Time is like a net, where you scatter it, there is your harvest. The following is a philosophical essay with modern reading. Welcome to read it. Reading philosophical prose in modern literature: Walking has passed without doubt
Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. When the years slip on my face, when vicissitudes of life pass in my eyes, when helplessness surges in my heart, time flows like water from my fingertips and temples, and I realize that I am 42 years old. Many things seem to have gone away in a flash. The rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar tea has worn away the pride and talent in my bones. Memories of distant childhood and adolescence have faded away, but the scenes of studying abroad when I was young always flashed in front of my eyes. I remember that I had a proud time at school: singing Yue Opera, imitating Song Dandan, being a host, being a literary president and being a competent monitor. At that time, I always felt that forty years old was so far away, so far away from myself. At that time, my classmates unanimously classified me as a strong woman. They thought that my future life should be vigorous, but they didn't want to marry * * * as a mother early after graduation, which was unremarkable! In fact, the years are quiet, and it is good to be stable in this world! Now, the hand of years has led me to the ranks of "no doubt" whether I like it or not. The annual rings of years record the hard work and hard work in order to obtain various certificates, and record the frustration, hesitation and loss of grandmother's pain in ordinary life, and accompany my children to spend that restless youth ...
For men in their forties, they have gone through nearly half a year. A stable working environment, a stable family and a loving wife and children are enough! For women, while being indifferent and stable, they are more concerned about how to keep that face that is no longer young again and again. That is a little dream and pursuit of women, but we have to admit that time is a ruthless makeup artist. No matter how to whitewash it, it is difficult to resist the erosion of time, and flowers can't escape the fading no matter how gorgeous they are! At the age of forty, I entered the temple for the first time because of my daughter's entrance examination. Under the influence of teacher Gao Baoping, I was exposed to Buddhism. The compassion, generosity and tolerance of Buddhism made me know how to face the loss and helplessness caused by the vicissitudes of time, and I was more calm and calm about life.
I understand that after forty, I can change my way of living. To borrow a sentence from Master Wu Lian's Jiedu Red Room: "Understand that others can't give it to you, and you need to experience it slowly by yourself.". In these two years of studying Buddhism, I have met some talented poets, writers, painters and calligraphers, some of whom are younger than me and some are older than me. In my contacts with them, I gradually found that the love for words in my bones has never stopped. I understand that even if life is to make you as tough as weeds, you should not lose your innocence and dreams. I really know what is the most precious feeling in the world and what is the most natural and beautiful scenery. I like to treat every day with a positive and optimistic mood, because I like to be beautiful.
understanding is the most beautiful fate in life.
Understand that a woman can be unattractive, but she must have temperament, self-cultivation and no profound knowledge, but she must have a kind and tolerant heart to warm herself and fragrance others.
Understand that women should be diligent in reading, reading is chatting with wisdom, using other people's experience to grow their wisdom, and turning reading into a habit. Some people say that the world is very beautiful, and if there is no woman, they will lose seven points; Women are very beautiful. If they leave books, they will lose seven points. "I'm full of poetry and books!" As the writer Bi Shumin said: "Books are not rouge, but they will make women's hearts and minds permanent;" Books are not sticks, but they make women powerful; Books are not feathers, but they make women fly; Books are not omnipotent, but they will change women. "
I understand that after forty, I should leave time to my parents, love to my children and tolerance to my lover.
Looking back on 2xx's marriage, I felt * * * in the life as plain as water, and achieved the affection of caring for each other. Time has turned love into a kind of tolerance and agreement, and * * * has a warm, quiet and comfortable home with business. In fact, every woman grows up and matures in marriage, and only in marriage can she understand the true meaning of life. If you can be content with the dullness of marriage, you can enjoy yourself; If you can accept the normality of marriage, you will make every day life interesting. Home, run well and you will be happy! As Bi Shumin said in "Learn to Be Powerful", "Happiness is not so earth-shattering, not so big-fanfare, and it is not a moment that we imagine needs a lot of money and that kind of radiant light. As long as each of us strives for and struggles, we will have our own happiness. "
Unconsciously, I have gone through the colorful spring, crossed the scorching summer, stepped into the fruitful autumn, and will walk in the sunset. Age is the age of a person, but the spirit of a person can be free from the constraints and restrictions of age. As long as there is compassion in his heart, he can look at everything with a quiet heart and enjoy life calmly, just like a orchid in a deep valley, emitting a faint and moist fragrance ... In his spare time, he has long insisted on fitness, listening to music, reading books and writing some words to smear his mood, leaving some life feelings and feelings in his mind.
The life in the forties should be a collection of indifferent, clean and meaningful essays, which shows a quiet and safe life, and races against the clock, without talking about sadness and joy! Simple tea and simple meals are also poetic, and life is not complete. We can only appreciate perfection from regret, and the fate will remain the same, and the fine things in the world will be quiet, the flowers will be gone, the wind will be light, the people will be as light as chrysanthemums, and the mind will be as simple! Reading Philosophical Prose in Modern Literature: Looking back on the passage of time _ _ to our lost youth
The years between our fingers always fiddle with our hearts inadvertently; From time to time, I think of some old times and miss some old people. Suddenly, I find that more and more feelings and warmth come from those old times, and I know more and more that no matter how sorry I was, those beautiful memories come from our youthful years. In fact, we always live the present time with the memories of the past from time to time, and then at a casual moment, we think of the dribs and drabs of the past, and suddenly we are filled with emotions, such as drowning in the throat.
Memories of youth reverberate in the long corridor of memories, but the memory remains the same, but the memory begins to run aground. No matter how time is, we are all children of time, which brings us joy and sadness. Those happy and carefree days are now only left to lament alone. Only then can we deeply realize that nothing in this world is eternal, and regret is always the theme of life. If you know regret, you will know life. Life is a kind of fate, what you deliberately pursue may not be available for life, and the beauty you didn't expect will meet unexpectedly in indifference.
There were too many things that hindered our youth. Looking up at the starry sky, I really want to know how many unknown secrets are behind those shining stars. Now think about how many people come and go in life along the way, and how many are worth remembering. Most of those distant times only leave a pale, fleeting years, how many times we meet can only pass by, and can only leave some faint memories for each other. It's normal to get together and leave in life, and everyone has their own way and direction. So we all bid farewell to youth and marched on our respective journeys.
In recent years, we have been busy running around in our respective cities. Those memories of youth are sad and relieved, but in the end, we all have the present. Standing in the bustling city of JaeHee, we have looked far away countless times, trying to find those dreams. However, except for the tall buildings of reinforced concrete, there are endless traffic and crowded people. The bustling cities leave us with only a desolate heart. In fact, most of us are carrying forward with a load and kicking all the way; There are too many beautiful memories in the past. In those days when we were rebellious, many of us were crazy, noisy, naive and degraded together. At that time, happiness and sadness would be written on our faces, and we would laugh and make fun when we were happy. When you are sad, a person is crying with grievances, or looking for a place where no one is there, yelling at the sky and letting the tears fall. At that time, we didn't need to hide anything, it was the real us. But graduation is a lifetime thing, and youth has finally become our memory.
There are always some sighs. When I want to look back at the roads I have traveled and sort out my mood, I find that everything is in such a hurry that we have no time to cherish and retain it, so we can only hold the memories and slowly linger on the aftertaste. I still clearly remember wearing a new sweater that Jia Jia didn't wear once on myself because I hosted the school's New Year's Day literary performance. So-and-so male students secretly smoked, and in order to avoid the teacher's sudden inspection in the dormitory, they stuffed the burning cigarette butts under the mattress, resulting in burning a big hole in the cotton pad; Naughty, I always like to imitate the tone of every classroom teacher. I remember one night in the classroom, I recited the text in the nasal tone of teacher Lin, but I didn't know that teacher Lin was standing outside the door. Every time we go to the dormitory to turn off the lights, we are still chattering. In short, my voice is the loudest, so that every time the teacher on duty walks to the door of our dormitory, knock knock calls my name and says, "Stop talking and go to sleep"; I remember one exam when my test paper fell to the ground and was copied by the students on the side. The newly assigned beauty teacher Zhou Miaohong insisted that I cheated for my classmates. I was so bold that I argued in front of the school leaders and cried abruptly. As a result, I won. Since then, my name and eloquence have spread all over the campus, so that so many students at the same level or at different levels still remember me and I forgot their names. I remember that our children from the countryside rode bicycles to help Yang's family harvest rice. In fact, our farm work was not very good, but we still did a good job. I remember a gay man who learned that stealing watermelons in the field opposite the school was not found and was complacent; On weekends in summer, we like to climb to the top of the dormitory to listen to the walkman and sing at the same time. Little Tiger and Alan Tam are our idols. Rebellious male students also spy on young teachers to fall in love, so that they still tease those teachers from time to time; I remember that Zhang, a classmate sitting behind me, had a big fight with him because he always messed with my hair. I remember that before the college entrance examination, six of us girls went to Xiaoqin's classmate's house to squeeze into a bed; I don't like geography class, because I was fascinated by our teacher Dai's natural and unrestrained action of drawing the earth with both hands, I began to study geography well ... Time always takes something away mercilessly, and then makes us miss it. When we can't let go and leave no trace, we have the precipitation of these stories, and slowly learn to cherish every sincerity and touch around us, learn to understand and tolerate, do what we can, take the road we should go and meet the people we want to see!
I don't remember it for the sake of remembering it. What is sealed by time can only be unscripted by time. Remember what should be remembered and forget what should be forgotten. As time goes by, so do we. When we walk, some of us lose contact, others come into our lives and live in our minds. We are in a hurry and lose more and more things. When we look back, we can't find our original self. I want years to compile memories of youth into stories, and time to turn sadness into ballads; However, the memory of youth, like chasing dandelions, has no place to live and can't find a home. For example, lonely people always like to take a lonely journey and tell their hearts to strangers.
There are countless origins in everyone's life. We all met at the first time, but we didn't meet at the end. As a result, the lost years pale our memories. Looking back on our youth, things have changed. Learn to forget and give up, and our lives will continue. Quiet, detached! Memories quietly, happy and comfortable! Philosophic Prose in Modern Chinese Reading: Loneliness is the Best Value-added Period
When you are young, you are afraid of loneliness, but when you are old, you want to be alone.
I saw a friend write a sentence in a circle of friends. My friend is thirty-five years old and has just had a baby. He said, I gradually understand why many men sit in the car and smoke a cigarette every time they come home. Because when you get home, you become a father and a husband. You are the pillar, Optimus Prime and Mu Tiezhu, but you are not yourself.
I was very sour when I saw this sentence written by my friend. I can especially understand a person's desire for solitude as he grows up. With a career, a team and a family, I have a strong sense of responsibility and less time to be alone. At that time, I always think of my youth and infinite yearning for the future in the dead of night.
Loneliness is the best value-added period. Unfortunately, the time spent alone will eventually disappear with our age.
I remember a friend preparing an English debate contest some time ago, because he needed to consult a lot of materials and recite a lot of proper nouns. As a result, he loved to play, and he couldn't get through the phone for more than three months. Later, I learned that he went to a quiet place and rented a house. Every day, in addition to checking information, he talked to himself in English against the wall over and over again.
it's almost a split personality in the back.
Luckily, he won the best debater in the debate that year.
He said that only paranoia can create Excellence. And I said, because of those lonely times, he created an outstanding one.
Many amazing things in this world are thought of by one person when he is lonely or hungry. Teamwork is very important, but the details of cooperation, division of labor and goal plan are all thought of by one person when he is lonely.
loneliness is the best value-added period.
During my years as a teacher, I met many people who were unkempt and prepared for exams. During this time, they cut off the outside interference and left useless social activities. They went out early and went back to the library to occupy a place every day, and it became a luxury to listen to the teacher's class with coffee and refreshing drinks, or even to make a phone call. They only occasionally reported their safety to their parents. After a few months of lonely time, they worked hard and did their best, and the results were not bad.
people should not be afraid of loneliness, but should be afraid of wasting lonely time.
I have a friend, a Cheng Xuyuan, who quit his job last year because he didn't like his job. He hasn't looked for a job for a year. We are all particularly worried about his status. When will you look for a job?
he said with a smile, don't worry.
I asked, why not hurry?
he said, I still have some savings, which can last for a year.
I continue to ask, that can't be such a death, right? What if I spend it all? Should I at least find a job first?
he shook his head and said, I'm really in no hurry. How much time can I do nothing like this in my life?
I didn't speak, and we haven't heard from each other for a long time. It took me a year to know what he was capable of: in gapyear this year, he took a driver's license, lost 2 pounds in fitness, read more than 1 books, and took the CPA exam by himself, which made him successful.