The reason why I can get it is that I can't get rid of these troubles. After all, I am not a saint.

I live in the dark and endure the storm alone. Everything is so restless! Something has been attacking me, like moths and flies. I really hate them. I scratch and scratch, and my anger burns down my throat and I growl, "Go away! Go away! Go away! " They flew away with the joy of success and a burst of ridicule, leaving me standing there alone. The difference is that I'm scarred now.

I hate being born in such a family. I hate that they quarreled for two days and scolded for three days. I hate my family. I hate myself for not letting go.

After every big fight, I always blame God: "Why? Why did you let these things happen to me? Why do you always give me so many reasons to worry? Why was I born in such a family? "

There's nothing I can do to fight now. In the end, I can only hide in my room and cry alone. I can only blame others and worry about others.

Must I always complain? Looking for reasons to hate others again and again? Or is it blocked again and again?

No, I believe I can change my destiny. One day, I will let go of my hatred.

Their quarrel, their hatred I can't change. However, my heart can be changed.

I saw a sentence yesterday: "A drop of ink fell into a glass of clear water, and the glass of water immediately changed color and could not be drunk;" A drop of ink melts in the sea, and the sea is still blue. Why? Because their stomachs are different. Immature ears of wheat stand upright, and mature ears of wheat hang their heads. Why? Because the weight of the two is different. Tolerance of others is magnanimity; Humility is weight; Together, it is a person's quality. "

This sentence gave me a lot of feelings, as long as the heart is big, anything can be loaded.

In fact, there are not so many troubles in the world, just because people's hearts are too small.

Maybe we all feel that we are not sages. How big can our hearts be?

We don't need to imitate being saints at all. We just need to be more open-minded and don't get upset by trivial things in life.

Taking off the colored glasses brought by complaints, we will find the beauty of this world and thank God for giving us this beautiful life and a beautiful world.

Look at the shrinking world with an enlarged heart, and those so-called troubles will become sesame-sized.

Maybe tolerating them is tolerating myself!

I believe that when I erase the stain left in my heart with complaints. Like a newborn baby, I can stare at a pair of big eyes and approach it again with an unknown world just to feel its intimate contact.

The world is as big as the heart.