Spring, green leaf area. Peach blossoms and roses bloom. Quiet flowers attract people. The little girl has a lingering smell all day.
Exercise in the quiet path of the space shuttle in the green space in the morning. She walked smoothly, which was a big obstacle. Quiet, stop in front of a rose. She slowly reached out her hands, starting with the dew-stained roses, which was very accurate. I almost shouted, and the butterfly stopped because of the rose.
Quiet fingers quietly close together, even the dragon ball butterfly, it is also a miracle! The butterfly's eyes opened the blind girl's magical spiritual grasp. Butterflies are flying between her fingers, and her quiet face is full of surprises. This is a new experience. A quiet soul came to this place, which she had never experienced before.
I stood still and looked at the silence. I think I was deeply moved when I saw her colorful inner world.
In the depths of spring, feel the spring quietly. After a long time, she opened her fingers, the butterfly flew away, looked up and looked very quiet. Instantly quiet heart, of course, is in a beautiful arc. When the butterfly was 8 years old, it lived a very beautiful curve and said the concept of flying.
I'm not interrupting. Quiet. Everyone has the right to live, and anyone can create their own colorful world. Be quiet and tell me the truth on this fragrant morning.
The appendix is as follows:
Easy life
Ouyang Fengfu
The cool autumn bid farewell to the dry and hot summer, and the bitter and spicy heart was finally quiet. Autumn insects were chirping in the dark night, and I suddenly woke up, drifted off and rang a long bell. However, another train rumbled by. ...
All the meanings? What is the secret of life?
I thought, autumn insects, why stay up all night? Because of its strong sense of life? Because it is familiar with short life and high density, do we have to prove its existence? Because the whole value of their life is implied in this life in weak gas, while others must be in it? What kind of person? Just because the physiological needs of life are more lingering than autumn insects, do hundreds of the most beautiful and wonderful dawns give up generously?
This is a ridiculous lack of association.
Only the bell is absolutely a wonderful honor, worthy of the size of life. To be honest, a thought-provoking reminder is called. However, for those who don't know, part of the loss of sleep drifts between different parts of life.
This is an irreparable loss!
Sometimes, when we feel that life is a painful torture, it means that it is completely dark, dirty, despicable and hypocritical. Sometimes, we feel that life is a happy enjoyment. When it shows a bright, pure, noble and sincere life, it seems that the two are intertwined forever. Every part of the expansion always seems to be comedy, tragedy, pain and happiness with the students.
Sometimes, we think this is a small life, material, desire, as greedy as ants, and sometimes, we think life is a great crystallization, pain, and unfortunate sacrifice. Life always seems to be a small and great "semi-variant", so we have no reason to absolutely admire and despise a great giant, his moment, and then a small mortal, his great moment. Many times, we have a dream of cherishing the instinct of life. It seems that no one came to this world to die. With the passage of time, creatures appreciate infinitely. Personal life, after all, is only a part, but only once. On the road of life, even if you lose everything, you won't have any reason to despair on the brink of death. Because everything is lost, it is possible to regain a new level. Of course, it is rare, and we also hope that the tragic loss will drag out an ignoble existence and seriously desecrate life. Time and death have become very dependent lives, not constant death, destruction and eternal life!
Clock scale is the length of life, but there is no value scale of life. Only on the historical balance can the value of life clearly show its initial scale. Generation after generation, generation after generation of people have gone, what is the value of their lives? Some people are full of energy, but they leave an unknown death. Some people have an unknown substance and die with a bang. Some people can only rush through history, and some poor university presidents become glorious history. Alas, it's not personal will. Therefore, the value and objective history of * * * noisy life seems to be negligible.
At that moment, our strengths and weaknesses seemed to haunt us forever and were always the source of trouble in our lives. The worry about real separation can be very indifferent. In fact, the real proposition is worth the trouble: what is the value of life and what is the form of change. There are a thousand answers to this eternal mystery, but no one, even the most authoritative textbook in the world, has a perfect answer. In fact, it is difficult to know themselves, and it is even more difficult to detect the changes in their lives. Some people have a fault source in their lives. More tragic ending, I believe they have found the answer, in fact, the opposite. The so-called genius is nothing more than realizing one's own value at the earliest and most fully, and directly completing the instant and effective transformation of eternal life.
Everyone has his own life, and there are many people. However, it is not clear that until the brink of death, the whole life is a tragedy of life.
Life, a mysterious and beautiful, elusive and valuable existence, what do you really mean in Tibetan? What does this mean in the life of a philosopher?
Hope to adopt!