"When the wind blows, the flowers fall and become mud."
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It doesn't matter where you come from, where you go, who is who. Through the fragrance of life, you can live without regret and die without hate.
Although people will die, people who know the true meaning of life can prolong their short life in a sense.
Death is extremely easy. Jumping off the roof of 100 floor and falling off the plane of 1000 meters, I believe that life would be worse than death.
But life is not easy. Some people are alive, but he is dead. Some people are dead, but he is alive. Life is lovely, cold and lonely. It is better to die with a bang.
Life is not equal to breathing, life needs activities, and the meaning of life lies in living fully, not living long.
We all know that life is a one-way street. No matter how you change direction, you won't look back. Life is like running water. Only when it rushes forward can it be beautiful and meaningful.
Life is like time. Only when it is over and all the good things are recalled can it be happy and meaningful.
If you can make good use of life, then your life will be full of passion, and only those who know and love life can smell the fragrance of life.
Life is a flower on the yellow road. Only in the winter of life can people smell its fiery fragrance.
Only at the moment when we are closest to the brink of death will we exude a lingering understanding of life.
Life is the helplessness of running water flowing eastward. Only when it is about to dry up can we understand that it is limited.
The scenery along the way renders the fleeting time of life, but it also makes people lose their way and gives people an alternative surprise.
Flowers bloom and fall, and life is short. Only at the moment when the flower withers can we cherish it. But once it is full of fragrance, the splendid world adds a warmth.
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Once upon a time, I smelled a wisp of fragrance around me and got up to look for it, but I often couldn't find it.
18 years old, I will never forget it. I have grown up in age, but psychologically, have I grown up?
I began to look for answers with doubts. Finally, one day, I got the answer I wanted: maybe I have grown up.
In fact, life exudes its own fragrance all the time, but only a few people can smell it.
What is life and what is the value of life?
Maybe just a few minutes is life, shining in the bright moonlight, and embracing the world is its life value.
The wind blows flowers, flowers turn into mud, and then flowers are protected. Maybe that's the fragrance of life.
In winter, the snow is flying all over the sky, and the earth is wrapped in silver. Its thin black branches and tiny flower bones are still blooming.
Give off its fragrance, even if it withers, even if the wind blows and the snow presses, it still sticks to its own land and silently gives off its fragrance, and this may be life.
Maybe we never pay attention to ourselves, so we can't smell our own fragrance.
Twenty years of youth, twenty years of hardships and twenty years of ups and downs, I used to run around like a stray dog without direction.
Countless failures, countless tears, where is the way?
I can't avoid it. There are always hardships in life. I can only get up again and again, wipe my tears again and again and move forward.
Finally, in my life, I touched the fragrance of life for the first time. At that moment, I had the joy I had never had in my life, as if the whole world belonged to me.
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This is not to say that we have no choice in life. On the contrary, if we have more choices, people will be confused. Over time, we will lose our sense of smell.
Life and death are often only in an instant. People who give up life easily have either exhausted the fragrance of life or are afraid of survival.
There is nothing unfair in heaven. It is precisely because of fairness that everyone's life is only once, and only once. How to use it, how to grasp the owner's rights.
Others have no right to interfere. Perhaps because of this, people lack a factor that can be changed. After all, people are selfish. Who wants to let others get involved in their own lives?
Some people are great in life and great in death, such as Liu Hulan. Some people are destined to be like this, but not all of them are.
Perhaps it is because people think differently about the meaning of candidates. Life is a profound topic, which contains all the most extreme experiences in the world.
Life is destined to be consumed, just between our breath, but why can't we make good use of it?
Even if you can't use it to the extreme, at least let yourself have no regrets.
How did the starry sky land? Actually, we're underground.
Who will win this game of chess in life? Who can smell the fragrance of life? Actually, it all depends on your attitude and decision.
No regrets in life, no hatred in death. Through its fragrance, life will continue to burn.
Brief introduction of the author
Zeng Guo Xiang: A native of Kaiyang, Guizhou Province, whose pen names are Zeng and Chan Hong. , short literature signing author, poet, poet of China Poetry Network, etc. A post-95 college student. More than 100 essays have been published, and there are hundreds of poems and hundreds of clicks in a single essay. Articles are distributed in more than 50 websites, some universities, today's headlines, daily news TOP 10, China Central Radio, etc. Some works have won awards or been selected for publication. He was short-listed in the national short literature essay for three times, and the article was published in Time Slow 20 18, 20 19/0/month, and interviewed by writers on 20 1 9.18.