An amateur bodybuilder worked hard for five years and finally succeeded. But unfortunately, she suffered from terrible bone cancer and was diagnosed by the doctor as amputation of her right calf. But she looked at her youthful right calf and refused to say to the doctor, "I can't let my beauty be ruined." After half a year, her illness worsened. The doctor decided to amputate her right leg to save her life. She turned down the doctor again. Because she believes that a person who knows and loves beauty dares to use life as beauty. Six months later, she lost her life.
A person who knows her said, "In fact, it would be nice to saw off a calf earlier. Unfortunately, another friend of 1 said, "The illness didn't take away her beauty after all. She is indomitable and admirable. 1 Which view do you agree with in the article?
Love has no weight.
A Hindu made a pilgrimage to the temple in the Himalayas on foot.
The road is long, the mountain road is difficult to walk, and the air is thin. Although he carried very little luggage, he seemed to be struggling and panting all the way.
He stopped and looked forward. The anthology of Xi Murong and Xiao Si has a website. There is also writing a composition on the topic of "weight", as long as some genres and how to write it are helpful. Xi Murong's prose hopes that the end will appear soon. Just above him, he saw a little girl, no more than ten years old, carrying a chubby child and moving slowly forward. She was panting and sweating, but her hands still clung to the child on her back.
Hindus passed by the little girl and said to her sympathetically, "My child, you must be very tired. Your back is so heavy. "
The little girl said unhappily, "You bear the burden, but I don't bear it. He is my brother. "
There's nothing wrong with weighing scale. No matter the younger brother or the luggage, it will show the actual weight, but as far as the heart is concerned, the little girl is absolutely right.
She is carrying her brother, not a burden, but a burden.
She loves her brother from the bottom of her heart.
Love has no weight, love is not a burden, but a kind of happy care and selfless dedication.
Honesty has no weight, but it can make people as light as a feather and as heavy as Mount Tai.
Honesty has no price, but it can devalue people's souls and make them noble;
Honesty has no volume, but it can make people narrow-minded and short-sighted, and it can make people broad-minded and far-sighted;
Honesty has no color, but it can make people feel gloomy and pale, and it can make people feel high and happy!
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Memory has no volume, but it can make people open-minded to embrace the whole world, and it can also make people narrow-minded.
Memory has no color, but it can make people's hearts pale and dark, and it can also make people's inner world brilliant.
Memory has no price, but it can make a person's life value rise to a lofty realm, and it can also make another person's soul depreciate below zero.
4 the bearing capacity of the mind
A truck has a load capacity, beyond which it will stagnate or even fall apart; A person's mind is also carrying capacity. Once overloaded, it will be distorted.
Every morning, I go out with my mother's "pay attention to safety" exhortation; Look at the teacher with expectant eyes every day; Feel the friendly smile of classmates every day; Reading books and materials printed in type every day ... Our hearts bear the weight of love.
Listen to other people's wonderful speeches every day; Look at ""in other people's exercise books and ""in your own exercise books every day; Every day, I think that the college entrance examination is coming soon ... Our hearts bear another weight-the weight of competition.
Often endure the torture of fatigue, often face the frustration of failure, often feel helpless and innocent ... Our hearts still bear a weight-the weight of difficulty.
These weights add up to a lot. However, while bearing the burden, our hearts are constantly "reducing the burden": we let ourselves grow up healthily; We constantly input knowledge into our brains; We return the same friendly smile from our classmates every day; We constantly overcome difficulties and solve them; We constantly develop and improve ourselves and strive to catch up with others ... these are things that our hearts are constantly carrying and unloading.
"How much sadness can you have, just like a river flowing eastward." "I can't get rid of this situation until I frown and go to my heart." Li Yu, Li Qingzhao and Lu You wrote the pain of national subjugation and the pain of unpaid ambition into their lines. Young Gorky wrote the pressure of hard life into a book; Lu Xun put the weight of worrying about the country and the people on his keen thoughts and sharp pen tips. ...
Our hearts have no choice but to bear one weight after another. In order to keep our thoughts from being distorted and Xi Murong's classic prose from being broken, we must constantly unload the weight in an appropriate way. If we don't try our best to unload the burden of one mind after another, our hearts will be overloaded.
Someone committed suicide because he failed to find a job; Some people have fallen because of the failure of the college entrance examination; Some people are abnormal because of emotional frustration; Some people are depressed because of their dissatisfied jobs ... these are painful lessons, and their hearts will be destroyed because of overload.
Carrying a love, we have to pay the same love; Carrying the weight of competition, we should go forward and accept the challenge; Bearing the weight of setbacks, we can pay the same weight of determination and sweat ... only in this way can our hearts never be overloaded and stay young forever.
5 the weight of life
In the dark, give you a fire and a pile of firewood. How would you burn it? You are a little firewood, let it shine slightly all night; Or desperately add firewood, let it burn, light up the whole desert, let it reflect the night sky and make the stars pale!
Are you hesitant and don't know how to choose? In fact, when you hesitate, you have chosen the former. You know, when you hesitate, you have to add firewood bit by bit in order not to put out the fire. When you have not decided what to do, time has helped you choose everything. Gorgeous and beautiful glory, you can't get it, and it also takes away your right to choose.
A burning fire is a symbol of life. No one will appreciate the little flame that is about to go out. The majestic flame is what we yearn for. The bodybuilder who devoted himself to beauty may have understood this long ago before he threw himself into the fire without hesitation, so that beauty could be displayed more unreservedly. Although her life is short, what remains in people's hearts is permanent. She gave everything, even her life, instead of being a bunch of small flames. Is it wrong? She left a dazzling and admirable mark on the existence of life. Is there a problem?
If there is a beginning of life, it is doomed to the day when death comes. So, does life exist for death? So the existence of all life will become so subtle after death in the future? No, life exists for the continuation of "life" after death. What is used to continue is nothing but the beautiful things you left in the minds of the living. The heavier you leave behind, the less likely it is to drift away from people's minds. In my opinion, what Mr. Bodybuilding has left people is heavy beauty-countless elegant bodybuilding movements.
The word "beauty" cannot be abused casually, especially for those who are full of life breath. Beauty with vitality has weight. Life exists for beauty, and beauty embodies the weight of life. Wood exists for burning, and beauty exists for blooming. And life exists to leave the weight of life.
6 both ends of the balance
An amateur bodybuilder was diagnosed with bone cancer, and the doctor advised her to remove her right calf, but she refused. After half a year, the doctor asked her to saw off her right leg, but she refused. She died six months later. A friend sighed, "I wish I had sawed off my right calf earlier." Another friend said, "Illness never took away her beauty." After reading this story, I can't help sighing that things are impermanent. What you like is often just impossible. Facing the things and life we like, we always have to make the most difficult decisions. But if it were me, I think I would cherish life more.
As soon as a person is born, he announces "I was born" to the world with his croak. This means that this kind of life will become a sweet burden for parents. A person will experience all kinds of ups and downs in the process of growing up, which is a necessary stage for growing up as a person. These are nothing. When we are tired, we can go back to our parents' arms and the shelter that is always waiting for you. So we don't just live for ourselves, behind us, there is the warmth of waiting. What a bodybuilder does is not only irresponsible to himself, but also sorry to his parents.
As the saying goes, "if you stay in the green hills, you are not afraid of burning without firewood." Although it is a cliche, it is full of profound truth. We live in this world, not only for what we like, but sometimes we have to bear unbearable burdens. Since we can't change the reality, why not try to accept it and turn decay into magic? Although sawing off the right calf ruined the bodybuilder's sports career, it can be said that "I was born useful". How do you know that you will not achieve anything on the other hand? Online bookstall [Guangtao secondhand bookstall] Selling books online. Selected lyric prose of Xi Murong, book price:1000; Book appearance: 90%; Confucius' Old Books Network has gathered nearly 5,000 book stands across the country, displaying nearly 20 million kinds of books.
"Death is lighter than a feather and heavier than Mount Tai." Although it is a bit difficult to be heavier than Mount Tai, at least don't be lighter than a feather and cherish your life. Then don't give up your precious life easily Living represents hope. I remember reading such a passage: everyone is an apple bitten by God. The bigger the bite, the more delicious it is, so that it has the shortcomings now. When you are sad about your misfortune, why not think so and make yourself feel better. Even if there is no harbor, you can at least rely on yourself.
What is the value of life? I have never measured it with a balance, but I know it must be very expensive, very expensive ... because we have such a balance in mind, what can we put on the other end to balance it?
7. Eternal tug of war
Life and eternal tug-of-war, no one knows what is dragging at the other end of the rope. I only hope to have a moment of concentration, and eternity may turn around.
First, the wandering poetic soul
That proud boot still falls into Gao Lishi's ashamed and resentful hands, and our "fallen immortal" is long gone. The magnificent royal courtyard can accommodate the ambition of the next generation of emperors, but it can't accommodate the unruly soul. "Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those who have high status and high positions? They will never tolerate others showing them a sincere face. " The soul of poetry has traveled all over the world, bringing back poems handed down from generation to generation. "Wine into luxury intestines, one-third of the shock wave, more than seven points of poetry. When the embroidered mouth spits, it is half a prosperous Tang Dynasty. " That soul chose to wander, chose to stay away from court disputes and secular disturbances, and wandered all the way to pick up towering mountains, rushing rivers, the collection of wind whispers, and the unique Pentium on the spectrum, leaving the aftertaste for future generations over and over again. Readers who bought Xi Murong's prose also bought the following books: Liang Shiqiu's books selected the essence of Chi Li's novels in recent years, all of which were award-winning novels, which caused widespread controversy in the literary world.
Second, the geese fall to the north.
The snowstorm in Saibei, season after season, blew her husband's hair white and wet her dissatisfied wife's eyes. Until one day, on the way to Chang 'an, a group of people appeared in the distance, surrounded by a girl from the south, who walked into the Xiongnu camp with an olive green. From then on, the husband cheered and the dissatisfied wife smiled through tears. Countless families have ended sleepless nights. The girl touched the ethereal side with her tenderness and beauty. Thousands of miles away in Chang 'an, the emperor of the Han Dynasty is still lost: How did the only incense in the Han Dynasty fall into the hands of a group of Man Zi? Only the goose understands that the girl exchanged the glory of her life for the half-life peace of the Han Dynasty; Only with the geese can we understand how the wisps of green hair are boiled into white hair! How much homesickness does the faint Hu Jiali contain, and finally how to turn it into a green grave.
Third, the weight of a half-life.
In the desolate North Sea, sheep bleated, and not far away sat a man holding the Han Festival. From blackhead to hoary head, he continued to write history with half his life's hard work. However, in the south, emperors are handed down from generation to generation. No one remembers that in the distant North Sea, there stands a monument that the Han Dynasty could not fall down. The oil paints on the Han Festival faded layer by layer, but the old man's eyes in Xi Murong's prose were burning with a ray of light. Xiongnu Khan was afraid: "How can there be such a stubborn person?" He should be more proud, because he shoulders the eternal pride of the Chinese nation!
On the balance of life, some people choose personal honor and disgrace, others choose the unimpeded release of personality, the prosperity and peace of the country, and the loyalty and integrity of the nation. It is often these people who hold up the balance of life and hold fast to the eternal rope. In the tug-of-war between life and eternity, Xi Murong's Selected Works trusted my friends, and they would trust me without any proof. They are willing to believe every word I say, believe my joy and admiration in front of this fragrant old tree on this early summer night, and get an eternal answer.
8 the weight of tears
Light tears are human tears, and animal tears are heavy tears. Is a tear from the depths of life, heavier than metal. Maybe there is hypocrisy in people's tears, maybe there is personal grievance in people's tears, but only sincerity and animal tears are the tears that shock people's souls. Xi Murong's Selected Essays Written in Xi Murong's Hometown (set of ***2 volumes), edited by Xi Murong, version: 1, Writers Publishing House, two collections of essays, Pursuing Dreamland and Mongolian Class, were simultaneously published by Writers Publishing House and published in Xi Murong for many years.
The first time I saw the tears of animals, it was the tears of an old cat in my family. This old cat has been in my house for many years. I don't know how many children I have had and how old I am. I just know that it has become a member of our family, and an important part of our daily life is to play with her. When it was a kitten, we induced it to roll on the ground. Later, it grew up gradually, and we held it in our arms and stroked its soft fluff for a long time. It is also that we make out with it too much, and we can't live without our caress for a day. No matter who doesn't touch it on this day, it will find that person, even at night, and then lie beside him silently, waiting for his intimacy until that person finally touches it, even if it is only once. At this time, it will slowly walk away contentedly, as if full of it and this reason.