I met a classmate I haven't seen for a long time and asked about their situation.

"Ah, no progress?" It's not hard to see doubts from my classmates' expressions, but I smiled. At this time, there is a cloud floating in the sky.

"Look, it's a fine day today. Look how comfortable the clouds are in the sky. " Besides that. We chatted a few words, said goodbye, and left, left, right, east and west, along the direction we wanted to go.

You can't say that you can really look down on everything. The worries that often disturb your heart are the evidence that you can't give up.

When I was in middle school, my argumentative essay was well written. My sister said that she had a legacy of Lu Xun and was complacent for many days. Those articles that meet the occasion don't have much profound thoughts, and most of them are used in the carving of words. And when I have some ideas, I stop writing those angry words. I would rather make my words beautiful without content than involve a little realistic noise. I am willing to let my restless heart gradually calm down in the process of writing, not to pay attention to disputes, right and wrong, and not to let myself fall into false welcome.

People always have desires. If you are in an environment, people and things around you will always affect you. Gradually, your starting point, perspective and ability to judge right and wrong will be affected.

When we get along with people, we often think that a person's apparent happiness must be happiness, but who can see that when he or she is out of everyone's sight, maybe he or she can feel that kind of pain more deeply than you.

There was once a female teacher who was promoted at a young age. At that time, there were few young people in the leadership class, and she was still a woman. So the audience is envious, and of course jealous. But I don't think much of either. Envy others, is not dissatisfied with their own situation? Envy others is even more useless to yourself, except for adding trouble. People, the hardest decision is to take and give up.

Between trade-offs, between gains and losses, how many heroes have been stumped.

Behind the surface glitz, there are always countless bitterness and feelings. Maybe I read it too thoroughly, or I don't care much that others think I'm frustrated today. In the quiet night, I have also asked myself whether this life is not perfect. Every time my heart will stubbornly tell me, just feel at ease.

Yes, nothing is more comforting than peace of mind. Sitting at my desk in a quiet night, thinking about the road I have traveled, the people I met, the care I have received, and the injuries I have suffered, I can't let my heart surge any more.

Involuntary, it's just an excuse, an excuse to compromise with one's established principles. We all hope that the world in our hearts is beautiful, but at the same time we always tear it up with our own hands. Those inflated desires are squeezing our bodies, our hearts and the last moral line of defense. Trouble arises, loses, wants, gets and wants more. In this way, happiness will gradually move away from our hearts.

I never deny that I am a greedy person, and I will get lost in the choice of taking and giving up, but I rarely care about gains and losses. Take and give up, gain and loss are just two pairs of relative phrases, but how many people can bear it, let it go, let it go outside, and let it go inside?