If I had the life of a mustard seed, I hope to have confidence in life. When the breeze comes, I want to dance with it.
Maybe I am small, maybe I am ordinary, maybe a breeze can decide my destination. But I am willing to believe and accept my fate, so I don't have to envy or sigh. This is life, and life should be like this. In this way, the world, life and everything become simple and beautiful. Even if it is trampled, even if it is burned, rebirth is my belief, and the new green land is my duty, and everything goes with it. This is the simple inscription of life.
Yes, I am a mustard seed, just like a craftsman in Shen Fuyu's works. We are in a barren land, equally small and equally tenacious. We uphold the belief in life and strive for survival and the road ahead with a simple mentality of "I am covered with cloth" and "I was born in the countryside". Life is a blank, and our existence is just a simple sketch on this blank canvas. Life will be dull after all, but it will always be simple and beautiful.
If there is a flower in my life, I don't want to just live brilliantly. I prefer to think about the meaning of my existence with a rational thinking.
Perhaps, I will miss the past, thinking that I am still the bud of struggle, soaked with tears of struggle, or the hard course of blood and rain sacrifice. Maybe I think about the future, I think that I am in full bloom, I am in full bloom, I am withered ... Life should not be a simple cycle, I would rather believe in my own thinking than life. I don't want to be a grandstanding rose or a charming peony. On the contrary, I'd rather be a sunflower painted by Van Gogh, or a begonia flower awake at four in the morning. Life should not be simple, I have my own wonderful.
If I have the life of a tree, I can respect the simple faith of life, keep a careful distance from life, and everything will follow.
It is true that I have had the ups and downs of grass seeds and the contemplation of life like flowers. Every stripe on every leaf of mine is my understanding of life and my experience of the world.
Unfortunately, there is no if. I am a mediocre person born in this restless world. My life may be like grass, flowers or trees, but it always has its extraordinary connotation. ...
Finally, the dust boils down to one sentence: the world is complex, and when you face it with faith, it is simple; When you face it with a thoughtful attitude, it is rich. ...
If you often tell me that it is naive to like to recall, people who really know life will not waste time recalling. I want to say that right and wrong are meaningless. If you like it, that's good.
People have different lives. If they are all the same, how can we talk about life?
If there are no memories, what can we do to pay homage to fleeting youth? After many years, when we get together again, can't we sit side by side and no one will mention those who have had the same experience? Leave that familiar person in front of you, but you can only listen to him talk about things you never knew. I couldn't say a word, but bowed my head and smiled.
Memories are precious and worth cherishing. Those photos, those messages, those joys and sorrows caused by someone, the girl who has been chasing for a long time but has not caught up with her, are all beautiful.
You like to focus on the present, and I like to recall the beauty of life. No one is wrong. You pay attention to the present bit by bit, and I pay attention to the past. I know the past can't be rewritten, but those pasts have made me stronger.
I have never denied the past. I like to face it. Just like the waves facing the rocks, even though they know they will be smashed into pieces, they are fearless and eventually turn into bubbles. Blink of an eye, I returned to the light blue ocean and continued to drift with the tide. I have cried, laughed, lost and crazy, but when it comes to memories, it becomes a short-lived beauty.
Those who spent some time with you and performed a prosperous time together, but left in a hurry, all have their own lives. Maybe after that farewell, they will never see each other again, leaving only the ups and downs that * * * experienced together. Even if we are destined to meet again in the future, if there are no memories, we can only be caring and attentive. Next, we don't know what to say. Finally, after a simple goodbye, we went our separate ways, leaving nothing behind.
Our life is only a few decades. It sounds long, but it's easy to lose. Unconsciously, it passed, without memories, and when I was old, I had to wait for death.
I yearn for a quiet and interesting life. I can record every bit of my life in my spare time, so that there will be something to remember later, not a blank. I don't know how many of those memories can be remembered, and I don't know how many people, like me, don't want to recall the youth that was watered with laughter and tears, and that year's XXX. She appeared and stayed with me for a long time.
I think, when I recall the bits and pieces of experience together, whether it is happiness or pain, I will indulge in those outdated memories and don't want to wake up. ...
I am a person who likes to express my feelings in words, because I know that one day, I will be old, my hands and feet will be ineffective, my eyes will be blurred, my hair will be white, and my brain will not work well. At least I have recorded those things, and those precious and beautiful things will be mentioned again one day. Tears wet my eyes and blur my vision. I still have that warm feeling in my heart, so that I won't find traces of the past one day.
The rest is called memory; What can't be left can only be called in the past.
If you have no memory, what kind of life are we talking about?
If it's raining outside the window, sitting alone in a small building, making a pot of idle tea, and safely holding the freshly-burned reflux tower incense permeates the whole bedroom; Several cases, several volumes of poems, whole poems, and several frequently read books are arranged neatly. The tune of "Dream in the Garden" is floating in the air, and I am not surprised and uneasy about the surrounding environment.
"It's as beautiful as a flower for you, like water. Answer this question, look around and feel sorry for yourself in the quiet boudoir. "Such gentle words, like the afternoon breeze, are beautiful and elegant.
"One person is a poem, and two people are paintings." The most beautiful scenery in the world always needs company. Even if you are sad and disappointed, you should have no regrets. But in Leaves are the Invitation of Winter, Zhu Chengyu's youth missed her.
When they met in the teahouse, he was handsome and young, and she was elegant and affectionate. Her eyes may have inadvertently caught a glimpse of him, so she gently touched Zhu Chengyu's heartstrings and never calmed down again. Perhaps love at first sight is like this, just because of one look and one action, it is haunted by dreams. She is like a beauty in Dimfragrance, elegant and quiet. Her body fragrance and the temperature of her fingers are in the tea. Of course, he didn't want to swallow it in one gulp, but took a sip for fear of missing this beautiful romance. Her breath will remain in his mind forever and he can't forget it.
A few years later, he came to the teahouse again, hoping to see the beauty in Luoyi Middle School again. She's fine. It's just that the indifferent years have given her unhappy family, but she smiled and stabbed him with a smile.
Time flies, and he comes to the teahouse again with her memory. Not only does he wonder, does the taste of Bingxin's tea still exist? A cheerful countenance does not understand personnel changes. She left him with a smile and never existed again.
He cried. He hates the ruthlessness of time and makes her old; He hated disease control and took her away. He hated his indecision when he was young. Maybe he approached her at that time, accosted her, and let them join hands to grow old together. She would have a different life.
He said, may the plum blossoms on earth not fall too fast. She said that meeting is a song, and you and I are walking together. He regrets young people: when you are young, please talk about a love; If not, please pray that the plum blossoms in the world will not fall too fast.
What a beautiful mistake, how can you bear to blame, how can you bear it? But beauty, beautiful sadness, sad beauty.
All encounters in the world are long-lost reunions in previous lives. In previous lives, I still remember that time. People who pass by in a hurry are destined to belong to you, and even if they pass by, they will never meet again. Only when they are in a completely consumed love can they slowly return. Please be kind to the people around you, pay sincerely, and be worthy of friendship.
If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind.
(Text/Lin)
If there is no if in life, there are too many realities, too many tragedies and too much pain in life.
If she and I were not born in the same place, then we wouldn't know each other, and we wouldn't want to fall in love, let alone fall in love.
If I hadn't come into her life, we wouldn't have become so sad, let alone sad.
If I hadn't added her QQ, we wouldn't have contacted, talked or cared about each other.
However, she and I were born in the same place. We have known each other since childhood. We have loved each other since childhood, and we really dreamed of that day since childhood.
But now that I have entered her life, we can never live together. From then on, the two of us were silently sad and silently suffered the pain brought by love.
Perhaps this is our destiny, which can never be changed, even if there is, it is also a kind of if. Maybe it was a mistake for us to be together. If it is really a mistake for us to be together, I wish I had been wrong all along. Perhaps our love itself is a kind of injury, an incurable injury.
I have too many now. But this is only if.
I really love her in my heart, although she chose to give up and leave. She said she didn't want to see the future, don't want to see the future parting scene, and don't want to hurt me. But why don't you understand me? I just want to be with you and spend the short decades of my life together. If we are together in the future, even if I am scarred all over, I will still be very happy and happy. Because the happiness of my life is to be with you.
But all this can only be used by me. If you don't give up, if you don't leave, if you don't break up But this is only if.
If life prose 5 if, life meets again,
I have to look you in the eye,
Say a cryptic word:
In fact, I have always loved you.
If life meets again,
I have to be careful,
Don't let the shadow turn red, it's hard to find,
Don't let heartache and regret last the rest of your life.
If life meets again,
I will definitely put aside gossip,
No longer disguise yourself with silence,
Only let the tears of happiness drift between the two places.
If life meets again,
I'd like to live in a forgotten alley,
Dressed in plain clothes, waiting for you quietly,
Waiting for you to step into the spring in the world of mortals.
If life meets again,
I will leave my mark on the title page of each season,
Since then, I have kept Bodhi in my heart.
Turn all singing into a long time.
If life meets again,
I have to cook a pot of colchicine every day.
Drinking with you in a group,
Indulge in every night breeze.
If life meets again,
I will never let love stop breathing,
I want to look at you with eternal beauty,
Watching the sunset on every path go down together.
If life meets again,
I'm no longer allowed to stay alone in the dark,
Even if I get old,
Let every wrinkle become the mark of loving you.
If life prose 6 is unclear through today's mind, follow this quiet fantasy about the future I am about to choose.
The first cold this year, without warning and precaution, gave myself an empty time to think about what I was pursuing. I want to thank this cold for giving me fragile and sensitive nerves and giving me insight into some feelings that I usually ignore!
At four or five o'clock in the morning, I suddenly caught a cold and couldn't sleep. My throat is stuck, dry and hard to swallow, and my nose is like a non-stop water valve. At that time, I thought, if someone gave me a cup of hot water, I would be grateful and stayed up until dawn.
I just called in sick, cooked a pot of rock candy Sydney, and kept drinking it. My voice recovered, and some things came and went quickly.
The dog barking outside the window reached my ears, and the disappearance of the house made me feel at a loss, lonely and helpless. I actually outlined my sad future:
At the age of struggle, I chose to muddle along. I have heard the saying that "life balance theory" is not always happy or happy, but is directly proportional to sadness and pain. I worked very hard to prove it! I married an ordinary man and gave birth to one or two children. I didn't have a job, and I passed a traditional housewife. I have no hobbies, no friends and no passion for life. My husband is an employee of a company, and the whole family depends on him for food and clothing. After a long time, our life can't afford a ripple, but it's still so dull and muddle along. After many years, the children are getting older and older, and they keep complaining to us about why other children can survive. I don't know how to answer these questions. I can't tell them that your mother's laziness caused the present life.
What children have to do in school every day is to get up in the morning, go to the vegetable market to buy food and cook, send their children to school, go home to wash clothes and cook and clean the room. In a blink of an eye, it's time for children to leave school again. They are like nannies. When children go to school, time is empty and they don't know what they want to do. They wasted their lives, and every day they felt that life was boring. The center of every day is the child's husband. We often worry about money and ask him for living expenses every day. Although I lost my dignity for the same home, he felt that home was just his burden and made him feel breathless. He has been depressed, depressed, and finally one day, he collapsed and indulged, and all the dissatisfaction and disgust in his heart poured out like a volcano. In this way, our marriage ended in vain and our children were pitied. Is this really the future I want? Thought of here, I can't help but feel chilling!
I need another option:
I overcame laziness. I didn't run away from anything, but faced up to the difficulties. Gradually, I developed a good attitude. No matter what happens, I am fearless, confident and proud. Constantly enrich their professional knowledge and strive for the cause. Every day, because of my dream, my heart is not empty, and I have the courage to stand up. After a long time, I became connotative, charming, successful and peripheral. I am proud! In the future, I will run my own company, manage my own employees, have a husband who matches me and have a warm and happy home. I won't argue about money. I travel to many places every year, broaden my horizons, let my children grow up without any constraints, have their own hobbies, practice calligraphy and yoga in my spare time, maintain my face, and let myself have a body and health envied by thousands of people!
Moving towards a better future is what I really want to pursue. I love me like this and live for myself! No one should lose self-esteem. My dream is to be happy, elegant, dignified, noble, gentle and considerate ...
People who have dreams and keep fighting for them will never be empty. I don't know if my choice and direction of action are correct. I only know that the future is unknown and there are infinite possibilities. Don't let the future you regret it. If you live, you will live a wonderful life!
Unwilling Ordinary
If you have spent most of your life looking back, there are always many regrets. If life could be repeated, what would we do?
Golden childhood is the most innocent and happiest time in life. I was born in the early 1960s. Although the years are not good, I have lived a carefree life since childhood because of my father's Excellence, my mother's diligence and the love of my brother and sister. It was really a golden childhood. However, when I was a teenager, my mother needed to go back to my hometown to take care of my grandparents, and my father was busy at work, so I learned to take care of myself. As a teenager, I am proficient in laundry and cooking. My favorite thing is to change the layout of my home every once in a while, so I have a new feeling and freedom. If I want to start this period again, I still cherish the road I have traveled. Children nowadays are too tired, and childhood and adolescence are not fun at all.
If I want to say sorry, I really have to say that after I entered high school, I was smart in reading, not solid in learning basic skills, partial to subjects and playful. I stopped going to school a month before I entered the university, and I went fishing for toads with a bamboo pole every day. As a result, my college entrance examination results were not satisfactory. If I can do it all over again, I really want to study hard, because knowledge is too important for a person's life and I regret not going to a decent university.
After taking part in the work, I am quite satisfied with my performance. I study hard, work hard, study professional knowledge hard, do my job well, love my job and behave appropriately.
It's just that there are quite a few emotional twists and turns. If love can start over, I want to re-plan my life. First of all, I want to improve myself. I know everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I am not good at everything, which shows that I am not serious and single-minded. And I can't control my emotions, I have a bad temper, and I am not calm when I meet something. This is my greatest weakness. If I get rid of these shortcomings, I will be unable to control myself.
As fate would have it, you are the water and I am the mountain, always in my heart, you are the cloud and I am the wind, always following you, full of poetry, endless love stories, endless heartfelt words, my heart throbs with your warm eyes, and love flows with time. This is my life dream.
In real life, such pictures often appear, but the owner is changing in different ways. It seems that she loves you very much On the surface, her feelings are not single-minded. In fact, it is caused by the diversity of life. People have advantages and disadvantages. There are no perfect people in the world, which makes people want to read others. I really want to have a pure love, which will always interweave the feelings of two people and never give up. After this wonderful life, can this life be repeated?
If life is in a hurry, the city will be less inert and more urgent. The flashing of neon lights makes the streets less depressed and more longing. Even the skyscrapers that have sprung up are decorated with enchanting charm, less dense and more eager for life. However, everything faces its proper form one by one. Only me, wandering at this fork in the road.
If there were any ifs in life, would you remember the little girl from other places who was fired by you because she was forced to cut her wrist by life? Do you remember the single mother who was beaten all over with blood and lost her mind overnight for the custody of her child? Do you remember the mother who worked so hard to raise you, but was thrown away by you and rolled her eyes by her neighbors? Do you still remember that fat sister who was laughed at coldly by you all her life and felt inferior and didn't dare to face people? Remember that handsome guy who was instigated by you to take drugs and had a shallow relationship with the bookstore? Do you remember that big family that killed each other because of your selfish brother? Do you remember? Do you remember? Do you remember?
I divide my life into four stages, chasing my dreams. Get a confession of lost memory.
Chasing dreams. This kind of enthusiasm is synonymous with many emotions, such as sustenance, desire, greed, persistence, desire ... The essence of everything has a source, and it will not appear out of thin air or disappear out of thin air. The so-called sustenance is the expectation of a generation, and the heavy responsibility is on the shoulder, which is an unshakable hope. Desire comes from the heart, a beautiful vision of the spiritual world, and seeking that indifference on an unknown road. Greed means never asking yourself if you are suitable, just letting your heart give you a long-lost peace of mind about this illusory world. Never ask if it's enough, just enjoy it. Perseverance is knowing what you want. Know your heart. Seek the answers hidden in your heart. No fear, no retreat. And desire is to face this colorful world and enrich your illusory pursuit.
Lost is a word with strong color. In this game of life, winners and losers are never the final destination of fate. But your own interpretation. Let this seemingly ups and downs of notes be less arrogant and more speculative, and the elegance on the way is less long-lost catering. Like a reed swaying among reeds, there is no alternative but to let the wind take away the unscrupulous waiting.
In my memory, the misty sand rippled in the air, the messy paper on the desk of camphor wood color, the shallow jasmine fragrance mixed with the dust rendered by the aristocratic family at this time, and there was still a trace of gloom. ...
Confess. What geometric time is life in a hurry? After all, the end of this life will be a gorgeous funeral, and the moment it shines is the projection of life, whether it is deep or shallow, whether it is a disaster or a blessing, and it will not be realized by the world in the end. At this moment, I regret the past and feel disappointed. I only use my life's faith to understand things in the world, repent this life and bid farewell to this life. There is no reason to drink.
If there is an accident in life, we will not hide our fame, influence the world, mourn the death of the mourners, bid farewell to the gorgeous sunset and regret the silent sea of flowers. ...
Life is nothing more than a curtain call, bidding farewell to this life and repenting of the previous life.
If we say that life is a practice, it is as gorgeous as mink, or as simple as Ge Yi. Along the way, suddenly looking back, all mink, fur and Ge clothes have become pillows, which condensed the long river of memory. What did you catch in the waterless years? The hourglass of time sifts through glitz, what precipitates?
When I was ignorant, I thought that "outstanding life" was a grand feast, "I will climb the wind and break the waves one day" was an intangible maturity, and "Iron Horse Glacier Dream" was the most gorgeous life. After several rounds of reincarnation, I realized that the simplest life is to "walk to the water and stop at my path, and then sit and watch Yun Qi", greet the morning glow out of Dongshan, send the sunset glow to the West Building, sleep with the moon and count the stars. Seeing Wan Shanhong Xiangyuan, you are already throbbing; You have been obsessively watching the waves rise and fall in the river ... you have turned every drop of sweat into rain in order to moisten the leaves and charm the flowers. Perhaps, it is just a rainbow skirt falling in the dust, covered with colorful dresses and colorful makeup. In a flash, I was slightly drunk, confused and intoxicated, and the wind was blowing in Xu Lai, and the orchestra was also playing. Just a moment later, my dream grew old.
Life can only be called "life" if it is alive. Body, soul, that's all. If you divide your life into height and length, what choice will you make at the turn of the century? Tall and long, as a child of the season, Jiang Yang has a broad mind and a superhuman life, leaving a bright future for future generations. Wonderful! If you can't have it both ways, then choose the length instead of the height, because the length has witnessed the vicissitudes of life. Spring, red, autumn and yellow have become the "drunken shadows" under your eyes, and the winter snow in xia yang is just the "Long song" under your feet. It is not worth the loss to take the high and abandon the long. If you have a flash of light and lose the power to read the world, isn't it worth the loss?
A love that consumes everything, a place full of fragrant tea, with two points and a yellow spot. Who made "Flying Flowers Order"? It's eloquent. Who said that the world is impermanent?
The eagle has wings in the sky, the fish has wings in the shallow bottom, and people are persistent in the world.
A century is not short, that is, 100 spring and autumn cycles. A century is not long, that is, the crease of wrinkles, neither short nor long, that is, we just met. If you and I have witnessed the years, then, just like the dawn of a century, hold each other's hands tightly and never part.
If we can make an appointment in life, then we will stay together until the age of 100, and live an indifferent life to our parents, lovers, brothers and sisters, friends and children. I don't know who I was before I was born or after I died. When I was practicing nirvana, I had an epiphany in a trance.
Life is like a spring dream, but it is fleeting. We make a contract for love: meet for a hundred years and live for a hundred years.
The autumn rain is continuous, and a pot of old wine is mellow for a hundred years. I wish Taijun flowers are mixed, and the cliffs are red and cloudy.
If you love, please love deeply, if you love, please cherish, if you love, please cherish our fate. If love is a drop of rain, it will turn into a sweet spring to moisten each other's hearts. If love is a ray of sunshine, can it take me to a better tomorrow?
If love is still there, are you still waiting for me? If life were to start over, would you still come with us? If life is good, will you let me choose again? ...
The wind is blowing, the rain is falling, and the heart is flying, flying far away. Can you find the beauty of the seemingly beautiful scenic spot in the distance?
Things are different, looking back and smiling, leaving color in the pen and eternity in the pen. Write about yourself and your real life. The lake is rippling, the lake is rippling, and the lake seems to understand what it is thinking.
The environment can be changed, but the beautiful scenery missed in life can no longer be owned. Ink-stained years are cold, a touch of flowers without rain, a touch of flowers without words, why is life so sad? How can we get rid of it?
If life can start over, if flowers are always so bright red, if we are destined ... people are always thinking about things beyond their power. There are no ifs and buts in life ... what is the beauty of life? What is the highlight of life?
No matter whether the reality smiles at you or is cruel, you should know that there is no once in life, and there is no if. Only after experiencing life and walking the road of life can we know that the word "life" is so heavy!
If I hadn't missed the train, I think the road of life would be another road of life. Although there are thousands of roads in life, I miss the most beautiful scenery in front of me. If life makes me choose again, I will choose to cherish each other. Life is too short to seize opportunities. Once lost, you will never have it again. A moment, a lifetime, is actually a rush. Life is like a dream and dust is like a cloud. How can you let the road of life go again?
Dance lightly and dream with your heart. How many times have you had yesterday's glory and lost today's glory?
How many ifs are there in life? If life can start all over again, will it still be full of stars and moons, or will it be difficult? Run all the way to the other side of your victory What kind of life we choose, we choose what kind of life. The society we live in is mixed, and sometimes we really don't know what kind of life to find to spend safely.
Some people say that life is just a doll in their own hands, and life is spent in the desire to play. Living in a false world, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, but it is directed by others, money and reality. Who should I trust? Who needs it? Facing the secular vision, we chose to escape, obey, follow the trend and go with the flow.
The aura of the road of life belongs to everyone who is moving towards the road of life with heart. Life is also a big classroom. In this classroom, you know how to fight the storm and how to sail. Life is a long and tortuous process. Life is like a tree, under which we enjoy the cool and shade. The road of life is always to walk by yourself, without too many ifs, too many assumptions and a real reality; There is no if in life, only efforts, to strive for, to strive for their own sky, to strive for their own paradise, to strive for their own colorful share.