I won't despise miè shì's ordinary, because I am a member of the ordinary. The wishes of ordinary people are printed in the heart, and the joys and sorrows of ordinary people are printed in the eyes. What I seek is also the answer that people seek.
Yes, I am ordinary, but I don't need to look down on me with your depth. Even if I look up, I don't want to see your noble face, but the towering mountains. Yes, I am ordinary, but I don't need to despise me with your profundity, even if I listen to something; What I want to hear is not your empty big talk, but Lin Tao's loud cry to the ocean; Yes, I am ordinary, but I don't need you to slap me with a coconut high above me. Even if I yearn for something, it will never be your castle in the air, but the fragrance of the earth and the brilliance of the morning light. Of course, when my sincere friends, familiar or unfamiliar, remind me or encourage me, no matter whether I am right or wrong, I will feel warm.
Self-appreciation does not mean beauty or brilliance, and conceit does not mean heroism.
I admit, I am really ordinary. Ordinary as wind, water, snow ... but, ordinary has no reason to be proud, and it is not without charm.
The wind is common, if it blows in summer; Water is very common, if it is a clear spring in the desert; Snow is common if it snows between winter and spring. ......
I appreciate this ordinary, I like this ordinary, and I will strive to be this ordinary.
I like to be called Wang Guozhen.
I like to go. -
Wherever we arrive, it belongs to yesterday. No matter how green the mountains are, how beautiful the water is and how soft the wind is. Staying deep has become a fetter, not only for your own feet, but also for the future. -
How can you not like the beginning? Unfortunately, I have never seen a towering mountain; It is still a pity to see only the towering mountains and not the vastness of the sea; I still regret not seeing the vastness of the sea and the vastness of the desert; It's a pity to see only the vastness of the desert and not the mystery of the forest. There are endless scenery in the world, and I have a feeling of youth. -
I naturally know that there are bumps in the mountains, waves in the sea, sandstorms in the desert and beasts in the forest. Even so, I like it. -
What breaks the peace of life is another scene, belonging to the scene of youth. I am glad that I am not old. So what if you're really old? Isn't there a saying that old age is strong? -
So I want to learn from the mountains, the sea, the desert and the forest. I also want to learn to taste a colorful life. -
How far can people go? This is not to ask two feet but to ask ambition; How high can people climb? This is not a matter of hands, but a matter of will. Therefore, I will use my blood to set a lofty goal for myself. -
Just to strive for a glory, but also to pursue a realm. It is glorious to achieve the goal; If you can't achieve your goal, life will be enriched and enriched because of this difficult journey; In my opinion, this is a worthwhile life. -
Yes, I like to go. I hope you like it too. -
Single wood author: Xi Murong
I like to take the train, I like to go south or north slowly one stop at a time, and I like me during the journey.
Just because, in the middle of the journey, I don't belong to the starting point or the end point, I don't belong to anywhere or anyone. At this moment, I just need to belong to myself.
All obligations, responsibilities, disputes or concessions, and all ties in the world are separated at both ends of the track, while I, in the carriage, have nothing to want. At that moment, all I had to do was sit quietly by the window and watch the scenery change outside.
The scenery outside the window is constantly changing, and mountains and valleys stretch through. I see that in those forests, every tree grows long and thin. In order to win the sunshine, they grow up in all euphemistic ways. Walking through a large paddy field, I saw a lonely tree in the middle of the ridge. Because of loneliness, I can stretch my branches and leaves freely, like a big, thick and round umbrella.
In real life, I know I have to learn tolerance and forbearance, just like those trees in the dense forest. However, on the Yuan Ye of the mind, please let me grow into a tree with broad sunshine.
I also know that before this, I must first learn to be independent. In my deepest heart, I must learn not to seek attachment from anyone!
Lin Qingxuan's words written on water.
The course of life is like words written on water. When you go downstream, you will always lose track when you want to look back, because writing on water, no matter how hard you try, can't be forever or even stereotyped.
If we try to stay in the past happiness, it is really asking for trouble, and we think of pain from time to time in our memory, which doubles it. Happiness and pain, joy and lament in the course of life are just words written on water, and time will surely flow away.
The body is like running water, which keeps flowing day and night, making people grow old in an instant.
The heart is like running water, without a moment's rest, making people's lives disorderly.
The illusion of body and mind is like writing on running water. Before the second pen was finished, the first pen flowed into the distance.
Love is also writing on running water. When we say love, the concept of love has flowed far away.
Beautiful love is a poem written on the water, ordinary love is a document written on the water, and the oath of love is a dead leaf that occasionally floats on the running water. When it falls, it always flows away silently.
Since we live on water, let us flow naturally along the cause of water. When we see flowers, we will know that the cause of flowers is sufficient before they can bloom. When you see fallen leaves, you know that there is enough karma for them to fall. In a group of strangers, you will always meet someone who is destined. When fate comes, we will forget his name and face like a dream, and he will disappear like words written on the water.
Why do we feel fear, fright, sadness and distress when we are alive? It is because we only read the written words, but forget that the words are written on the endless stream of water. The flowers and trees on the water are arranged one by one, and they don't care about each other and go with the flow. People's pain is that the floating grass in front just misses the floating wood in the back, and the blisters in the back want to see the floating pivot in front. As long as we realize that words are written on water, we can have no worries, no fears and stay away from upside-down dreams.
In the turbulent waves and rapid whirlpool, will people who swim downstream occasionally look up and find themselves as a word on the water?