Now is the noisy information age, and there are more and more things that shock people's senses. However, there are fewer and fewer things that can shock people. Modern society is colorful and full of temptations.
In this colorful society, if you want to achieve something, you must overcome the temptation.
Temptation comes from all aspects, both material and spiritual; There are both natural and social environments ... the temptation comes from the modern media turning on the TV, and all channels try their best to compete with you. If you can't resist the temptation of debauchery, then your study and work will be far away. Temptation, from the noisy city, from the dazzling ballroom, from the gorgeous commercial buildings; Temptation, from famous mountains and rivers, from exotic customs …
Calm is the best mentality in the face of temptation, and it is also the sublimation of personality. There are so many beautiful things in the world, however, we should understand what we want to pursue. People live for a belief, and go on persistently for this belief. This requires us to resist temptation and overcome it with strong will.
It is easy for people to lose themselves in the noise. To overcome the temptation, they are doomed to endure loneliness, which is a small benefit freed from the trap of material desire. It's very complicated. Find a quiet place, enjoy yourself for a while, not be enslaved by material desires, and not be driven by the secular, so that your personality can be sublimated, your emotions can be purified, and your soul can be nourished. What we are facing is a colorful world, and it is inevitable that there will be disturbing dust in the rolling red dust. Because of this, we need to have a heart that can be content with loneliness and face everything calmly. In this way, the mood will not be anxious and impetuous because of the noise of the world, the material desires will not drift with the tide, and the emotions will not fall into the whirlpool that is difficult to extricate themselves.
To overcome temptation, you must also enrich your mind. Philosophers say that smart people should not only dress up their appearance, but also decorate their hearts. If a person can't stand the temptation of material things and only cares about whether he has a gorgeous appearance and gives up the improvement of his own quality, then what charm does this person talk about? Just like a beautiful vase, there are only lifeless flowers in it. As life, we have the responsibility to let our soul go further, and we also have the obligation to choose our own life channel. The first thing you need to dress up in life is your mind, not your knowledge. From ignorance to knowledge, it will move from mediocrity to greatness. Because this society can never rely solely on graceful dancing and extravagance, what can make your eyes shine is by no means dazzling appearance and packaging, but also a shining thing, that is, the value of thought and a serious but not hypocritical attitude towards life.
Overcoming temptation also teaches us to cherish feelings. Some people may think that in this world full of material desires and money, feelings have taken a back seat and become less important. But one thing will never change, that is, no amount of money and wealth will make happiness last forever. Only when the most precious feelings between people last for a long time will you feel warm. We can't be a broken-hearted person. We can't ignore or exile a love because we are crazy about money worship or other reasons. We should keep our hearts full of sunshine forever.
Life is a long journey, and temptations are everywhere. Let peace be a pool of autumn water for you to gaze at, let loneliness be a rest station for you, let knowledge bring you a pure soul, and let love bring you comfort when you are confused.
If you overcome the temptation, you will have a sad but beautiful life. When you walk out of the abyss of material desires, the road will unfold before your eyes. You are looking for monotony alone, but in the end you add color to the world. ...
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Open the lock of memory and turn over a page of memory. Have I ever been understood? Everything is so helpless.
I long to be understood. I have the pressure to study. My grades fluctuate greatly. Why does nobody understand me? Why do my parents always think that I wander around every day? I'm trying. Who doesn't want to succeed It's just a matter of time and mood swings.
I long to be understood. I wish I had a blue sky. I wish I were a carefree bird. I live in the contradiction between being loved and not being loved. I don't want anything, but I hope you can let me go, let me fly and let me chase. But who has ever understood my helplessness?
I long to be understood. I wrote a wonderful composition, and a lot of good words and sentences are my own accumulated results. Why do people around me cast strange eyes, doubt me and ridicule me when I write a big composition?
I long to be understood. There is always my sweat on the runway, and all the honorary certificates are condensed with my blood and tears. After crying, I always face it bravely. Why do I get the care of my elders and scold me? Don't support me. My heart gets cold again and again. Did you ask?
I am eager to understand. Every time I talk to you, you are listening to my statement. Do you understand my meaning? I want to find a bosom friend, but why is every friend so faithless? Everyone is so disrespectful, but I am ignored. I don't understand. Who can give me an answer?
I long for warmth, love and happiness, but I am more eager for the understanding of my parents, teachers and classmates. I want to say, "not everyone doesn't need to understand, not everyone doesn't want to understand, but no one is more eager to understand than me."
It is a kind of happiness that a person can be understood by others. When you think of someone who knows you in despair and believe that you will have a chance to recover, you will be happier!
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1. Birds and crows sing about life together, fish use their limbs to transmit information, and we use language to exchange ideas, express emotions, praise life and sigh for nature. This is listening. Listening is a kind of communication, an intimate attitude, and a long way for us to understand each other's hearts and appreciate nature. We should learn to listen to the storms of nature and learn to listen to the joys and sorrows of others.
Life is a beautiful music, in which there are joyful notes and painful notes. To understand these notes, you should listen. Once you have this understanding, you will feel that listening is around you. Life is an endless sea, with sudden splashing and ups and downs. To feel the heart of the sea, you should listen. Once you have this feeling, you will feel that listening is around you.
Listening is the flower of the soul. Listening can reflect the light of pure enthusiasm. Listening is a breeze that can blow away the haze hanging over people's hearts; Listening is a meteor that breaks through the night and can bring hope to people; Listening is an unparalleled flower, which can bloom the core of life in exchange for people's appreciation and trust.
Listening to the teachings of elders is like reading a good book, which really benefits a lot. Listen to friends, share happiness and pain with friends, and make friends feel that they are not alone. Listen to others' complaints and make others feel comfortable, satisfied and relaxed. In my spare time, I walk alone in the mountains and listen to the sounds of nature: birds singing, insects crowing, Koizumi sobbing, the mountain wind whistling ... Let people find their own hot land and the most beautiful truth in their hearts.
On the trek, I hope someone will support me when I fall; I hope someone will share my worries when I am upset; I hope someone will accompany me when I am lonely; I hope someone will encourage me when I fail. This requires listening and companionship. People who are eager to listen are eager to listen, as urgent as "green flowers, leisurely in my heart". Listening is just budding grass in spring, full of vitality and hope, and it also brings people new strength and fire of hope. Listening is like a cool breeze in a hot summer day, which sweeps away boredom and boredom and brings a feeling of pleasure and relaxation.
When you are lost, a crisp bird song can comfort you; When you are sad, a breeze can let you go; When hesitating, a clear spring can help you ... Listening is calling, and we need to listen. Friend, shouldn't we hold hands and listen to create a more wonderful life?
2. Listen to the sound of life walking.
In winter, I carried wood from the distant mountains to the side of the road with the villagers. I picked up a black dry willow stump used as a crutch and inserted it in the mound in the yard.
What is this? It's not worth mentioning at all. I soon forgot. Only my mother occasionally hangs a wet basket or a freshly washed old cloth on it to dry, so that its cracked and wrinkled body is soaked with a layer of water stains.
After a period of time, I was suddenly surprised to find that the arrival of this stake made some things in the yard change a lot. To be exact, it changed the original structure of the yard. There used to be only a small jujube tree in the yard, which was lonely. When the wind blows, it is a helpless and powerless voice, which always makes people feel depressed. It's different now. One night, a sharp roar woke me up from my dream. I thought it was a fierce beast. After listening carefully, I realized that it was coming from a willow stump. The strong wind didn't blow it crooked, but it still stood straight there, not bending down like a jujube tree. It always tries its best to get rid of the raging wind and push the wind that falls on itself to others. As a result, not only can it not be pushed open, but it is often torn by the wind and loses its previous shape. Willow stake is different, it is in no hurry, standing there, like a motionless. It lets the wind slide over it, absorbs them, lets them enter the pores and become a part of the body. They are friends, not enemies.
The willow stump makes the rain in the yard look spiritual. In most cases, rain will spread two kinds of rain curtains with different densities on both sides of the yard. Every time the willow stump in the west is drenched with water, the jujube tree in the east is thirsty and listless. It's like the marching rain array was suddenly shouted, slow down immediately, and the rain is scarce. This kind of situation seems to have never happened before, and it may have happened, but it has not attracted attention because of the lack of specific events. My mother was very worried about the jujube tree, and wanted to build a new house for the jujube tree next to the willow stump many times, but she didn't move it because she was afraid of moving it to death.
On snowy days, jujube trees were wrapped in cotton wool and frozen by snow, and almost no branches could be seen. The willow stump is bare and the water is bright. As soon as the ice and snow are attached, they melt and will never accumulate again. The same snow, the same water and the same cold are two scenes. Is it the intention of the wind or the internal cause of jujube willow piles? Confused, there are always too many mysterious guesses.
In windless and rainless weather, I can always hear a sound, which is weak and clear, subtle and persistent, getting thicker and deeper, just like a person walking hard: climbing a mountain, crossing a river, running in a breezy and warm day, walking on a foggy mountain road ... At first, I suspected that my ear disease was at work. Later, when walking in the moonlight, it was wrong to think about it carefully. What the hell is going on? I searched every corner of the yard and listened carefully to every little thing. Inadvertently, when my eyes touched the yellow leaf bud on the willow stake, the body covered with cyan juice, the root that had been firmly rooted and could not be pulled out, what else did I not understand? What kind of life is it from a pile of dead trees to a leafy tree? Although I picked it up, if it stops living, the tree will always be an illusory shadow.
The jujube tree is still gray and black, and the mountain wind has destroyed its branches. At this time, it is still asleep, passively waiting for the arrival of the season, and there is no special plan for the future. This is the choice of many people, but they have the same way of life. It seems that they should not be harsh. After all, the growth is too tragic and the struggle is too difficult. I patted its trunk to show my understanding and forgiveness.
The willow pile, which has no happiness and no worries, quietly points to the sky, a very bright star in the sky. I wonder if it can have a secret date with this star? Otherwise, why are there no stars on the jujube tree? I hugged it with my hand, as if touching the fairy tale of winter and feeling the leap of its life. I really want to tell it how I felt all winter. Of course, I also want to talk about some things about it and the growth story of this small jujube tree in the same yard with it. But when I saw its silent and cold appearance, I had to stop.
A ray of moonlight whirled up the leaf bud of willow stump. Is this the first time to see the moonlight, or have you been here many times before? When this leaf grows bigger, will it come again? Here we are. Can you still recognize this leaf? Does it remember when it crawled?
As time goes on, this willow will undoubtedly grow bigger and bigger, but I am getting older and older. Villages are constantly changing in decline and rebirth. Years later, who remembers the trivial matter of a woman and a willow stump?
Step 3 listen to the rain
It rained in Mao Mao in the crisp autumn sky. A few rays of the setting sun faded, the sky was slightly blue, a shallow halo was deposited in the ancient enamel cup, and thick clouds were overhead. Just as people were cooking smoke, thousands of silver-white thin lines suddenly jumped down from the air as the small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River flowed.
This is an autumn rain.
The clear rain is green, and the autumn rain loses the softness of the spring rain and the grandeur of the summer rainstorm, making it quiet, tough and clean. The coolness that has been buried deeply for a summer is awakened instantly, and the summer heat has emerged.
Rain is the most beautiful natural movement. "Didi Dada" hit the bluestone board covered with green velvet moss marks. In the twilight, the Shuicheng girl with an oil umbrella and a black bun carefully crossed the rain pool, walking lightly, as if through an elegant and soft light. The rain fell on the banana leaves in the yard, thick and thick, leaning against the window and thinking, turned into cherry red and banana green. There are also raindrops that love the flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River and fall into the rivers around the city, causing a symphony of "humming and whispering-and then blending with each other, like pearls of all sizes pouring on a plate of jade".
I don't know when, the rain changed its tone and became more and more brisk, just like a sharp drum. Splash down everywhere, as if a pair of delicate hands were fiddling with the pipa, and transparent and cool notes ran out to sing, rendering a quiet town. Before long, all these voices gradually died down, whispering, like a group of half-awake children rubbing their loose eyes and whispering in their sleep.
The sound of rain became gentler and quieter until the original peace was restored. In the city after the rain, the walls are getting brighter and brighter, and the tiles on the roof are as gloomy as old records. The rain accumulated on the eaves occasionally drops a drop, making a broken sound. However, the lingering sound is lingering. The broad banana leaves were taken away by the autumn rain, which seemed to be reborn and refreshed. In autumn, bananas have broken slightly, or a few leaves can't bear the weight of rain. When I bent over, I left a long sunny rain stream washed by the sun and slammed it on the grass below, which was brilliant. At this time, the fragrance of food blends with the freshness of rain and the warmth of sunshine, brewing into a fragrance.
I always like the rain in summer. I love its majestic momentum and intense atmosphere. Like high-pitched battle songs, it always wakes up my dreams. Today's autumn rain is very different, but it also fascinates me. There will be a feeling of being in line with the stars, as if getting rid of irritability and bondage and returning to the starting point. It is clear and elegant, soft but not flattering, tinkling, clean and beautiful as if it were a brand-new world. After the rain, people are not lazy, but there is a voice saying: feel the breeze, feel the rain, they are washing the world. This makes me believe that if we advance without regrets, the shyness and mistakes of the past can be washed away.
The sound of rain is not a dull touch, it is telling: "As long as you sincerely believe that the heart filled with troubles will eventually be as bright as ever, just like the sky after rain, more blue."