At the moment I cried, I came to this road, and then I kept walking, running or crawling, happy or sad, but I never stopped. That is, always on the road. ...
On the road, it is a state, a state of life.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
This is the water on the road, which never stops. Yes, just like floating clouds in the sky, they don't swim for a while; The fish in the water never stops. They always walk, run or crawl on their own tracks. The so-called relative stillness is just an excuse for us to stay.
I cried. I have always been afraid of walking, especially the big hurdle I am about to face. I want to ask the old man when to stop. "Please, stop!" But no matter how I cry, I still walk on the road, never stopping, walking young, walking without confusion, walking with white hair. Maybe this is a cursed road. As long as people walk on this road, it is marked: the state of life-on the road.
Sometimes I find that I am always on the road. When I was a child, I took my friends along a mountain stream to find the source. I searched and searched, but I couldn't find it after all. But on the way, we saw many beautiful flowers and fish swimming around in the water, which can be described as inadvertently breaking into the paradise garden. If you stay in that place all the time, maybe all the good things will be missed, because beauty is on the way.
I love Taibai best. I heard that he has no hometown. He will always walk on his own road and never stop. On the way, he once laughed-"Since God has given talents, let them find jobs!"! , one thousand dollars and scattered gold came back "; Once, he cried, "I will think of you in the clouds, just as I think of me in the sunset." We waved goodbye, Avaghoa. Little Ben. "All his life, he was smiling and tearful, on the road!
However, we are afraid of future confusion, so we escape!
However, we haven't let go of our previous memories, so we are stagnant!
Yes, on the road, there was crying; However, on the way, there are also smiles!
Since the mountains and rivers are heavy and there is no doubt, you can cry.
Did you laugh?
With tears, life has the form of crying; Smile, life has a happy light ring. On this road, there may be bumps and thorns everywhere, but I believe that after the storm, there will always be the sun, and the clouds will see the dawn!
On the way, we cried and laughed. ...
Although we can't extend the length of years, we can expand the width of life.