Fragments, remnants, floating in the heart lake, shaking out the waves of a lake; Memory, in the past, the wind slipped through your fingertips, leaving many colors. Regardless of the outside interference, I silently looked at all the familiar things outside the window with the door half closed and thought. Looking down at your favorite book, at a certain moment, there will be a rare pause and blank in your mind, just like an unused rice paper, with less impulse and more hesitation. Then I looked up at the scenery outside the balcony, and several yellow leaves on the vine were still trying to prove my youth and beauty; Suddenly realized: summer has passed, autumn has come, the breath of the past is hard to find, green recedes, yellow appears, and the footsteps of autumn are getting closer and closer.
A fallen leaf knows that autumn is coming, and the rustling scenery is rustling. Why does rain come to the world? It's drizzling and drizzling. In September this year, the weather was not as hot as in previous years, with an autumn rain and a cold. Summer gradually fades out of people's sight, and the climate, like many things, comes and goes quietly. The time that can be engraved by the annual rings has quietly precipitated round by round without a trace of nostalgia. I can't see the flow of time, only the leaves are green and yellow, yellow and green. After a long journey, I will go back to the way when the goods came, and I will taste them in my heart, bitter and sweet; There are twists and turns, flatness, comfort, success and failure. All the stories are only known to you. "Use books, hate less, and things are difficult, unless you have a calendar."
The past years always make people feel sad and want to sing for it. How many stars have been fascinated, and human love can be seen everywhere; Unforgettable ordinary things on weekdays, smile and be grateful. In the hurried years, I am grateful to those who are willing to stop for me, talk with me, and give me comfort and encouragement; On my darkest road, I lit up the road ahead with candles. In the past years, I thank those who are willing to pay time for me, making me happy and smiling; When I walk on the bumpy road, hold my hand and accompany me through the thorny mileage; Without them, I may lose the courage to challenge the starting point or on the way.
On rainy days, I thank those who are willing to give up the position of the umbrella edge for me, so that I won't get wet by the rain and enjoy the colorful rainbow after the rain with me. In every sleepless night, I am grateful for giving up sleep for me and talking to people who have been sleepy with me. Their reason is simple: "I can't let my partner face the darkness and loneliness alone." Love on earth is as warm as getting sunshine in a cold winter. Thanks to these people who are close to my family and have been accompanying me, enjoying the lakes and mountains along the way, let me see that in this materialistic society, emotion, care and mutual assistance still exist.
Autumn, originally a sad season, I don't think so. I just feel that time is slipping away from my years like air. I don't know how many days and nights in my life will slip away and disappear, and then accumulate into an increase in age. Life is faced with a lot of confusion, just like walking in the dark, groping, until you come to the front, you will see the road under your feet.
The world is bigger than people can imagine, ponder and understand, but the scenery and wonderful scenery along the way will give you a broader mind and firmer confidence; Life is too short to let you fall into unnecessary troubles, so you should fully understand the connotation and extension of life; So don't blame yourself too much for what you missed, and don't give up on yourself. The world is so grand that you can't see everything; Life is too short to try to expand horizontally; Heaven is rewarding.
With the coolness of the breeze, I wandered along the deserted country road, letting my thoughts wander freely, as pure and free as nature. Looking at the empty valley in the distance and the overlapping Woods in front of me, I want to know how many young trees have grown in a year, and the delicate flowers are fragrant. Being alone is the quietest, most leisurely and the easiest time for people to recall the past. The feelings and tastes left by those years, the original works and years written in thick ink, are examined by thinking one by one. Some things can be clear now; Some things can only be transparent when you are alone in a quiet corner and concentrate on thinking; Some hidden pains and scars in my heart will also heal when I am calm. Some people have something that will stay in their hearts forever; Some people have something, just a meteor in the sky of life. ...
Horses live and gallop, while people live and dream. I am glad that I had a wonderful dream during that time, and I learned a lot in the pursuit of dreams. Let me have a bite when I am hungry, which relieves my hunger; Sleeping in bed eliminates fatigue; There is a foothold in the crowded crowd and a place for survival and development. I know what to advocate and what to believe, and I also know that people who have no faith without advocating are terrible and even more pathetic. All along, I have a proud dream, although there is no beauty and sadness of others. I know that we should base ourselves on our own conditions and make unremitting efforts to realize our dreams. Life will become more substantial, and life will be more substantial.
Flowers are no longer blooming, fruits are approaching maturity, and the shadow of dreams is dragging on the ground. Memories, freeze frames, and firm steps are persistence in dreams and strong hopes for realizing them. I know that although not everyone can reach the other side of their dreams, I know that as long as they work hard and sweat, life will increase in thickness and charm. On the contrary, decades of wandering, mediocrity and mediocrity will not be found with the passage of time.
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Sitting on the river bank, watching the water flow relentlessly, time keeps flowing like this without a pause. September comes as scheduled, and fields and orchards full of dams are all over the mountains, indicating the breath of harvest, creating a feeling of joy, activating dreams in hope, and the wreath of dreams will be realized in the near future. But you should know that September is still a stone's throw away from harvest and dreams. September is a month that seems happy and can't be harvested immediately; The rain in September and the sunshine in September have narrowed the distance between dreams and reality. People must keep calm and rational when cheering, comrades still need to work hard! September is neither as violent as July and August, nor as cold as November and December. In such a breezy month, you can have a good sleep, get up early, leisurely make a cup of coffee and play a piece of music. Quietly taste mellow coffee in the ups and downs of music, experience the five flavors of life, wake up in meditation and look forward to the future. Pour another pot of memories, drink with time, smile and meditate a little, and the fleeting time will be filled with fragrance.
Time took away a period of time; Years, depicting the latent beauty; The feelings that have been immersed in time remain in the depths of memory and are fragrant with life. The moon is full of rain and shine, and people have joys and sorrows; As long as fate is in your own hands, there is no despair in life. Life is a process of learning from mistakes, and it is a process of practicing and realizing Tao. The difference is only in a person's life orientation: you practice Buddhism, I believe in Buddhism, he pursues Confucianism, and each has its own goals ... The road is extending, the scenery is changing, time is wasting, fate is deciding, and the chapter of life is continuing. Every reading note is written with one's own footprints. How many people can understand this article from the past to the present? Different footprints and accumulated materials will lead to different articles.
An excellent masterpiece comes from the attention to the details of life around you and the vague feelings, from the experience and constant appreciation on the road of life. As long as you keep climbing and trudging, there will be endless creative sources in your works, and your life chapter will touch others and yourself, and contribute a long-standing immortal work to the world. Articles are not heartless things, but they are more eloquent when turned into emotions; The lack of the moon is the retrospect of the full moon, and now is the retrospect of the future. Many things in life have been blurred and many people have forgotten; Only a few people participate in their own happiness and happiness, and they need to cherish it most. There is no eternity in life. Raise your head to drive away tears, see the past clearly and grasp the present. People always look back on the road, gradually find the right goal, set the right course and speed up the pace of progress in constant revision.
I can't be idle when it's not old; The sunset is boundless, and the river is boundless. This body needs diligence now. For many years, my heart seems to be being pulled by an invisible force, and a rising torrent is constantly purifying my heart. That's when I threw the most extravagant time in my life into chasing dreams without reservation, and performed a picture of life without regrets in thousands of days and nights, dazzling the scenery all the way. Along the way, I learned to persist and persist. In the process of chasing dreams, although I will experience all kinds of hardships, I will also stumble all the way and always impact the shackles of life; But I have experienced that as long as there is a dream, there is motivation to move forward; In the constant pursuit of dreams, life will become more exciting and colorful. So I have no regrets. I still cherish my dreams, aim high and pursue them persistently. I am willing to try my best to pursue my dreams to death. Chasing dreams has become a habit in life, just to turn the instantaneous beauty of life into eternal glory; Chasing dreams is enough to make me shine in the process of generation and leave a shining light in the long river of history.
Although there is occasional drizzle in the sky, although there are countless worries, although there are layers of anxiety and worry, although there are unspeakable words. However, I know that everything is full of variables, and everything must be natural. Life is like a cycle of four seasons, one after another. I, like this September, gradually revealed a trace of yellow in the dark green, ordinary, calm and indifferent.
In September, flowers bloom on the other side, and the sun shines all over the floor. The sun climbs step by step along the corner, mixed with some faint colors. The moon illuminates the idea of harvest and sets off the dream under hope; With the fragrance of sweat, rice flowers play the dream of imagining the golden autumn with the sky in the middle of the night ... Little by little memories and imagination, like the twinkling light of stars, dress up a blue sky. A long time ago, September was the day when I started school. In primary school, it means another grade, as if I could hear my voice grow taller and my heart was full of joy. When I entered junior high school, I don't know whether it was because I was older or changed from six to one, and my joy gradually faded. Those new faces and eager eyes are full of challenges. At that moment, the determination to fight was far greater than the joy. At that time, September meant that we began to raise the sail of exploring knowledge and began to write beautiful youth and life.
Time has passed year by year, with more memories and experiences. In the days of osmanthus, I read all the life manuscripts written by my own footprints. Line by line, word by word, sometimes carefully written, sometimes scribbled and full of mistakes, sometimes word by word, sometimes lazy and unintelligible. A manuscript of life, witnessing the passage of time. In the face of a pile of life manuscripts that are still being written, whether it is wonderful or failed, it is a foregone conclusion, which can be scrutinized and cannot be modified. Whether you are satisfied or not, you should continue to write. Looking back on the past is to better face the reality and plan the future. In September, the sky is high and the clouds are light, which makes people awake and the footsteps follow. I believe that in September, I will use my will and courage to surpass myself and improve myself.
Fallen leaves add vicissitudes of life, and years leave traces to express their feelings. In the constant pursuit of my dreams, I gradually matured, no longer obsessed with flashy mistakes, no longer focused on success, and strived to take solid and powerful steps. Looking back on the imprint left by all the way, I can't help but feel relieved, which is the persistence and pursuit of dreams; Looking to the future, I still hold my dreams and fight bravely.
When we come to this world, many people will tell us their understanding of life and life in various names. Some are the tone of discussion, some are beyond doubt, some are the way of direct dialogue, and some are influenced by silence. In this environment, we have developed a way to perceive the world: what is beautiful, what is ugly, what is good, what is evil, what is noble, what is humble, what is heart-warming and what is disgusting. These ideas and feelings have shaped us, defined us and helped us to integrate into the complex adult society, but at the same time they have bound us and standardized us.
Whether we like it or not, life will inevitably provide us with many opportunities to reflect on these given concepts and patterns. If we are sensitive enough or sober enough, we will often stop to look back and have a clear judgment on the rules and patterns that define us. Life is to go all the way, look back all the way and know all the way, which is a cycle of hermeneutics. Many truths of life are mixed in quicksand, waiting for us to wash the sand quietly. Unremitting struggle and firm pace, let us enjoy ourselves and get the true meaning; "The running water keeps scouring the sand, and the waves before are not extinguished." Sometimes, people stop on the journey, not to slack off or not to see the beautiful scenery, but to let the soul rest, trim, look back, proofread and move on. Looking back, let us be more determined; Pursuit makes us no longer empty; Perseverance makes us happier.
I am not a saint, and it is difficult to be firm in the face of irresistible temptation. But I hate desert, I hate bare monotony, I hate endless emptiness, and I refuse all pessimistic visits. What I want to do is to embrace my dream as usual, make unremitting efforts, fight bravely, and not be afraid of hardship, one step at a time; Vanity is polished away in repeated scouring and baptism, firmness is washed away, and a wonderful life is nurtured in repeated sweating.
"A hundred rivers are tolerant, but a thousand walls are indifferent, but it is justice", which is not to go forward bravely in loneliness, nor to be opinionated in helplessness; But an open-minded and broad mind with a bottom line and a scale. Of course, I will not solidify my soul and be a stone that I only know how to bear; In that case, where is the beauty of this spiritual world? I don't want to complain about the past. If I complain all day, I will get lost. I just want to realize my dream, do well in the present and realize my promise to the future.
In August, I walked away, bid farewell to yesterday's heat and quit the stage. September comes as scheduled to welcome today's dawn, and the charm of the season flows in the long river of leisure time. Take a deep breath and embrace the softest wind shadow between heaven and earth with open arms. The spark of youth and wisdom bloomed in September, and the expectation of workers stopped waiting in September. In September, there was no immediate dream expectation for teenagers, no immediate results for breathless workers, but it cast a chill over the past and the future. On the one hand, it will never come again, on the other hand, it will always come; In September, people look back calmly, see if the footprints are solid, and rationally observe whether the route ahead is biased. September tells people who are about to harvest: the road of life will go on forever. It is a new unfinished road at present; Only by building your ideals and goals on the basis of seeking truth from facts and being down-to-earth, can you find another way, have unexpected experiences, be worthy of the future and have no regrets in life.