink, gradually. I also wrote a correct word. People's' coagulation' seems to be reflected here.
I remember a few months ago, the carefully prepared recitation contest was cut down because of the number limit.
When I came home with resentment, the paper and ink on the table relieved my anger. I picked up a pen and wandered around on the paper, but I didn't know how to collect it. My emotions exploded completely.
The ink in the inkstone, I calmed down and looked at him.
It's just a little competition. Am I too stingy for Mo Qing? Looking back from ancient times to the present, it is amazing that the ancients used a pen to walk the dragon and snake. Has anyone praised ink painting?
After a pause, I picked up my pen again and wrote these words in green ink. I smiled happily. I looked at the ink and kept silent.
The company of ink painting and painting has become a part of my life. The solidification of ink was reflected in his silence. Mo taught me more than that, that is, "I have forgotten what I want to say."
For the rest of my life, I will carry a wisp of ink and forge ahead.
Reading makes me more talented.
The breeze lifted the plain curtains, revealing large red clouds in the sky. The breeze poured in, and the house was full of ink. I took a deep breath of the air I was fascinated with, and then slowly spit it out, leaving only the sound of pages turning uneasily in my ears.
I stared at the yellowed pages, and there was a mellow smell inside. Suddenly, there was only a blank around, and the air was mixed with faint ink.
I am stupefied to explore, what am I looking for? Or, what is calling me? The empty world is boring. I didn't say anything, I walked slowly under my feet, and the fragrance was still circulating around me.
Suddenly, vague words appeared in the dazzling white. I got a fright and stood at my feet: Really? That's it! That's what I was looking for. The misty fog covered my eyes, but I kept breathing the humid air mixed with Chen Xiang. I was shocked and rushed to the unknown.
The fog gradually dissipated, revealing a green corner ahead. I was overjoyed and ran to it! But suddenly, there was a harsh cicada singing in my ear. I suddenly looked up and found that nothing had changed. Conan was just a dream. The ink in the air is getting stronger and stronger, the red clouds outside the window have disappeared, but Ziyun is floating leisurely.
Sometimes, there is a thin line between dreams and reality. Just like Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, I wonder whether Zhuang Zhou dreamed of becoming butterflies or butterflies dreamed of becoming Zhuang Zhou. Really? Who knows? I erased the distractions in my heart and said: what remains unchanged is the book that accompanied me all the way.
Reading is like drinking tea. A pot of good tea is used by some people to quench their thirst. After drinking two or three mouthfuls, they will see the bottom, unaware of its taste; Some people taste it slowly, consider it carefully, and send it to their mouths with a burst of fragrance. During the period, the taste is changeable, which is really sad! The same is true of reading. I don't think people who take reading as their task will read much. Calm down, put aside worldly things and hold a book. It's also fun!
On my long and short life, I am accompanied by a faint book fragrance. The joy and interest in reading can't be expressed in words. Books, like a quiet path, lead people to the vast sky; Books, like a blue sea, make people intoxicated in this blue; Books are like a little firefly, guiding people who are lost in the dark ... They bring me a pure world, a free sky and a soothing fragrance.
Reading, reading is not only words, but also a state of mind and self-cultivation.
Reading gives me a good mood, reading makes me more brilliant!
Challenges make me more brilliant.
A leaf boat is as steady as Mount Tai in the stormy waves because of its heavy load, and a peasant woman is ill-fated and healthy because of her heavy load. Similarly, each of us will have a wonderful life because of her proper load.
On the journey of life, if the burden of life is too light, if you are pampered and live well, you will be spiritually empty, confused and bored. This kind of life is of little value.
Liu Chan shouldered the great trust of his father and country, but turned the mountain of heavy responsibility as light as a feather, leaving a laughing stock of happiness. Tang Xuanzong was a king. Under the excellent situation of national prosperity and national security, he was devastated and almost lost his country in the racket. A life without burden is like a dead leaf. As long as the breeze blows gently, it floats in the wind, while a loaded life is as solid as a rock, regardless of the east, west, north and south winds.
Czech writer Milan Kundera once said: "Everyone can bear all the heavy pressures and burdens, which will make people live an open and full life. The most unbearable thing is just comfort. " If a person is relaxed and idle without any pressure, he will slowly wear off the edges and corners and passivate his interest in idleness. Such a life will only be accompanied by emptiness, loneliness, loneliness and sadness.
The process of life is not dancing lightly, drinking tea at the Accord, or taking a vacation on the beach. The meaning of life lies in carrying forward and bravely assuming various responsibilities. Although the life with heavy load will experience all kinds of hardships and misfortunes, such hardships and misfortunes will become your most precious wealth, make you more resilient, and let your name cross the historical night sky like a dazzling meteor, and be fixed in the beautiful eternity of the people's hearts.
In life, some people pursue leisure, but Ren said that they are most afraid of having nothing to do. Some people are afraid of the harsh environment in Tibet, but Kong Fansen has volunteered to help Tibet for more than ten years; Some people rush to big cities after graduating from college, but Xu Benyu devoted his youth to education in poor mountainous areas. Years have brought real touch. Although they went through hardships, they filled their lives with flowers. A life with a heavy burden is doomed to suffering and loftiness; A comfortable life is destined to be rich and mediocre.
Why are flowers so gorgeous? Why is the sword so sharp? Why is Haiyan so vigorous? Because they have experienced cold, tempering and wind and rain. The heavy burden does not crush people's strong backbone, but makes our life more exciting, brighter and stronger.
Friend, don't be afraid that the burden will find you, and don't worry that the suffering will find you. Life is strong because of the load, and life is wonderful because of the load. Let's meet the challenge bravely!