Only at such moments.
I will listen quietly,
I and Buddhism by Cangyang Gyatso.
Melodious and gentle,
Calm my loneliness.
If, yes if.
I have seen the magnificence of Namco,
I have seen the vastness of Potala Palace.
Then I'll tell you the same thing,
And realize the cause and effect of the eight hardships of life.
Birth, illness, death, love, parting,
I complained for a long time and couldn't let it go.
Meditate on the futon,
Thinking in the palace.
You indulge yourself,
You got inner peace.
You are the king at the top of the snowy mountain,
Is a rare lover in the world.
Yes, you have too many,
I hide too many things like you.
Others don't listen,
I didn't tell you either.
The open heart window is locked,
I missed that moment.
Yes, I'm too silent,
In many cases.
I always keep silent, silent,
At that moment,
Yes, just for a moment.
I became Cangyang Jiacuo,
Live like him.
Everyone knows whether life is bitter or not.
It's hard to live, even the gods say it's hard.
Who is not bitter, who is not tired,
Only you know the ups and downs of life best.
Money can never be earned, but life is limited.
Hard work can make money, but hard work can't save lives.
More money and less money, just enough to spend.
People should know that contentment is the only way to be happy.
No matter how good the relationship is, it is good to be together.
Being single is good and comfortable.
People should understand that fate has its own destiny.
Happiness will knock sooner or later.
Everyone has grievances and has something to say.
Not deliberately concealing, not deliberately suppressing,
Open your heart and show your true feelings.
Laugh when you are happy and cry when you are sad.
Life should be free and easy, and don't make yourself too tired.
Life always has its ups and downs,
Don't get carried away,
Because there are blessings and disasters.
Don't be disappointed when you are frustrated.
Because there is always sweetness in bitterness.
Life is like a cup of tea,
No matter how hard it is, it won't last a lifetime.
A world, whether long or short,
The scenery along the way is so beautiful,
Don't stop being sad,
Life is a gift that no one can waste.
Living happily is the greatest success!
One is more indifferent, the other is stronger,
May all my friends live a happy life!
I want to be an excellent self,
Thinking, always thinking like this, I don't know why.
More and more, I feel that my weak words can't pour out my inner joys and sorrows. No, it's sad, just sad. . . Where can I hope to be happy,
Hmm. How interesting
I like to say hehe when I am helpless, even if it makes people feel stupid.
The painful fate should not yield to the devil of pleasure, but the world has taught me that it is that person who surrenders and abandons darkness for the sake of light.
Oh, it turns out that smart people will fly to the truth unconsciously, and stupid people will never understand it.
I have been living in the world of books, living in the naive survival rules of primary schools or kindergartens.
It seems that what you found should be returned to others. You can't seem to speak ill of others behind their backs. It seems that you can't swear in public. It seems that you have to respect your elders. It seems that honesty is our foundation, and politeness is China's traditional virtue. We can't curse the martyrs of our predecessors, and money can't buy feelings ~ ~ ~
Yes, if you look up the above statement in primary school class, it will be considered silly, because it is written in the book and said at home, which I think is normal.
But when you grow up day by day, you feel that books are getting farther and farther away from you. Yes, it seems farther and farther away, just like your innocence and youth or innocence are getting farther and farther away from yourself.
Hehe, a sad story to share with yourself. So enjoy your inner torment. After writing this article, put down the dusty pen and rejoin this beautiful world.
Hehe, beautiful.
Modern poem 4 of "Living" If I were still alive
I will take good care of myself.
Don't let the disease take advantage of it
This devil is not to be taunted.
If I were alive.
I will continue my ordinary and interesting work.
In fact, I am not as great as others say.
I just enjoy working.
This is also part of my enjoyment of life.
If I were alive.
I still go home every day.
You talk to my husband endlessly.
Share my happiness.
Vent my emotions.
It's just that I won't make you angry again.
Accompany you all the way to a hundred years
If I were alive.
I still cook delicious meals every day.
When your daughter comes back.
Share your happiness and sadness.
Or be the first audience for every piece of your work.
Give you advice and encouragement
Grow up with you
Watching you get married and have children
Son, you are my eternal concern.
If I were alive.
I will also go hiking with my colleagues.
Just because of that rainy day
Make our plan impossible.
I will keep my promise.
Taste the local authentic food with you.
Forever freeze the quaint scenery
If I were alive.
I will also talk to my "old friends"
Shopping, shopping
Talk to you about heaven and earth
Daodao home-cooked
if
Really, if.
I hope everything can continue.
I have to go now./I'm leaving now.
Attachment to the world of mortals
With disappointment in the secular world.
The road to heaven is very dark.
I am "road blind" and I am really flustered.
I want to hold on.
Because from now on, I'm going alone.
I saw many sad faces.
Please don't.
In my life,
The harvest is quite fruitful.
Love, affection and friendship
I should be comforted.
Drink Mapo decoction
Cross Naihe Bridge
I will forget all my attachment and reluctance.
But I believe
Regenerative cycle
We'll meet again.
Because our fate is not over yet.
Modern poem 5 of "Living" I am alive,
In this terrible world,
In this rotten corner.
I'm alive,
At this dawn,
In this biosphere.
I'm a walking corpse,
Perched in the crowd,
Eat hypocrisy, deception, evil,
Chew sadness, bitterness, loneliness,
During the day, I watch the theater.
Covered up the dirty me,
I'm still alive. ...
I am dead,
In this indifferent world,
In this dirty corner.
I am dead,
When night comes,
In my little nest.
Makes me stiff,
Hiding in a dark corner,
Taste silence, obscurity, empty burial,
Pay tribute to sadness, pain and bitterness,
Night is my umbrella,
Blend with the indifferent me,
I'm dead. ...
I live, I wander around during the day,
I wander in the dark,
Living ... dead,
My life
Spend it alone ......
Modern poem "Living" 6 You fell from the sky.
Surround me from all directions.
Love! Give me a break.
I want to enjoy it quietly.
You picked the moth eyebrow lightly.
A coquettish blush
wind-swept hair
Elegant and supple
You'd better turn around at this time.
Put away the innocence in your eyes
Where have you been hiding?
Ignore my search
Will you choose to leave?
Don't care about my retention
You caught a glimpse of it.
Give me a bitter beer.
I thought I missed it?
Nostalgia for worldly affairs
I think I'll lose it eventually?
Stab your heart
You spent a long time together.
Frost and snow scattered all over the floor.
We looked at each other.
Tell the past in detail
As for the legendary future,
You and I meet.
Let love last forever.
Will always be the messenger between us.
You who stayed in the world
Wrap me tightly
Love! Let me go.
Hold your hand.
Listen to you sing softly.
Soft. That turn.
It opened my eyes.
Flowing love
The modern poem "To Be Alive" has seven people living in peace.
A timid person who fears death.
Go out to make a living, always shrink in an iron shell.
Climb in
In the colorful traffic.
Blockage is a common occurrence, and it is indispensable every day.
It's blocked. It's moonlight. It comes every month.
However, never misappropriate bus lanes.
I won't raise my voice and make a sound.
Because, there are rules, and he abides by them.
This has become a habit. Along the way
When you see the overload, you stay away.
When you see a rookie, you sneak around.
I snickered when I saw a cow.
In life, there are too many things that can survive better than him.
Harder, busier and more urgent taxis, bread, motorcycles and pedestrians.
It always runs out and rushes to the road.
At that time, he was happy to slow down, brake and let go.
Some indescribable satisfaction will naturally arise.
So be born, be a beetle, and climb in.
In the colorful traffic.
Guard; Hide; Around; Laughing; withdraw
How wonderful it is for people to live happily and happily.
The modern poem 8 of "Living" seems to be in late autumn.
Hmm! It was in late autumn.
The season of death
Flowers disappeared from their glory.
One by one.
Has entered the grave.
The trees have lost all their luster.
Tree after tree.
All turned into mummies.
The earth has lost all its prosperity.
Dress in plain clothes from head to toe
Endure the rustle of the north wind
at that time
I thought I was going to die, too
、、、
I thought I was going to die, too
I thought everything was dead.
The wind holds a sharp knife.
Cut off the last leaf.
The wind holds a sharp knife.
From my flesh to my bones
A bird flew alone.
Two thin claws.
Hold on to the branches.
I thought the birds were dying.
、、、
I thought the birds were dying.
I thought birds came to bury trees.
I hear birds whining.
It's like mourning for trees.
I hear birds whining.
It's like a call to the distance.
The trees trembled with excitement.
The treetops kept shaking their heads and shaking their heads.
The bird was shaken away by the treetops.
My heart hanging from the treetops also shook off.
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My heart hanging from the treetops also shook off.
Has fallen into eighteen layers of hell.
I raised my palm in a circle.
Try very hard to put hot air into your hand with your mouth.
I raised my palm in a circle.
Let the warm palm hold the trees tightly.
I forgot it wasn't a dream.
But I seem to be in a dream.
Because the tree is trembling in my arms.
I'm still alive in the embrace of the tree.