Selected Works of Classic and Beautiful Prose Part I: A touch of coolness and a touch of lotus fragrance.
The wind swept away, the rain stopped and the flute sounded. Who is charming in the shower?
The flowers are flawless, pink as cheeks and white as jade. At the beginning, there were three or two pieces, full of smiles and shyness, which attracted people's love; Suddenly, they are open, enthusiastic, innovative and smiling; Proudly in full bloom, attacking the water and stepping on the moon, pushing clouds and fog, quiet and dignified, natural and graceful.
The leaves are crystal clear, fluttering like jade, better than elves, and do not touch fireworks. If the cover is like an umbrella, like a blanket, like a skirt, you may stand with your head held high, or bend down with your eyebrows down. The lotus tray is exposed, and the lotus cover is tilted. Floating waves cling to the water, hiding seaweed and playing with fish. Rich, green, gentle, shy and lovely.
After the rain, I felt ashamed. Flowers are fresh and leaves are frivolous. Beautiful flowers shine on the water, and the breeze brings fragrance. The wind is soft, and the feeling is strong. The pond is quiet, Ling Bo dances, dragonflies are attracted by flowers, and frogs rest among lotus flowers. Koi fish occasionally shows his back, and dragonflies fly after the rain. The jade plate exposed outside is crystal clear. Looking back, it is eye-catching, full of fragrance and full of emotion. It is also like a smart note, jumping with the wind and falling beads.
My Fair Lady is by the water. Fairy face, ice muscle jade bone. The handle is blossoming, and Tingting is hired. Smile, the buds shake; A little "bowing", shy and whispering; A little white teeth and bright eyes, dancing and singing lightly; A little flattery, tenderness. Listen gently and warm up. The whispering of leaves is deeply rooted in tenderness; The shallow songs of flowers are full of warmth. Lotus's heart is fragrant. Inhale deeply, the fragrance lingers around the nose, overflowing, refreshing, refreshing, fragrant as fat, reaching out and touching, sticking to clothes; Shallow sniffing, ecstasy, ecstasy, people can't be crazy. Eyes full of coolness, twist a finger of lotus fragrance. If the heart is full of fragrance, it will surely benefit Qing Xiang and become a lotus fairy step by step.
Fish prance and birds play in the water. The bird and the fish looked at each other briefly and were silent. Separated by water, the smoke is boundless. Birds play with fish and jump, which set each other off. Just suddenly looking back, my eyebrows are blurred, like cotton and water, like water is better than cotton, and I clearly feel pity. "Parting will hurt the new guests, but staying together should be lonely. I only hope that when we meet in the next life, I will thank misty rain. "
Birds and fish, like waiting, still say goodbye. Lotus root Meng Han has been thinking, feeling really deep. Right and wrong, how can it be unknown? How can you not know when you are affectionate?
"Beautiful, in his three years, plain sound into ash, who ran aground whose peacock flew southeast? The smoke building is cold, the red fragrance is broken, and the drunken shadow is amazing. Who is whispering about the broken bridge and the snow? The world is lingering, the dreams are endless, and the cold is freezing. Who is dancing, who is not thinking and will never forget? Joking about the rain to draw pictures, chewing the string, sealing cigarettes and candles, who will drain the rain bell? Zhuang Meng, the bright moon on the sea, the warm sky in Lantian, who is worried about whose strings? If the hearts are connected, the horizon is close at hand.
A pipa love song, mountains and rivers blend together. Zen is in love, wind is in dreams, and it hurts when you wake up. Blood bodhi is 108, and acacia is scattered everywhere. Noch's life and death cherish each other, how can it be in the foreseeable future? The Buddha forgot to ring the bell, and the evening breeze forgot to make the moon. Spring blossoms, swallows have not returned, and flowers have not seen red. Touching, touching, birds and flowers, who is whose past life, who is whose present life?
An uneasy gaze, a momentary dream, an eternal thing, light and slow. Hold the pen quietly, read with ink, listen noisily, and realize the Tao with Zen sound. Birds and fish, cardamom in those days, who promised their childhood friends and who promised their eternal life?
Ordinary love, human love, three points cold, seven points warm, is enough. Sleeping with lotus petals, at this moment, next year, whoever is intimate with whom is gentle. Who disturbed the world of mortals and cared about each other. "As soon as you turn around, I will be depressed all my life. Since the harp, why Shengxiao Mo ". Nirvana of birds, yue longmen of carp, determination and determination, phoenix dancing with carp, lotus fragrance disturbing the lotus pond, and coolness filling the pool. Phoenix chases dragons, you chase me. The dream is clear, the heart is fragrant, and the fairy tale is not over.
Dull time, shallow singing; Youth, light dance. The world of mortals in the past, a love that consumes everything, who rendered it with a sentimental violin? The wind and the moon are like smoke, who is attached to the piano and the sound? After years of writing, how many people want to say and have a rest; A quiet beauty, how much world of mortals; The faint fragrance moistens a lot of health. My mind is falling, my ink is pointing, time is spreading, my heart is licking my face, my makeup is faded, and my heart is bubbling. "I don't want to understand deeply, I just want beautiful treasures in my eyes, warm words, sustenance in my heart, and the tide of life. I am safe and on the same side. Eyes full of coolness, twist a finger of lotus fragrance.
A person, a window of the heart, clean water washes the heart, the words are warm, simple and bright, and grow up happily. Love lingering, laugh at the West Lake. You and I, a lotus in the West Lake, stand still in a corner, or open with one heart. Use the prajnaparamita that blooms and falls, and understate it. The charm of the world still exists, the world of mortals is unfamiliar, neither evil nor flattering, neither arrogant nor impetuous, calm and elegant, and does not touch fine dust. However, it moistens the lotus pond and guards the lotus fragrance here with a touch of indifference and independence and a habit of forgiving the world.
Summer leaves fall occasionally, and the moonlight is light. The night is hazy, the shadow is tangible, and there is a shadow in the water. Moonlight kisses lotus, people are quiet and quiet, cool and refreshing, and lotus fragrance touches their fingers. At this time, if the flute is short, it will be very happy. Lotus flowers are full of shadows, clear in mind and fragrant. The breeze blows gently, and the lotus fragrance comes with the song. If it is looming, it will gradually become thicker and lighter, numb and crisp, soft and soft, as if it were not in the brow, but in the heart. The green lotus is breezy, and the red calyx is heavy and purple. The breeze doesn't understand idiotic dreams, but it sends a faint fragrance to overflow the pond.
A moment of joy, such as a lotus drop, is not necessary. Once the most beautiful, never let down; The fallen flowers have gone, and I have never wasted. Not confused, not trapped in feelings, not afraid of the future, not thinking about the past, this is very good.
Youth is not over, gathering and scattering are all clouds, Confucius is "straight eight", Banqiao is confused, Ah Q laughs at himself, you know, I know. There is no need to "wait for tomorrow, find old feelings, send each other in eighteen miles, and face each other across the sea." Eyes, mind, life. Recalling ups and downs, thinking about prosperity, Taoyuan fragrant tea, piano and sound mirror, pure heart to warm, pure and shallow into Zen. It is not surprising that the clouds are light and the wind is light. A little purples dispersed, but it was only a moment. But in eternity, it is a lifetime.
Time, magic, fleeting, don't wander, time is old, youth is no longer. My heart is cold and cool, as cool as a cucumber. Hope, give up? Read, empty? Smile at the flowers, make your eyes cool, and twist a finger at the lotus fragrance.
Books are like immortals and hearts are like orchids. A Brahma is not for understanding the afterlife; Ying Ying's eyes, not for love. Who are you messing with? Surprise who? Who is reciting poems? Who's laughing? Warm books, write, listen to Zen, understand Chinese Buddhism, and cherish flowers. Buddha is born from the heart and stands by the heart. Flowers bloom for fate, and flowers fall for fate. Bodhi refers to, laughs at, and looks at heaven and earth. Who did you finally find? Looking back, smiling, smoky. Shallow worry, shallow overflow. Light thoughts, light eyes.
A Qin a pot of lotus tea, picking the hearts of lotus flowers everywhere, walking in the heart, is happy, wandering back and forth, deeply free, and does not like publicity. Meditation is endless, tea smells decadent, flickering, like the gentle smile of lotus, poised, not thinking carefully, not drinking alone, but fragrant.
Qing hui is full of joy, and the wind is rippling. Before the flowers under the moon, drink lightly. If love is in full bloom, beautiful scenery will come. Fireworks in the world of mortals, life in various ways, time flies, romantic flow, love comes from the heart. Glass years, look at the past, smile, throw yourself into my arms, exceed.
Drunk laugh at the world of mortals for 3,000 games and splash ink on Mo Yanshang. Pillow a petal of lotus fragrance, listen to the rain and talk about time. My heart is restless, but my feelings are awake. The flute sounds three lanes, and people go to the rain to rest, and their hearts are fragrant.
"Destiny is nature, frankness is arrival, and cultivation is teaching". "Human feelings are repeated, the world is rugged, and we can't go anywhere. You should step back. Where to go, you must add one-third of the work. " Reading, understanding, appreciation, thinking and (and) harmony are the most important.
Eyes full of coolness, twist a finger of lotus fragrance. Quiet is born from the heart, and fragrance is born from the heart. The heart is not polluted, and the peace of mind is natural and clear. Light and fragrant, refreshing. The purity of light washes the soul. Let the soul return, full of hope. Pursue a piece of pure land, so that the heart will no longer rain in the next season, so that dreams will no longer break a pool. Restore the true colors of life with a dust-free heart. Leisure, carefree, casual, casual.
Breathe gently and smile gently. Seize every moment, every second and every morning that belongs to you. Time will not go back, a flower can't wither and waste the whole spring, and a setback can't waste your life. The most beautiful you are not born like summer flowers, but in the long river of life, calm and calm. Then, in this changeable world, as long as the sun in our hearts never sets, purity will always exist. Then, let's "keep a cool eye and twist a fragrant finger" to keep a peaceful and bright world. In one's lifetime, only talk about warmth, not sorrow, a trip to mountains and rivers, just one year!
Selected Classic and Beautiful Prose Part II: Women's Warmth and Charm
Warm, I like two words very much, especially in this early spring season when the north wind is howling.
Not too hot or too cold, just right.
Warmth is the red plum in full bloom on the branches of flying snow. A touch of light awakens the dream in the depths of ice and snow and gently calls for the arrival of spring. On the willow branches in early spring, the warmth is a little green, and the spring breeze is floating and surging. Warmth is a little pink in bud, and patches of flying clouds set off the cheeks of spring; Warmth is a pear flower dream flying like snow, bearing the harvest joy of hard fruit farmers; Warmth is the rosy clouds all over the sky when the cloud returns to the boat, and a boat sings Man Cang.
Warmth is the silent care when the fingers are locked, the caring and happy eyes of the mother when the newborn cries for the first time, the myriad expectations of the mother from a distance, the joyful laughter when the family reunites, and the deep affection and love condensed by a table of food; Warmth is the crisp sound of reading on campus, the background of hard-working gardeners preparing lessons under the lamp, the teacher's painstaking efforts, the friendship between teachers and students who send umbrellas in the rain, and the dribs and drabs of mutual help among students?
Warm, but also those who help those in need, have no regrets and go back and forth tirelessly.
This society needs and calls for warmth.
Warmth should also be a person's temperament and a good woman's charm.
A warm woman is good to herself and others. Enthusiastic women will choose a beautiful long skirt and wear it through the poetic rain lane to feel the beauty of Jiangnan; Will soak in a cup of jasmine tea, in the warm afternoon, accompanied by tea and ink to taste the fun between the lines; Will splash ink on the window, copy the charm of art everyone's pen and ink; I will travel aimlessly, just to recall the past and cherish the scenery along the way and the mood of watching the scenery; Will listen carefully to the murmuring rain outside the window and enjoy this quiet moment; Will find an empty place and watch the sunset quietly; I will watch a grand fireworks in full bloom in the dark night sky, so that colorful fireworks will always be treasured in my memory; I will drink wine alone in the quiet midnight and enjoy a simple and quiet life; Will you listen to a soft and soothing music in the silent afternoon and let your mood dance with the wings of music?
A warm woman's heart blooms like a lotus. Warm women will give themselves half an hour to study every day, read a good book carefully, and let their hearts slowly calm and clear; I will write down my inner words in my spare time and tell my feelings. Will take a boat to see the sea, let the roaring sea breeze and turbulent waves clean up the tangled mood, make the mind more open-minded, write a fresh poem, let the roaring waves take it away, and take away the inexplicable boredom in my heart; I will quietly appreciate the rolling clouds in the sky, and I will quietly experience the carefree and unrestrained poet Wang Wei's "I will walk until the water stops me, and then sit and watch the clouds rising in Ran Ran". Clouds and clouds are constantly changing their beauty, and the only constant is the calm heart and tolerance for humiliation; I will go to Tibet with my lover, stand under the seemingly dripping blue sky in Tibet, feel sacred and solemn, and love will sublimate again.
A warm woman loves nature, rural customs and home. A warm woman will go for a walk in the suburbs, and a leisurely time will give her a relaxed and refreshing moment; Will raise a pot of green plants and quietly look forward to the next flower; Will do personalized handwork and experience the joy when the work is completed; Will use their brains and skillfully use old things to make the room have a unique charm under their own skillful hands; Will change the home environment through their own aesthetic concepts; We will be grateful to our parents, because they love us the most in the world.
Warm women, in their spare time, will put aside the noise and troubles of the world, walk into nature in plain clothes, get close to the cool breeze and bright moon, keep company with the flowing water of Qingquan, perceive nature with a peaceful mind, feel the quiet majestic mountains and rivers, feel the silent flexibility and firmness of simple wild flowers in the forest, listen to the smooth and shallow songs of birds, and understand the mental journey of Qingquan on distant mountain roads? Cultivate temperament in the broad and far-reaching mind of nature, and the chaotic mood will gradually become clear, instantly moved and pleasantly surprised. It turns out that life is not heavy. Only by eliminating one's own thoughts can one's mood be clear after the rain.
Warm girl is a school, and the positive energy reflected in her body infects people around her: "Don't do it because of good, don't do it because of evil." With the wind of modesty, the wind of kindness, the positive and enterprising attitude towards life, we will keep our inner indifference, not publicity, not confusion, not hesitation, not drifting with the tide, and always work hard with a passionate heart to be a rational, healthy and mature woman, a free and easy happy woman.
A warm woman will care and cherish those who need help with a soft heart?
Li Yu, a writer in Qing Dynasty, talks about temperament. He said, "Realm", "Realm lies in the human body. There is flame in the fire, light in the lamp, and gold and silver are colorful." When a woman is in state, three points of beauty can be added to seven points, and when a woman is not in state, seven points of beauty can be reduced by three points. It is as bright as fire, as bright as a lamp and as precious as gold and silver. It can be seen that temperament is so important to women, and warmth is one of the most important qualities that women should have.
Warm women are faint orchids, and the fragrance of orchids is in the distance; Is Su Lian, graceful; It is a floating white cloud, light, elegant, quiet and indifferent; It is a graceful poem, restrained and elegant. Warm woman, gently holding a wisp of breeze, slowly opens her mouth. A warm woman is not only beautiful, but also a rhythm, a poem, a light cloud, a "famous song played on Fanjing Ridge", clear, elegant and eternal?
Selected Classic and Beautiful Prose Part III: Sitting in the doorway corridor, just enjoying the moonlight.
After dinner, everyone hurried away! No one said anything about reunion, but everyone went to reunion!
The moon is already high, and all the students playing on the playground are gone. In the office, a lamp slipped out and faintly reflected on the side wall, looking a little white! Someone's coming!
I didn't look up at the railing, nor did I cry for no reason. I only made a cup of scented tea, dragged a stool and sat in the doorway corridor, just enjoying the moonlight, cool!
Inside, on the crowded table, there is a yellow cake, three green oranges and a red pomegranate. I can't express my gratitude for this. Such a woman, when leaving, never forgets to stay alone, spontaneous, but also meticulous.
On the hillside not far away, the moonlight is leaking, the grass has withered, and the shadows are oblique and hazy. Where is the end of the river under the road outside the wall?
Empty yard, closed doors and windows, leaving me alone? Extraordinary drinking flowers and moonlight!
Selected Classic and Beautiful Prose Part IV: Cherish Possession
We often feel that we don't know how to cherish what we once had, and we don't know its value until we lose it. Then why can't you cherish it if you have it? I have read such a story and learned a truth from it.
A child whose mother left him forever on the day he was born. Whenever he sees other children accepting their mother's gifts, he can only sigh and cry silently. One day, when he was wandering in the street with tears, he met an old man, so the old man told him a truth: from the moment you were born, your mother took the whole world as a gift and gave you everything. Isn't that enough? Remember, cherishing what you have is a good reward for your mother.
After reading this story, I understand a truth, that is, cherish what I have. Although the child has never seen his mother, he has everything her mother gives him. This is a kind of happiness. We should know how to cherish what we have. Only in this way will we not regret when we lose it.
Selected Works of Classic and Beautiful Prose 5: The Taste of Life
Life is like a glass of water, simple, leisurely, pure and quiet. It seems ordinary, but it nourishes your life all the time.
Life is like a cup of coffee, which is bitter and has an unspeakable aftertaste. Use it to relieve loneliness when you need it, and you will lose sleep after drinking it. When I have insomnia, I will turn out the midnight when I have been sunbathing and drinking coffee, and my heart will have a particularly sour taste?
Life is like a cup of tea. Hot tea, herbal tea, blazing and tasteless tea are all real tastes.
The first cup of tea, like the intense pursuit of life, because the temperature is too high, we should taste its fragrance bit by bit.
The second cup of tea, with moderate shade, is like tasting your middle age, no longer pursuing luxury and fragrance, and knowing the indifferent taste is like uncovering the hazy layer of life. 7482 19 Mei Wen. com
The third cup of tea, like the old age of life, knows how to manage, let go, let go, walk calmly, treat the world with compassion and return to innocence?
Life is like writing brush characters, walking straight and kind horizontally and vertically, and repairing the mind with one stroke and one painting. If a piece of paper is too full, you will feel tedious. If you know how to leave blank, your life will be full of freedom and flavor, which will increase the aesthetic feeling of artistic conception and charm?
Life is like playing, play with your fingers, but listen to your heart. Black and white keys, ups and downs, just like the ups and downs of life.
Life is like writing, the first stroke is the hardest. Sometimes, I need to put pen to paper after bitter singing, and I always want to have a chance to rewrite it. However, life is not repetitive, and it is doomed from the moment of birth that it cannot be turned back and modified. Only by carefully writing every word and paragraph can the whole article be wonderful.
Life is short, just like a book that is opened and closed. After a wonderful person, let us know why life began and where it came from.