Prose: Look at the fleeting fireworks lightly and enjoy the rest of your life quietly.

Author: Mozi

Sometimes, I feel that life begins with poetry, flowers and bones, and a misty rain. It is poetic and beautiful, and my mood is very cool.

Sometimes, I feel that life just flies by. When desire steals the fireworks from the world, it is also shattered by loneliness. Some beautiful things are too late to count. With the passage of time, those years that have no time to savor are only nostalgia and memories.

It's also a bit like watching a fire from across the bank, but I don't know that the spreading fire is close at hand. For an instant, I felt that I was dancing with the fire again.

I can't help but sigh that life is too short, how many past events are unbearable, and how many have drifted away.

Time flies, time flies. Whitehead looked at each other and planned to do nothing. It's like seeing an old friend again. Things have changed over the years. This has always been the case. Memories of the past can be seen, but not left behind. They are natural and eternal, and life is impermanent. Although time has no wings, it flies fastest and walks most urgently.

When people reach middle age, they are most afraid of "having sorrow in their hearts and not knowing where they are".

The best attitude towards life, as Tao Yuanming said in the biography of Mr. May 6th: "Don't care about the poor, don't care about the rich." If life gives you a sour lemon, just keep smiling and turn it into lemon juice to quench your thirst.

But we should also "not worry about the past, not worry about the future." The heart is like flowers and trees, born in the sun, and every step is at your feet.

I like to live completely, just like the wind. I come and go with a little tenderness and indifference, but I never hide anything.

Life scenery I like the most beautiful colors and lights, the stage of life, I like every role that life has given me, and I try my best to play it well.

When people reach middle age, they should take responsibility. One is to make their life not pale, and the other is to make people who care about themselves feel happy.

Look down at bloom's fallen flowers, walk in life and move on with heavy steps.

I remember when I was a child, I wanted to be hugged when I took two steps. In youth, whether you are eager to travel far or walk freely, you are wandering; After middle age, I went inland, with love, affection, dreams and responsibilities, not forced by life, but my own choice.

Even if you live according to your own choice, there are some necessities in middle age, but you always refuse to stop when you clearly want stability.

I often stand on the shore of the fleeting time, listening to the light rain, watching the falling flowers and smelling the fragrance. With the breeze, I feel lonely for half a pot, worry for two or three, brew wine and drink slowly.

Then, I understand that the so-called happy time is insignificant in the secular fireworks, in the dream of time and in the fragrance of flying dust.

Perhaps, nothing is better than a dream, and nothing is more weighty than a responsibility. Take dreams as a horse, live up to youth, and have dreams and responsibilities in life.

We only come to this world once, and we are no longer young. Riding to the ends of the earth, carefree people, will not do it again.

Love and life, respect the passage of time. In a handful of dawn and dusk, continue to write the most beautiful romantic days with deep affection and mood.

Standing in the world of mortals, staring at the lights on, the stars and the moon rising, staring at the thin wind, the flowers around the shoulders, staring at the white clouds coming and going, the artistic conception is distant, staring at the time flies, and life is full.

Staring, the sky is old and the years are old. But I have no regrets, just don't let troubles crowd out happiness, and don't let noise drown out smiles.

Middle age is like autumn, and I keep talking in the loneliness of autumn water. In fact, some words don't need to be said, and some words don't want to be said. There is nothing wrong with living a simple life. Life is just a subtraction, deleting complexity and leaving beauty.

Every life is a process of ups and downs, or like a tree that has experienced prosperity and decline. It is also like a fallen leaf. Once, it was lush and swaying in the wind and rain, but after all, it was the vicissitudes of time, the ups and downs of life, but it couldn't last the lost years.

"There are frosty winds rushing into the strings, and now there is autumn frost full of enthusiasm." The world is cold and the years have changed. No one's life will be smooth sailing. It always takes some helplessness and regret to be complete. There are moments that move you, and there is also a casual fallen leaf, which may bring us ruthlessness this season, but when you think about it, it is also a gift.

We cherish the past and forget it, but what about the future? It is difficult for us to predict what will happen in the next second, whether it is luck or accident. What we can do is to cherish the present and cherish everything around us.

In August, cicadas are still chirping outside the window. All the luck and experiences you encounter are just clouds. Maybe the sky without clouds will be lonely! However, besides beauty, it is also unpredictable.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. This matter is ancient and difficult. " The sky of life is changeable, with not only white clouds flowing, but also dark clouds rolling. Therefore, it is inevitable to walk alone in the wind and rain in life.

All along, life is not a person's, often accompanied by wind and rain. You should learn to play an umbrella by yourself. In the storm, you can only be strong and strong again.

"Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! "Be happy when you should be happy, don't let sadness blind your eyes! Therefore, when you are proud, you will not get carried away, and when you are frustrated, you will not be decadent.

Make tea and snow, and slowly cook the years. The richness of life itself is a kind of beauty. In hard work and hardship, every ordinary life can show poetry and beauty.

When people reach middle age, true maturity is what Lao Tzu said. True maturity is a kind of bright but not brilliant realm, which is based on the sage's side without cutting, honesty without saving, straightness without arrogance, and brilliance without brilliance.

What is life like everywhere? It should be like Hong Fei stepping through the snow. Time flies, the years are impermanent, and there is not much time to complain and accept regrets in the remaining days. When Qian Fan is tired and prosperous, nothing is left, and a vigorous life is not sought, only the years are safe.

The most beautiful gesture in life is to be calm, to be content in a corner during the flowing time, to have a sense of peace, to taste the taste of life and to watch the changes in the world.

Years don't live, and with a flick of your finger, you can live a vicissitudes of life without hiding your elegance. I can spend the rest of my life in the till, raise my cup, ask the bright moon, dance with the breeze, ignore the fleeting fireworks and weave a bright future. Facing the reality, a leisurely life is a leisurely and open-minded reading of the world, a wise and calm after vicissitudes, and an indifferent state of mind of Qian Fan.

After middle age, I gradually understood: "After reading all the rivers and lakes, you are entitled to say that you live in seclusion in the countryside;" Only when the world sees through it can you say that you are pruning fences and planting chrysanthemums! "