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Temple meditation

[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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Planted beautiful seed

[Introduction] I always feel that my energy can not be released, my mood is always depressed, I always abuse myself mentally, I always tend to see the bad side of things, and I always imagine the bad result when things happen, lacking the consciousness of self-motivation and forming the habit of positive thinking.

Beauty is everywhere. For our eyes, it is not lack of beauty, but lack of discovery. If we think about it further, the discovery of beauty should not be on the eyes, but on the spiritual level. A person with a happy heart will find more beauty, and he can feel the existence of beauty even if there is nothing to say in the eyes of ordinary people. However, a person who really develops to a certain level often has this kind of aesthetic mind. And people with this kind of aesthetic soul, in turn, can find more beauty. This virtuous circle, as time passes, will make you happy all your life. For example, during the anti-Japanese War, Chen Jingrun was studying in junior high school. At that time, a group of mathematicians from Southwest Associated University came to his school. Once, a mathematician told Chen Jingrun and his classmates that mathematics was the queen of science, and number theory was the beautiful crown on the Queen’s head. The biggest pearl on the crown was Goldbach’s conjecture. Then the teacher briefly described this conjecture, and told the students that more than 200 years had passed, and this conjecture has not yet been proved. At this time, Chen Jingrun paid attention to Goldbach conjecture silently, which could also be said to be the dream in his childhood, which ignited his yearning for the beauty of mathematics. He devoted himself to proving this conjecture for decades, and finally pushed this conjecture one step forward in 1973. His conclusion is that any even number can be expressed as the sum of the product of a prime number and no more than two prime numbers, and his proof results are published in the second issue of Chinese science magazine in 1973. His proof was ahead of mathematicians all over the world, which caused a sensation all over the world. Famous writer Xu Chi described how many brilliant mathematicians in the world over the past 200 years with the reportage “Goldbach conjecture”, who exhausted their efforts to pick the pearl on the crown. Chen Jingrun was only one step away from picking the pearl on the crown. How many Chinese read the Goldbach conjecture over and over again with tears in their eyes. Goldbach conjecture is not only an abstract subject name in the field of mathematics in the minds of a generation of Chinese, but also represents an ultimate problem conquered by Chinese. It is more like a spiritual symbol, it refers to the academic belief and spirit of persistent pursuit, never say defeat, sprint to the top, and death. Nowadays, some people are unhappy all day long and cannot see good things. They even regard good things as ugly things. If one cannot see beautiful things, he cannot appreciate beauty. Confucius said: it is popular in poetry, standing in etiquette, and becoming happiness. The poems in the book of songs were not only a kind of poetic literature and art at that time, but also expressed their ambitions and made music. Confucius said that he was self-defense and anti-Lu, and Yasong had his own place. When you enter the aesthetic state of music, you will learn a lot, because there is something beautiful in it. Confucius also said: Know the inferior to be person, good person as music of. Li Zehou, a master of Confucianism, said that the first knowledge lies in the level of knowledge, the second good lies in the level of morality, and the third happiness lies in the level of aesthetics. Learning itself is also a kind of beauty, which should be a happy journey for individual life to explore and seek knowledge. However, at present, many comrades regard learning as a hard labor. Who brewed this cup of bitter wine? If tracing to its source, can not and no aesthetic sentiment related. We can take a look at Confucius: eating, eating, drinking, eating, eating, drinking, eating, eating, eating, drinking, and enjoying. Eat coarse rice, drink cold water, and sleep with your arms bent as a pillow. You still feel very happy. This kind of beauty is probably not what ordinary people can possess. Entering aesthetics is a higher level beyond habits. Confucius’s learning just entered this realm. But entering into the study of aesthetics is not only learning cultural knowledge, but also the growth of personality and soul. Human beings exist in the universe. Although the time is short, they should be happy and happy because of life. With this feeling, there will be a special sense of beauty when seeing anything. Even though the sunrise and sunset everyday, I don’t think that the sun is just repeating the past repeatedly, but the presentation of new scenes one after another, which is beautiful and wonderful. If you want to plant the seeds of beauty in your heart, you must pay attention to overcoming some wrong ideas and bad influences in your mind. These things affect our way of thinking and thus our quality of life. Therefore, we should try our best to eliminate these obstacles. You should plant the seeds of beauty in your heart, and don’t always complain about everything unsatisfactory. Some people tend to have persistent dissatisfaction with their environment. Superficially, it seems that there are always many deficiencies in our environment that make some of our spiritual needs unsatisfied and happy, but this is not the crux of the problem. The real problem is that we all want the environment to meet our needs, but we don’t take practical actions to change it, but we just use our inner complaints to vent our dissatisfaction, and maintain the psychological balance by time, which makes it difficult for the seeds of beauty to blossom and bear fruit in their own hearts. If you want to plant the seeds of beauty in your heart, you should not be agitated. Irritation is a destructive force for both our body and mind. More and more people reflect that they are annoyed. Fidgety people often feel that they can only stay on the surface of life. They can neither experience life deeply nor feel the happiness of life. They often feel that their life lacks texture. In fact, this kind of bad feeling often comes from a person’s lack of deep and comprehensive understanding of himself, and often cannot see the internal relationship of things. Therefore, I lack proper grasp of myself and the things I encounter. I always feel that I have nothing to gain in my life and work, and that I live too shallow. Ask? As time passes by, there is no beauty at all. If you want to plant the seeds of beauty in your heart, you must not lack the sense of value. Lack of sense of value actually means lack of happiness. And happiness has different levels. Happy things are not necessarily valuable. Only happy and valuable things can make us have a real sense of value. The sense of value comes from a person’s evaluation of the choices he makes and his contribution. What you do is valuable to others and meets your own spiritual needs at the same time. A person will feel happiness from the heart and have a strong sense of value. With the sense of value, you have passion and happiness in everything you do. Of course, you also feel the beauty of life. To plant the seeds of beauty in the heart, remember not to be depressed and self-abased. Depressed people lack passion and love for life, always feel self-abasement, always feel that they live worse than others, always feel that their energy cannot be released, and always feel depressed, I always abuse myself mentally, always tend to see the bad side of things, always imagine bad results when things happen, lack the consciousness of self-motivation, and do not form the habit of positive thinking. It should be clear that everything has both advantages and disadvantages. You need to find your own strengths, make more friends, develop your own advantages, and let others see that you have confidence. If you have shortcomings, you should correct them in time. When you are in a good mood, you should adjust yourself in time. Friends, please remember that if you don’t feel depressed and self-abased, you must be confident and happy. We must live happily for our family and ourselves. These negative feelings above are destructive forces to oneself and others as well as life and work. Therefore, we must pay close attention to these negative emotions and feelings. We must believe that these bad feelings come from our hearts and are closely related to our character and way of thinking, and firstly, they are caused by our understanding of ourselves. Only by clarifying this point can we think seriously, change ourselves with a positive attitude and plant the seeds of truth, goodness and beauty in our hearts, your heart will gradually become beautiful.

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Standing cloud

[Introduction] the pursuit of interests and wealth is doomed to sacrifice and abandon. Sitting in the clouds and listening to the pine waves, the mountains are rippling; Standing in the clouds and looking at the tall buildings, the dangers and dangers are towering and straight into the mountains.

Bathing in the breeze of willows in the morning, holding the curved bridge made of rainbows, I stepped onto the clouds. The floating clouds are like the sea, leaping and turning. A dark cloud floating several times under the blue sky passing by converges the sad face of yesterday, quietly reflecting the wisps of Sunrise, and there is a red flame in the gray, like a dark bonfire, lit quietly. The mood of looking far away flew away through the thick clouds with the galloping breeze. I still remember the appearance of the palace in the sky in Journey to the West: The high gate of the South Heaven, the towering Optimus Prime, the tortuous corridor, the clouds flying and mist circling, and the aura is clear. On the solemn Jinluan Palace, the golden hairpin and Jade crown of the Queen’s mother and Jade Emperor gathered among the gods with strange shapes. Some of them hold fans with bare feet and feather into immortals; Some hold whips with their fingers and sweep the dust; Some hold pagodas with Fengyi and are imposing; Some have Buddha beads and sandalwood and Buddha light all over their faces; Some have white veil and plain crown, and, with mercy, each has its own appearance and expression, and each has its own charm and Taoism. Gong E’s pink and black satin is like jade, and the Jade Pavilion is like a forest. Where the wind blows and the clouds break away, it seems that there is a fairy walking. Dreams are colorful, far and near, if the reality is empty, buried in the vast expanse of white in front of my eyes. Floating across the Milky Way and the Tianshan Mountains, only oneself drifted between the clouds. Hey! Although I can stand on this high cloud with naked eyes, I can’t understand the magic and mystery of the fairyland after all. Even if you can have a vision of three thousand miles, you can’t penetrate the boundary of the golden light protector. Only standing in the clouds and watching the clouds, open your sleeves and let the wind mad. The clouds are dense and foggy, and the Jade Hall of the Golden building is full of clouds and mist, which is just a fragment of yesterday’s memory; The sun, moon and stars, with bright light and changing day and night, are the most beautiful starting points today. When the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the buildings are high and the lights are bright, the predecessors of the vast world use love words to point out the aura of mountains and rivers, and the intention words outline the blue of people’s dreams. Perhaps only the good words of gold and jade can match the construction of uncanny workmanship, and only the ambiguity of thousands of miles away can weaken the destruction and pollution once caused. The fragrance of flowers, the luxuriant and verdant elegance always run counter to the peaceful buildings and the bizarre modern urban life, which are getting farther and farther. Although the mountains and rivers with green mountains, warm water, blooming flowers, falling leaves, frozen and washed by snow have endless sources of life, they cannot resist people’s longing and fantasy for an increasingly comfortable life. The temptation of famous clothes, cars and houses, the dazzling of diamonds, jewels and Emeralds not only provoke people’s vision, but also capture people’s pursuit of material desires. The pursuit of interests and wealth is doomed to sacrifice and abandon. Sitting in the clouds and listening to the pine waves, the mountains are rippling; Standing in the clouds and looking at the tall buildings, the dangers and dangers are towering and straight into the mountains. Wandering around with a passionate heart, shuttling back and forth in the floors of clouds, seas, mist and mountains. When you raise your eyebrows and cast your eyes, the scenery and life are still the same.

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Kite sketches

[Editor’s note] the swaying kite in the air is drawn by the wind. There is no wind that can’t fly, and the wind is too strong to be blown away; There is wind that no one pulls, and the kite that has become a broken line, although it gets rid of the bondage, it is not necessarily a good thing. The author thinks of life from, if you want to show your skills and make some achievements in a certain territory, you can’t do without the wind and people who decide the kite flight. The day before yesterday, the sun just set, the breeze was cool, walking on the bank of Nanhu Lake, stretching my nervous thoughts for days and breathing the fresh air in a rare corner of the downtown. Maybe many people have the same feeling. This little remote place is not short of like-minded tourists. Some people drive with their companions and come here leisurely. Or sit on the steps of the lake, watch the Lake View, and talk about life; Or fish by the lake, wait for fish to bite in silence, share the joy of harvest with family; Or sit on the grass and get close to the nature, relaxed and carefree. I didn’t participate in it, but just walked casually as a spectator passing by in their life. I looked up to see something in the air unintentionally. At first I thought it was a newspaper or plastic bag that was blown up by the wind, and I was about to sigh the weak consciousness of environmental protection. Looking carefully, I can see clearly that the kite was led by one person, and I can’t help laughing at my eyesight. It can be seen that a kite-flying person is a good player with rich experience. The kite is under his traction: either left or right; Or front or back; Or high or low. For a while rapid flight, one secure sway; For a while like wings-click days, for a while like subduction bottom. It is graceful, changeable and touching. Thank you for the wonderful feeling he brought. The kite swaying in the air is drawn by the wind. There was no wind that could not fly, and the wind was too strong to be blown away; When there was wind and no one pulled it, the kite became a broken line. Although it got rid of the bondage, it was not necessarily a good thing to die by itself. Suddenly, I couldn’t help thinking of life. If I wanted to stretch out my hand and make some achievements in a certain territory, I could not do without the wind and people who decided to fly kites. Maybe I was just the kite in others’ hands, and I couldn’t help myself at all. Although this was the case, I was not willing to make a broken kite for the so-called freedom. If you want to fly, just hope that the wind is right, and the traction person is willing to let it fly in the right space. If the kite’s wish is fulfilled, it needs to remember the kindness. It is the wind and others that can make it achieve its wish. My mind flew away unwittingly, and I came back to my mind, but I saw there was no flying kite in the air. The person who used to fly the kite had taken the thread just now, but now the kite came back to his hands peacefully and was arranging his luggage, ready to go back. At this point, I was shocked that the sky was dark and the night was approaching. I regained my mood gradually and stepped on the way back.

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Tired should

[Introduction] contradictory psychology, sometimes I miss everything; Sometimes I feel tired of everything and everything. Most of the time, many things are not our own choices or decisions. Sometimes, we are not ourselves. Staring at the gloomy day outside the window through the tiredness of the eyelids, it seemed that it was going to rain. Perhaps, the rain has already fallen, and you just haven’t seen it in a corner where no one is left. Just sit quietly like this, full of heart deep in my heart. I can’t see white clouds and sunshine. At this moment, it should be delighted that my father flew from the blue sky and white clouds as he wished, and flew to the fascinating Jiangnan water town; At this moment, there was some melancholy of parting, looking forward to another meeting after a long time; At this moment, it should be relaxed, and there is no concern at home even if all the trifles are arranged properly; At this moment, there is a slight sadness, recalling the trace of homesickness and the deep cabin of the forest, I miss the happiness and comfort; At this moment, it should be as calm as water, and everything is wrapped by exhaustion and tight; But at this moment, there is some shallow sorrow, I don’t know what color the future days will be, and how long this mood will stay here! I have seen through the uncertainty of the world and the sadness of the reality. I don’t know where the fear comes from, there is a trace of fear about the world, the reality, the people, the things and everything. Is it too far away from the reality, or maybe there is no place for me to live in this world of fame and wealth! I am tired of the lifestyle which depends on people’s faces and feelings when talking and doing things, and I hate the excessively realistic existence and communication. Sometimes, I feel a little lucky that I have not been soaked in such bitter water for a long time; What I feel tired is not my body, but a tired heart. Contradictory psychology, sometimes nostalgia for everything; Sometimes boredom for everything and its. Most of the time, many things are not our own choices or decisions. Sometimes, we are not ourselves. Even if you are tired, you have to face it. If you can choose, but there is no if. We are all people around the same earth. When you are alone, you will think a lot, thinking that everything is so boring. Those lingering words, those precious friendship, those unforgettable memories, those joys and sorrows, those dribs and drabs are floating like smoke and fog, waving his sleeves all went with the wind. What remains is only a little melancholy and the light warm color. Looking at those words about confusion seems to be moaning without illness, or tired of monologue like that! Some feelings can only be enjoyed by yourself, because it is a kind of unspeakable pain; No one can help you find an exit. After all, you have to walk out by yourself. Through the dark ravines, we walked all the way to the road covered with bluestone. The dark cyan faded away yesterday’s fickleness, maybe it is a mature color that both you and I desire! Less impetuous yesterday, more mature and steady now, no longer addicted to something. Messy thoughts, messy words can’t find what you want to express, just want to write some feelings like flowing clouds, let tired heart rest in the words. Contradictory psychological contradictory words, tired of the confused words, but there are confusion and contradiction between the lines. These days, I really want to express something and say something, but I feel that there is nothing to say or maybe there is no need to say. Maybe people are such a complex of contradiction, hiding invisible sadness under the seemingly calm Lake! Under the sky without color, people are worried, the wind is faint, the clouds are leisurely, and the rain is also worried. The endless leisure sorrow, the endless raindrops, the incomprehensible mind and the incomprehensible thoughts folded everything into a small boat and passed away with the waves. Let the tired mood lose with the passing of yesterday!

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[Introduction] in the boundless world of prose, I am willing to believe that every article and every work starts from the heart and is the path of true feelings. Therefore, I prefer to believe that what I feel is the truest of you.

On Saturday night, the cold wind surrounded me. The air after the rain is particularly fresh. Looking out from the window of the twentieth and seventh floor, thousands of lights were on fire. It was already lonely before midnight. The noise of subway passing by, from time to time, rang all over the sky, covering all the sounds and disturbing the mind. I dimmed the light in the living room, opened a bottle of wine and poured myself. I was accompanied by moving melody and magnetic singing from the radio. Casually, I opened the iPad again and began to stroll in the webpage of . But I don’t know why, the mood tonight is chaotic, but I can’t concentrate on tasting every article carefully. I didn’t want to spoil every blog’s efforts, let alone disrespect everyone, so I had to retreat and return to the real world again. Thinking of these days, this prose world has spent countless lonely times with me, and also let my ideal see a glimmer of light, which can be regarded as inspiring my will to keep writing. At the same time, I think more about sharing my mind with some people who are persistent in writing here. It seems that there are many more listening ears, which makes me feel particularly pleased. I think the person that I am most grateful to is the numerous editors of who took great pains to review my emotions and approve my works. Thanks to Ke Er, yi er, Dielianhua, the distance between dreams and Ruoyu. You are the first to finish my article, and finally you are my most “loyal” readers? If it were not for you, my voice would not be shared with a group of like-minded blogs, let alone be published in this world. I see new works on the Internet every day. I can see how many blogs I submit daily and how many works I want to review everyday. However, your work efficiency is extraordinary. It usually takes only half a day for my articles to come to life. Here, I want to pay tribute to your enthusiasm for this duty and say thank you. Similarly, in this virtual world, I also seem to meet new friends unintentionally. No matter tourists who have read my articles, visitors who stay in my space, or even readers who push me and step on me, I will say hello to you. To make you feel my inner world, we are destined, even though it may just pass. Thank you for every blog that left a message for me ~ The cloud is like water, the Queen of demons, Yu Yangzhi, the flowers fall ruthlessly, the snow of Erya mountain orchid, Kilimanjaro, who will save my youth, water wheat straw, seeking suoxue, Liu hongmeier, sea charm and sorrow. What moved me most were Liu hongmeier and Hai Yun. Because of your messages and your visits, I will never feel strange or lonely in this space. Your encouragement is the greatest motivation for me to continue to stick to it. Your occasional greeting warms my body and softens my heart. If possible, I would like to give you a paper crane. I wish you a smooth and smooth life in the future. I always feel that people who write articles are full of emotions. Especially when the article reveals the inner world and the touching to life. However, in your articles, I seem to have explored the most sincere emotion and the truest side. Compared with the masks worn by cruel reality people, you are much more lovely. In real life, I am persistent and emotional, and pay special attention to friendship. Because friendship is also a kind of wealth for me. It was a pity that I was too harsh. For people, I always looked on coldly before deciding whether I could be friends with him. Therefore, the fewer friends I have, the more I cherish them. In the boundless world of prose, I am willing to believe that every article and every work starts from the heart and is the path of true feelings. Therefore, I prefer to believe that what I feel is the truest of you. Night, gradually deep, weather, gradually cool down, I, gradually tired… I am so tired…! But, with you, with , tired heart, with dependence… It’s good to know you! As in 2011 nian, 8 yue 27 ri. The day without her is 183rd. Cloudy.

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Xinyu imprinted

[Introduction] facing some people and things, you must suppress all the indignation in your heart, and then touch it with a smile. You don’t like it in your heart, but hide everything. What on earth has changed you and given you the way you are now.

[Heart brigade.] At the end of July, I was wandering in the sea of people, from being familiar to being unfamiliar. No matter how the surrounding environment changes, wherever you stay, you will be happy. There is no so-called certainty for some things, but just walking step by step, just like walking on the edge, swaying and falling slightly carelessly. The so-called mood is nothing but the mood. Another real self in the deep place is a lonely soul shouting, which is uneasy. I have imagined for countless times that I would step on the train with you and look at the scenery through the window. I am familiar with strangers as long as you are nearby. The warm palm gives enough warm temperature, and the time is still, while happiness spreads in the body with blood. Maybe, we will get off in an unknown town, see strange scenery and do happy things. Perhaps, if we can stay like this, we will be very happy or very plain. However, only being able to stand the plain life is true. Only in simple and casual days can we truly feel the attitude of happiness. I always thought it was very close, maybe it didn’t take that long. From the start to the end, after experiencing a series of events such as road resistance and tire burst on the way, the car bumped for nearly seven hours before arriving at the destination. It was a hard time, but it was also worth it. It left a lot of good things and memories, which would always be treasured in an exclusive place in the bottom of my heart. [Chi bound.] Often confused, at a loss; Often sad, unable to speak; Often insane, beyond imagination; Often repeated, in a flash. You may not laugh when you are happy, cry when you are sad, or feel lonely when you are sad. You may say that you are good and happy when you are crying, which shows the joys and sorrows and helplessness of life. On the road of life, everyone is the same and different, similar, similar and different, there are always some nerve smearing that will involve in the heart, as if how long ago he had been like this, so sad, no one can understand such sadness. It seems that how long ago I had experienced such happiness, which was full of warmth. Sometimes it is hard to say whether it is good or bad. There is no definite definition, but everything is determined by mood. Gradually away from the words, just like the alienation with some people, everything is not what I want, but also what I can’t change. People and people are like this, meeting, intersecting, and being alienated again and again, then fade out of sight or life. Therefore, there is that intersection. If you first see it, then everything will be beautiful and flawless. Start to step into the real life, which is compatible with those trivial things. Every day is the same and every day is different. When one day I started to want to record something, I found that I didn’t know how to say or write it. The keyboard in summer was slightly warm while the fingertips were slightly cool. I suddenly understood it, it was no longer the beginning, but how could it be. At that time, maybe there were fantasies or dreams. Now everything was corrupted by trivial life, and how could it be said and how melodramatic it was. I used to be obsessed with words like opium poppy. Let loneliness go around your fingertips and release it with your soul. Let others do whatever they want, just simply be yourself, or be free or free. Everything is free and free. Perhaps, the heart is empty, but it can depend on words. Even if no one can understand it, at least there is something to talk about. Even if it is just another self, emptiness or reality is no longer important. As long as you can release something, let your heart relax, no longer struggle, no longer depression, then you will be satisfied. Sometimes I feel that what I want is very simple, but it is difficult to do it. Sometimes I feel that everything is unreal, including myself, sometimes I feel uneasy in my heart, even for myself. I don’t know how to say these, but I can’t get rid of them. [Also empty.].] Who can tell me what happened to all this. The time of happiness is very empty, but it is unreal. When crying, it is very astringent, and the sad mood multiplies deep in my heart. When you are happy, you bloom like a flower. When you are sad, you are surrounded by yourself by a hedgehog. You don’t want anyone to get close to you. If you want to be warm, you don’t want to let others get close. If you get close, you will hurt yourself, everything is not what you want, but you cannot throw it away. I am very simple but also very complicated, so it may be unreasonable in your opinion. I am very pessimistic but also very optimistic. They are compatible and repugnant with me. Even contradiction is normal. I can’t correct everyone’s thoughts, nor let everyone understand or understand what I think, but I still expect you to understand and tolerate my willfulness and recklessness, I am not excessive, but I just want to find a place where I can receive all my good and bad. The night was silent, tears fell silent. Who can understand those feelings under tears, maybe happiness or sadness, and who can see the void and loneliness in his heart except appearance. The soul is separated from the body, floating in the air. I hope the world is quiet and silent. I only hope that one person can understand his heart and mind. I know my willfulness and pride, and I also know my shortcomings and shouldn’t. But sometimes when my emotions rush out of the control of reason and shout wildly, I don’t want to stop, it’s just that everything is beyond the mind. Perhaps, these are just excuses for yourself, but it is also true. Perhaps, it is not necessarily the best, but the most thoughtful. Just whether you understand this heart. Perhaps, it is not necessarily the most intimate, but the most concerned thing, just whether you understand this heart. Perhaps, it is not necessarily what you want most, but how to correct everything that deviates from the track. Joys and sorrows are the heart, loneliness is empty, and soul floats in the air. Seeing the surroundings of the world, you will also laugh and grieve. [Lingering.] August is a season with a bright smile. In August before I met you, I exchanged loneliness with my soul, resolved sorrow with my heart, and diluted sadness with a smile. In the season when you dance lightly at your fingertips, before you meet someone, what kind of story did you start, and whether you will still remember the plots in the story, when you dream back at midnight. Whether you will miss the past time, whether you will indulge in memory and forget the present. The overturn emotion began to reflect after returning. When I put down my posture and stepped on pride, could you understand the reason. Someone once told me that little P should be himself, and don’t compromise with humble attitude. You are still you, but you are not the one you used to be. I am also myself, but I can’t go back to myself at that time. Everything is changing. With the passage of time, no matter I think or don’t want it, it is changing slowly and imperceptibly. When I found it, I couldn’t go back. So I often linger in my memory, imagining the beauty and happiness at that time. Time has changed everything. Maybe the truth in my heart remains the same, but the environment makes everything unable to go back to the original. When I was in love, I hid in the dark and hugged my memories tightly, deeply in my dream hometown. The first beauty is forever preserved in memory, just like an invincible flower, blooming forever. The flowering period is a lifetime, and the flowering period is invincible. Who can ignore the world and smile at the breeze. Who can drive out the demons? I will be safe. Who can make the past empty, a dream for thousands of years. Sometimes I feel that even speaking is tiring. Everything is so helpless, but it makes people helpless. Then who, tell you, don’t think too much, it’s easy to get old. Hehe, maybe I am really old, gradually getting old, regardless of appearance or mentality, just like an old woman. Sometimes I feel very sad and unable to say anything. Everything is so empty, like a huge mist covering the whole world, and I can’t see where the direction in the distance is, where is your way back. Everything is normal but abnormal, and there is hope but fear. Everything makes you unable to get rid of it but you are chasing after it. Whether it is your reason or environmental factor, or the result after the two are compatible. Life is becoming more and more boring, and its nature is becoming more and more meaningless. Everything seems so light, quiet and unreal, and the whole world is unreal. Every day, I rush about for trifles. I clearly don’t want to do it but have to do it. Is the meaning of life like this. Whether every life is like this. Those who should come didn’t come all the time. They all disappeared at the right time and at the wrong time. All of a sudden, the whole world is vague, and you can’t see anything clearly. Everything is so vague and ethereal, but no one can understand you. In fact, if you don’t say it, who knows. Sometimes you feel a lot of pressure. Various factors force you to grow up and adapt to the reality that you have escaped again and again. In fact, there are so many thoughts in the bottom of my heart, but some people know nothing about them. Hidden worries in the bottom of my heart, worries in the dark, plain words! Who understand? Who solution? Life is what? Born, live. Mediocre, repeated over and over again. Simple. Pure. Enron. Who can do this for a lifetime. Living in insipid but uneasy in insipid, in this way, slowly tortured by life and reality to die, the world has gone, a dream for a thousand years, wake up to know nothing. Facing some people and things, you must suppress all the indignation in your heart, and then touch them with a smile. You don’t like it in your heart, but hide everything. What on earth has changed you and given you the way you are now. Sometimes I will be moved by one sentence, sometimes I will be irritated by one sentence. In fact, you are very simple, just don’t know how to express, so you often misunderstand. I knew it was a misunderstanding, but I was too lazy to explain something, so that’s it. Casual. Recently, every night, I always feel very dry, so I keep drinking water all the time. My stomach is full, and my mouth is also very thirsty. How to drink or thirsty, it seems that I can’t drink water, air alone cannot solve the real root. My throat feels uncomfortable when I wake up every morning. I don’t know if the last problem has not been solved yet. No one said it. I just smiled slightly and it is still very good. Sometimes you think you are really hypocritical. When you are happy, you are happier than anyone else, but when you are quiet, you are enveloped by endless loneliness, and then you can’t stop crying, you are not sad but crying inexplicably. The night is so cold and quiet, but you cry with a smile. In fact, you know everything. In fact, you know everything. But when the Demons first appeared, everything would not exist again. In fact, the devil is not who you are, but yourself, the shadow deep in your heart. In fact, he didn’t want to ruin his mood, but was awakened temporarily. In fact, if you are in normal times, you will certainly be moved. Just mind who intimate.

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[Introduction] if the heart is there, the dream is there. There is a seed of hope deep in my heart. I know it always exists, whether you will find it or not. I can even feel that it grows slowly and healthily in my plain heart, growing into a small tree full of green. A flash of night wind, Cicada sound new rain rest. It’s raining, and it’s cloudy, and there is drizzle from time to time. This kind of weather is suitable for writing things. If I were a man, at this time, I would sit quietly at the table, brew a pot of green tea, light a cigarette, let my heart follow the light smoke ring, and slowly spread away to sit alone, I saw it in the autumn. The melody in the bottom of my heart always comes to mind and rings inadvertently. On rainy night, sitting quietly in the dim corner, when the distance between time and space disappears in a familiar music, when you avoid the noise and impetuousness of the city, who is it, listen to the classics with you, after the precipitation of time and silence, and then find those memories that have been forgotten in the deep of memory? I really want to, that’s it, go back to the past. I got the nostalgic gauze and used saxophone’s whisper to capture the profound past. When a little bit of bitterness flows down the root of your tongue slowly, when a little bit of sweet and soft dip into your heart, you will only be willing to indulge in it. Eternal love. A famous saxophone song is ringing in my ear again and again at this moment. Beethoven and Mozart came and went quietly, but they were all too dazzling and dazzling, and what made me feel most intimate was those melodies without names, or the faint trumpet sound like this time, murmured in the ear, as if a bosom friend, telling all the things in his heart; And as if he muttered to himself, in such a rainy night, his heart was exiled without wind, rain or sunny. Suddenly, I have concerns. Slightly spread from the bottom of my heart. If the heart is there, the dream is there. There is a seed of hope deep in my heart. I know it always exists, whether you will find it or not. I can even feel that it grows slowly and healthily in my plain heart, growing into a small tree full of green. I even worried whether my impetuous heart would affect it, leaving only dead branches and leaves overnight. Really, very worried. I haven’t tried it yet, but I am detached, playing in the pot. After all, I still have to put it down. Advised myself. It’s very pure to let go, not as easy as it should be, nor as nostalgia. Maybe that’s it. What color is the sky, rainy sky? Some people say that the color of the sky changes with people’s mood. When you are in a bad mood, the sunny sky will also make you feel dazzling; When you are in a calm mood, even if the dark clouds are dense, you will feel that it is another kind of quietness; When you are in a happy mood, even if it is windy and snowy, I will feel happy. The Sky at this time is cloudy, light and quiet. Rain, come. There was no wind and cloud surging, no dark clouds rolling, no heavy rain pouring. Outside the window, it was just cloudy, with drizzle, a trace of wind. The rain fell down in the wind, falling down a woman’s tiny memory, is charming. Bit by bit, it condenses many stories and scenes one by one, just like a silent song, which stops and rings again, not to mention separation or regret, but the song is still repeating again and again, accompany each other for a lifetime. Autumn rain. Rain.

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[Introduction] there is a mountain behind the school. Although it is not big, it is quiet and elegant, and empty. When I was free, I went to the mountain for a walk, listened to the crisp birdsong, and watched the mountain flowers dancing freely and lightly. I couldn’t help feeling the sadness of the day vanished, and my heart was quiet and distant with it. I remembered that I was assigned to teach in the rural middle school in my hometown soon after I graduated from the teacher college. I felt like a piece of jade with rare talent that I had never met in my boudoir, but I was turned into a stone in the countryside by a dispatch card. I have been studying and wandering for many years, but I still keep my feet on my homeland. This place is not a prosperous place with flowers and willows. It is a gentle and rich village with no noise and neon flickering, no neat teaching buildings, no running water and even a decent playground. Every time I think of these, I feel a burst of inexplicable disappointment in my heart. After class, I was always silent and listless. The students saw me in a low-spirited manner all day long and cared about me very much. They asked me whether I was ill or not, some students said that I was not used to teaching, and some even speculated that the teacher was probably hit by the loss of love. Everyone talked about it one after another, but they all showed special respect to me. Every time I went to class, the classes were quiet, and the students were all concentrated and listened carefully. A student wrote in his diary: teacher, do you have anything unhappy? Can you tell us, maybe we will help you. Seeing these innocent words full of true feelings, my eyes became moist. What moved me more than pure childlike innocence? Facing these innocent eyes eager for knowledge, what reason do I have to complain and sigh to hurt the hearts of these innocent children? I should devote myself to my career with full enthusiasm and vigorous energy, influence them with gentle love, enrich their hearts and cultivate their sentiment, enlighten their wisdom and let them fully enjoy all kinds of wonderful life and much fun of learning. In the future, I will always greet my students with smiling faces. Students will always repay me with bright smiles and pure friendship. Children’s kindness and smiles are flowers carefully woven with love. Every time on the way to school, the students always call me teacher kindly, and I always say hello with a smile. When New Year’s Day was approaching, I sent a greeting card to everyone in the class and wrote one or two words of blessing. I was just a small act of kindness, but it brought many surprises and happiness to the students, who says life is not full of sunshine, flowers and smiling faces? There is a mountain behind the school. Although it is not big, it is quiet and elegant, and empty. When I was free, I went to the mountain for a walk, listened to the crisp birdsong, and watched the mountain flowers dancing freely and lightly. I couldn’t help feeling the sadness of the day vanished, and my heart was quiet and distant with it. It turns out that there are beautiful scenery everywhere in life, but sometimes we don’t find it. In fact, life is always full of all kinds of disappointments. The key is to see how you treat it. There are no bright spring flowers, but soft autumn moon. Although there is no noise and prosperity of the city, there is the simplicity and tranquility of the countryside. You can also express your deep feelings. It is also a great pleasure in life to talk with friends and play chess in leisure time. Outside the window, the sun is shining and the breeze is leisurely. Open the window, let every piece of white sunshine spread over my cabin, let every piece of breeze blow away the shadow in my heart. I feel that such a day is really good.

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