Month: June 2020

Write to those friends who once gave up studying

[Introduction] Have you ever given up learning like me, making yourself down and down in the crowd, suffering. When we were lonely, we walked into the quiet study, give Your Heart a fake, throw away all distracting thoughts, and take you into a world called; Book! A flat beach will leave different footprints when someone passes by. When the waves rush to the beach that has been trampled by people again, the beach will return to its original smoothness again. It seems to be a journey of life. When someone comes to this smooth beach again, he can never guess who has ever been here. Just like a childhood dream in reality, it weakens with time and age. At that time, we always thought that our dream would come true when we grew up. We always thought that everything was simple. But now, our study, work, love, are all in trouble. ‘Learning’ is tired of the knowledge that can’t be learned through books that can’t be read for a lifetime, while ‘work’ is troubled by various disputes between colleagues and superiors, ‘Love’ sticks to the lifelong promise. When I was young, I began to think that learning had no meaning for myself, and playing was the most fun. Then I left my study in the forgotten corner all the time. When I needed to use it, my mind was empty and I would feel dizzy when I saw the test paper. I don’t know if you feel the same way when you were in school? In those years, I only wanted to enjoy myself for a while, but now I feel depressed because of my shallow knowledge, not to mention keeping up with this era of information and advanced technology. I used to feel sleepy when I read books, but now I abandon my sleepy Heart and start to learn many meanings of life in books. After a long time, I find that reading is also a pleasure. Silent den. Pure music and classic books seem to leave a false impression on the heart, making the unhappiness in the heart go away and focusing on a favorite book. It turns out that this is also a way to change the mood. You can also practice your patience. Don’t suffer or complain for giving up learning. This is useless, because it is our own choice. There is no regret medicine of legend in the world, and there is no time back. Facing the reality is the most important thing. People around you often ask: Don’t you regret that you didn’t learn well when you were young? There is no need to regret at this time. Age cannot limit the communication between people and books. Now I am used to a full life, but I still don’t want to study in those closed campuses, and my thoughts seem to be inactive. You will feel boring when you see teachers; You might as well pick up a book and study its meaning by yourself. The effect is really different, because you can think about the meaning in the book from different angles, there is no one to limit your own thoughts; You can see freely, so I am used to the imagination of freedom and don’t like to be hindered by anything. Maybe everyone has such a heart! The loneliness in childhood is accompanied by toys, and the lonely time in adulthood is accompanied by books. It may be a happy thing to accompany your lover to recall the interesting things in the book when you are white-haired and lonely! When you finish the whole journey of your life, will you find that the one who really accompany you for the whole life is not your relatives. Nor is it a bosom friend in life; And the ‘knowledge’ that accompanies our whole life, because only the knowledge we have learned can be carried to all corners in this world. So don’t worry about giving up learning. Now books are still your life partner. Although I can’t listen to the teacher in the classroom like I did when I was a child, I can still read books in a hurry. I can learn different knowledge and constantly supply myself with electricity to build a new foundation for the future! [Post-editing feeling] what you gave up does not mean what you have lost now. The failure does not mean that you have failed after all. You have been left out in school because of your poor grades. But it does not mean that you are now desolated by this society. I have never regretted what I gave up, because I believe that the road I am taking now is bright. Everything is just like the rising sunrise, as if seeing hope rising in my heart!

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[Introduction] one day, I found myself kneeling in front of Bodhisattva every night, praying devoutly for her. No matter in the night with thunder or in the calm night, I would always mutter to the Bodhisattva to chant scriptures for her.

It rained heavily outside the door, and the roof was filled with the ticking of raindrops. The rain came without warning, just like all the joys and sorrows in the world, which always made people feel unprepared. Sitting alone in the Buddhist temple, I felt lonely and just wanted to find a moment of peace here. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew past, and floated into the door with the rain silk, which wet my iPad keyboard and my face. Looking at the bodhisattva dressed in gold, with a kind of compassion, it seemed to stare at me silently. His half-open eyes seemed to ask me what on earth I couldn’t let go. I wanted to say something but stopped. The sad past hidden in my heart was suppressed by me fiercely, and I didn’t let it leak out. Because, everything is done knowing that it cannot be done. I prayed silently in my heart, hoping Bodhisattva could forgive my fault. I also pray that bodhisattva can bless the one in my heart, and bless her happiness in this life, no disaster and no difficulty. But I beg her to enter and enter safely, even if I have no chance to see her in this life, my wish is enough… Thinking of the promise made to bodhisattva to let her through the difficulties, I felt that at least I had done something for her. Since then, on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, I have been a vegetarian. What makes me so determined and what makes me make decisions that affect my whole life? Now, I seem a little vague. Maybe, she really made me pity at that time, and I just wanted to protect and care for her with the power of my whole life. Now, she has gone through the rain, but I fell into the abyss because of losing. Emotional things are just unreasonable. At the beginning, I was willing to give everything for a good friend and a confidante, just to walk side by side with her and accompany her through the gloomy days. It was the trick of God, or they were not firm enough to each other. A beautiful friendship bloomed a bright rainbow, though gorgeous, it was short-lived. When the night gradually falls, the Rainbow also gradually disappears in the darkness with the sunset. The bright moon, put on a gentle dress for the Earth, star, blinked, silent. Silence replaced the ringing of phone short messages, and missing replaced the words of caring each other. Since then, being forced by life is like a stranger. Although full of sorrow, I can only tell to the dark sky. Every care, every sleepless night, only the faint sadness in my heart can be counted in the words, only hoping to drive away all the melancholy one by one. She is as calm as water. She has returned to normal life. However, I was still wandering at the crossroads, confused and helpless, and didn’t know which direction to go. Sometimes, I really doubt whether I am too emotional or unwilling to face the reality. As a result, the burden kept suffocating itself. One day, I found myself kneeling in front of Bodhisattva every night, praying devoutly for her. No matter in the night with thunder or in the calm night, I would always mutter to the Bodhisattva to chant scriptures for her. Am I too persistent, or do I love her too much? Did I not know how to put it down, or did I choose to escape? I don’t know. The raindrops outside the door are still constant, the dignified Bodhisattva is still quiet, but my heart is ups and downs in this quiet place. I think, if bodhisattva can speak, what will he say to me? With his merciful heart, he would definitely not want to see me spoil himself so much, and would certainly give me a blow, making me sober, continue to move forward, no longer look back, no longer sentimentally attached to the past. I also thought. Reluctantly, I tried many ways and tried many ways. When everything stopped, she would enter my mind and my heart silently. Therefore, day after day, year after year, I am silent behind the world, lonely with words, lonely into the darkness of every night

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