The meaning of "faith" can be described from ambition, interest, ideal, pursuit and expression.
Here are a few articles:
The charm of leaves
There is a tree in front of the window. There is a leaf on the tree. I looked at it and it looked at me.
The leaves are always swaying slightly. I was curious and asked, "Ye, why do you always swing?"
I want to fly. It says.
"Leaves are leaves, and they can never fly like birds."
"Watch it." It just smiled and stopped talking.
Leaves swing from spring to summer, lasting and warm.
I was surprised: "Why? A season of time you have grown up, you should understand ... "
"Maybe," he looked at the sky and sighed softly. "A season has taught me that leaves can never fly like birds, but I still can't stop myself from flying. Sometimes, you know it's impossible, but you can't control yourself, can you? "
"Since we know that it is impossible, how can we not stop it?" I'm confused.
"Maybe, because in my heart, I still want to fly …" It smiled at me with a hint of sadness. ...
It is autumn here.
I looked at the crumbling leaves and said, "Your life is coming to an end. Are you still chasing an impossible dream? "
"yes." Leaf raised his head, eyes shining with irresistible brilliance, "you know? People, now I am very happy. "
"Happy?"
"Well, this time, I understand a lot. I watched many people coming and going from this treetop, busy, but never satisfied. Do you know why? "
"Didn't they get what they wanted?"
"No, because they ignore the process while pursuing the result. You know, the joy of' result' is brought by' process'. It is a pity that there is no result in the process, but the result without the process is even more tragic ... Do you understand? "
I shook my head gently. "What are you trying to say to me?"
It smiled again: "I am savoring the process!" " "
Winter is coming.
I came to the window with heavy steps. Suddenly, a sight froze me-dead leaves, flying!
Time seems to have stopped flowing, and it radiates youthful brilliance with its body. It left the embrace of the tree and danced on the stage in the sky in the warm winter sun. Although it is such a simple action, it dances with charm and charm, lighter and more moving than a bird ... it is more like a gypsy girl. Although her clothes are old and her skirt is torn, she dances with flying will when no one is watching, and her eyes are glowing. It was a calm, warm and detached cheer! Yuan Hu, who drew a circle in the air, is that life? Grave! ?
Suddenly, like an elf joking in the wind, a gust of wind blew, and the leaves were out of balance, like a yellow butterfly with broken wings, tumbling in the air, making a final effort before landing. Finally, the "butterfly" fell to the ground, and the sunset dyed it golden, like a dying fiery red cloud in the sky. ...
Tears trickled down my eyes: "Your dream came true, but you spent your whole life waiting and exhausted all your energy. Don't regret it? "
It didn't answer, still smiling quietly, and gradually closed its eyes. ...
In the evening, I had a dream. In the white heaven, angels are playing hymns, and leaves are flying peacefully, leaving shining marks. ...
A voice said: Dreams exist for pursuit!
pomegranate
Guo Moruo
After May, the sun increased its power and the trees opened their umbrellas. When you don't want to compete for beauty, some trees are in bloom at this time. Pomegranate tree is the cutest of these trees.
Pomegranate has plum branches and willow leaves, which are strange but not barren, fresh but not gentle and lovely. This style has both advantages and disadvantages of plum tree.
The most lovely thing is its flowers, which are dark red flowers that cannot be avoided by direct sunlight. The single petal is far away, and the double petal is more gorgeous. Isn't that the heart of summer?
Just that little eggplant-shaped bone flower is a miracle. You see, it gradually turns red, and it gradually turns into four petals from the top. Even the sharpest scissors can't cut such symmetrical things, but who cut so many vases with red agate and arranged flowers skillfully?
Although a single flower is not as luxurious as a double flower, it has a wonderful performance. The vase of red agate has changed from a Greek-style ampu thorn to a Chinese-style gold cup, which is a bronze ware with rich ancient flavor in Yin and Zhou Dynasties. There are all kinds of rust colors named by Bo Gu's family.
Do you really think it's a golden cup of wine? It will laugh at you. When autumn comes, it seems that it can't help laughing at its tricks and showing its white teeth. Have you ever seen such transparent and white teeth anywhere else?
I like summer. Summer is an upward stage of the whole universe, at which people's body and mind are freed from heavy bondage. So I prefer this summer's heart.
A friend came back from Kunming and said that the pomegranate in Kunming is particularly big, the seeds are particularly full, sweet and sour, and sour tastes more beautiful. I can't help but vomit.
Praise of poplar
Poplar is really unusual, I praise poplar!
When the car is driving on the endless plateau, a large yellow-green carpet jumps into your field of vision; Yellow, that is soil, virgin land, the shell of the loess plateau successfully accumulated by great natural forces millions of years ago; Green is the result of human labor defeating nature. It was a wheat field, and when the wind blew, a green wave turned up. At this time, you will really admire the word "Mailang" created by the ancients. If it is not a wonderful hand, it is indeed the essence of tempering language. Yellow and green dominate, boundless and magnanimous. At this time, if the peaks of distant mountains remind you (judging by the naked eye, these peaks are at your feet), you will forget that the car is driving on the plateau. At this time, your feelings may be adjectives such as "magnificent" or "great", but at the same time, your eyes may feel a little tired. Yeah, it's a little monotonous, isn't it?
However, in an instant, if you suddenly look up and see a row in front of you,-no, even just three or five plants, one or two plants, standing proudly like a sentry, how would you feel sleepy? I let out a cry of surprise at that time!
That's poplar, a common tree in northwest China, but it's really not an ordinary tree!
It is a tree that strives for the upper reaches, with straight stems and branches. Its stem is usually ten feet high, as if it were artificial, and there are no side branches within ten feet; All its branches are upward, and they are close together, like man-made, forming a bundle, and there is no possibility of escaping sideways; Its broad leaves are also upward one by one, and there are almost no oblique leaves, let alone upside down; Its skin is smooth and silvery, with a slight blue color. This is a tree that stands tenaciously despite the oppression of heavy snow in the north! Even if it is only as thick as the bowl mouth, it will strive to develop upwards, reaching a height of 20 feet, towering and unyielding, facing the northwest wind.
This is the poplar, a common tree in the northwest, but it is by no means an ordinary tree!
It has no swaying posture and no crooked branches. Maybe you should say it's not beautiful. If beauty means "swaying" or "running sideways", then poplar is not a good woman on the tree. But it is stalwart, honest, simple and earnest, and it is not lacking in tenderness, not to mention tenacity and honest and frank. It's a man in a tree! When you walk on the plateau where the snow is melting, you see such a tree or a row of poplars standing proudly on the flat land. Do you think a tree is just a tree? Don't you think it is simple, serious, strong and unyielding, at least it symbolizes the farmers in the north; Don't you think there are strong and unyielding sentries standing proudly guarding their hometown like this poplar tree in the vast land behind enemy lines? Don't you think further, this poplar tree, with dense branches and leaves, is now a symbol of the spirit and will to write the history of new China with blood in the North China Plain?
Poplar is not an ordinary tree. It is common and neglected in the northwest, just like farmers in the north; It has a strong vitality, and it can't be broken or oppressed, just like farmers in the north. I praise the poplar because it not only symbolizes the farmers in the north, but also symbolizes the indispensable simplicity, strength and enterprising spirit in our national liberation struggle today.
Let those who look down on the people, look down on the people and stubbornly retrogress praise the noble nanmu (which is also straightforward) and despise this extremely ordinary and easy-to-grow poplar, but I will praise the poplar loudly!