But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with the sword, the sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine. No matter how beautiful yesterday was, don't ask how brilliant the past was, let alone how beautiful the face was. Life will only pass away like running water, and how to retain it is futile, just adding trouble. Therefore, don't always wander in the past memories, don't let yesterday's raindrops wet today's luggage, and don't waste today's tears with yesterday's sadness. Yesterday's glory has become a thing of the past and can't stand the vicissitudes of time. Facing life, we still need positive energy.
Accept the positive energy of sunshine in life and be optimistic about everything. If you are injured, you should regard it as a test of God. If you fail, you should know that you have another guarantee of success. Nothing in life can beat yourself, the only thing that can beat yourself is yourself.
No matter what misfortune or frustration you encounter, you should always love life and always face life with a correct attitude. Positive, optimistic, open-minded, calm, strong, tolerant and kind … these are all positive energy. And these positive energies are the essential elements to hone and improve oneself, and also the foundation to improve one's happiness.
You should always remember: don't root the pain from the outside. All the disappointments in life are not given by the outside world, but received by themselves. If you say that you are always angry, it is because you are not generous enough; Always sad, that's because I'm not strong enough; I am always anxious when I meet something, because I am not calm enough; If you are always jealous, you can only say that you are not good enough.
A person's life is neither long nor short. You really should treat yourself well and learn to feel sorry for yourself all your life.
It is said that the contented are always happy, life will never be smooth sailing, and everything goes well. There is no need to pursue perfection in some things, let go to meet them properly, otherwise they will be stubborn rather than persistent. Cherish what you have and don't always feel sorry for it. A perfect life is not necessarily beautiful. Only by learning to be content can we enjoy it.
Life, very tired, there is no need to criticize yourself, life should use positive energy to dispel the haze, and use the heart of sunshine to create a clear sky!
Beautiful Prose of Prenatal Education 5: Rain in the North Speaking of rain, we are all strangers. It's just that it's always raining these days, so I write casually when I have time.
This conversation and writing made it impossible for me to write. Every time I see the falling rain, I try to imagine: if I were a poet, I would write magnificent poems in splashing ink; If I were a painter, I would not hesitate to outline the beauty of rain; If I were a writer, I would still praise it in detail. However, I am nothing. All I can see is the dense rain curtain in front of me.
Even in the same China, the landscapes in the south and the north are quite different. Mr. Lu Xun said that the snow in the north and south is different, and the same rain is also very different. The rain in the north is not as mild as in the south. In spring and March, everything is already another scene. Then comes the rainy season in the north. In the distance, you can see many big gray balloons flying in the wind. You didn't realize it was a cloud until it floated overhead, followed by rumbling thunder. At this time, if you don't take shelter from the rain, I can guarantee that you will become a rain man. In the south, rain is a lingering messenger. "Holding hands and staring at each other with tears in my eyes, I was speechless and sobbed." Only Liu Lang can write this infinite sadness. The drizzle has turned into infinite leisure. That kind of worry is the infinite pain of Iraqis, and even people from other places can't help crying.
In contrast, the rain in the north is more bohemian. No earthly fetters, no worries about the world of mortals. Free drainage from thousands of meters high. Let go of your inner sadness and truly integrate into the ground. Every time, his thoughtlessness comes from holding his position, his ruthlessness comes from sadness and simplicity, and his arrogance and loneliness comes from the polishing and washing of years. It's also raining. I prefer the rain in the north. He is cold. He's lonely. There is no place for him in the world of mortals inn, so he can only flow downwards at will. But I don't need anyone's care.
The rain in the south is too gentle for anyone to resist. But I'm glad I'm in the north. I won't ask the years to leave some memories for each other like a parting Iraqi. But I will say, I'm sorry, I don't need it. What should go will eventually go, and the memory will eventually be blurred. Will I sigh the lonely waiting years like you?
Every time it rains, my temper is always affected. In this secular world, what can be done to achieve immunity? I'm afraid no one can do it. Because our world is a substance, no one can exist independently. Just like Li Taibai, you can sing loudly at the top of the mountain or on a boat, so that the rolling river can bring sadness to your heart.
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