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The first ray of sunshine in the morning is elegant and fragrant in the season of catkins flying. The last touch of purples in the evening is very popular in the clear season in Wan Li, but it still gives me a little chill and desolation. Perhaps this is the definition of "everything goes with the flow"! Or the philosophy of "flowers floating with water"! But the interpretation of all this is a kind of degradation and trampling on life for me at this time, and this meaning is just indulgence of luxury and burnout for me. It is impossible for a person to pursue too much in his life, but if he loses his soul, his life can only be desolate and lonely. As a person who has lost motivation, I have nothing to do every day, and my tears that are about to run out become more cold and greedy. Just like a phoenix, without gorgeous feathers, it can only be reduced to an ordinary bird like a rose. Without its fragrance, it can only be as empty as a melancholy grass. Like a gentle stream, without occasional ripples, it can only lose its original vitality in silence, just like stagnant water. I am an ordinary bird, melancholy grass and silent water.
This is at this time, but I used to be different. I used to be a phoenix, a rose and a trickle, but that was all in the past. I can only tell myself and comfort myself in this way, so this once brilliant reason has become an excuse for me to deal with the warmth of my loved ones now. Sometimes I feel very * * *, and my conscience is teetering in the wind and rain. The road is getting farther and farther, the heart is getting deeper and deeper, and more and more confused. But I don't want my life to be so timid, so I try my best to find the Garden of Eden that can soothe my soul, but until the flowers bloom and fall, my imaginary dream is still empty. So later I played more recklessly, played more pranks, daydreamed and did stupid things. Until one day: "Red-violet withered, plain white bamboo mat was cold, and she lived alone and went boating. She is by a beautiful lake, but she has no intention of enjoying the scenery. She just looked at the distant sky, expecting the geese to fly over ... the geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building. -Flowers drift, water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. The teacher explained that it was neither laissez-faire nor debauchery. She has a rational life, potential ability, endless beliefs and no regrets. From then on, there was a power in my heart called shock. The freedom of "flower" and "water" that I originally thought was the peace that I got after I went all out, the hope that I got after suffering, not the abstract and intangible human nature in my fantasy. It seems to see the innocence and innocence of childhood, and it seems to feel the innocence and sincerity of childhood. So I looked up under the blue sky, understood the transformation between freedom and loneliness, and knew that one day I could work hard in the vast sea of people. I don't need to swing and fall in the world of mortals, I don't need to swing wildly between flowers and water, and I don't need to lose my mind between lies and affection. This has become my life pursuit now. So I work hard because I want to know how to be the real person I want to be. Some people say, "The greatest tragedy in life is the disappearance of dreams." But I know that even if time flies, I still have the power to spread my wings and fly, because even if an angel breaks its wings, it doesn't mean that it has lost the whole soaring sky. Flowers always fall, so I care about the sanctity of life. Water always flows, so I cling to forget my eternity.
"Flowers bloom and flowers fall, flowing water gurgles." No matter how beautiful the memories of the past are, we should try our best to move forward, give ourselves some moving radicalism and find what we have lost, because others say that as long as we work hard, everything in life is possible ... "Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went to the West Building alone and looked at the horizon." No more degradation, no more trampling on life. It is like a task to me, not a cloud.
So I, with the strength of the eagle, reached the peak of my ambition. Take advantage of the softness of flower water and keep your feet on the ground. With the strength of youth, strive to move forward.