Living is really tiring. Some people are sorry.
Living is really annoying, and some people just sigh.
It's really beautiful to be alive, but I like it so much.
After searching for thousands of reasons, I found that life is different from the people in my field of vision, not because life has made me different, but because my mind is full of these two words: peace.
I am calm, so my heart is beautiful.
My heart is beautiful. So my life is wonderful.
I have seen those holiday anglers go out early in the morning and go home with empty fish baskets at sunset, singing all the way. I can't help but be surprised: how can they be so happy after waiting for a day and getting nothing? The answer to me is: the fish doesn't bite my hook, that's its business, but I caught a happy day! For fishermen, the best fish is happiness.
Calm is a kind of optimism after setbacks.
I have seen the tired faces of textile women workers who work in shifts at zero hours interwoven with bright smiles like the morning glow, so I thought: girls are not the most satisfied in this profession! The answer to me is: there will always be only one princess. But if no one wove such colorful brocade for her, there would be no princess! For weavers, the most beautiful cloth is actually worn on themselves!
Calmness is an adjustment when you are depressed.
I once saw an old man who swept the street for more than 30 years. Every day, he swept a long street spotless, so that people on the morning shift could walk through it aboveboard. I think: after so many years, this old man can be said to be the unhappiest one in this small town. The answer to me is: I am the only one sweeping the floor in this street. For street sweepers, the cleanest thing is their own heart.
Calm is self-confidence in plain.
Suddenly I remembered Tagore's most famous poem: "There are no traces of birds in the sky, but I have flown." This inconvenience is the best interpretation of "calmness"?
Yes, we can't predict the success or failure of many things and can't afford it. We just need to try our best to get a peace and happiness after paying; Many people are unpredictable and unpredictable. Many times, we want to get close to them, but others have set obstacles. We don't have to care about them. The only thing we can do is to offer our sincerity, and then remember our greatness when we have to face them. If we can seize it, many choices may achieve our success, but it doesn't matter if we lose opportunities again and again. It's just that fate has deprived you of your noble right to exist, but it has not deprived you of your great right to exist!
Remember: without the depth of the blue sky, there can be the elegance of white clouds; Without the magnificence of the sea, there can be the elegance of the stream; Without the fragrance of yuan leaves, there can be green grass! There is no audience in life, we can always find our own position, our own light source and our own voice!
Only with a beautiful mind can we live calmly; We live peacefully, and life gives us a happy experience. Interviewee: Retrospect and Prospect | Level 2 | 201-5-1421:22
Random thoughts of Jiangnan
"Spring breeze doesn't understand Jiang Nanyu, so he smiles and looks for customers to taste in the rain lane ..."
The imaginary "Jiangnan Picture Scroll" is like an elusive fantasy for me who grew up in Shenzhen.
Compared with the brightly lit and money-oriented city, it is a unique artistic conception of returning to nature in Jiangnan.
What attracts me is the thousand cups river; Or a house filled with morning fog; Or the Jiangnan woman who holds an oil-paper umbrella; There is also a naughty child ...
"The blue tiles are faint with smoke, and the red fragrance is beautiful." Every June and July, Huang Meiyu always arrives as scheduled, wetting the ancient wall of Bambang under the eaves and stirring up the sparkling water of a river. Occasionally, on sunny days, countless small puddles will be formed in the depressions on the uneven bluestone boards in the alley. A pair of little feet in slippers are playing very lively and quickly in the puddle.
Standing on the pure land, looking up at the mysterious sky, think about how many literati have emerged in this beautiful place of Zhong Ling. "Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year." Tang Yin's wish can only be satisfied if he dreams of the tenderness in Jiangnan. "But he can't keep the jade whip. He hates the end of the world." It is meaningful to see Xu Zhenqing's emotional charm from Xiong Wen.
Jiangnan is like a carved wooden fence that has gone through years. Fingertips caress the surface that has lost paint, and the traces of wear suggest the time when it shines. Stay away from the hustle and bustle of the city, listen to a lute and taste Longjing. Take a sip gently, and a faint fragrance of tea lingers between your lips and teeth. The same is true of Jiangnan. Only by calming down and appreciating it carefully can we know the simple and natural beauty contained in it. The time flowing in Jiangnan,
Turning around and looking back, I saw Jiangnan in the smog. ...