Example:
Coloring life
People are born like a blank sheet of paper, full of vitality and proud of the world. Over time, white paper will leave little traces, red, yellow, blue and white, or colorful in spring, shady golden world in summer and white world in winter.
Life, like a painting, the color of the painting depends entirely on you. For example, white is indifferent, gray is gloomy, red is bright and bright …
White, Dongpo, Su Like. "Holding a lamp in the wind, attracting the yellow clearance to sigh for the hero, life is hard, flying through the snow." Su Dongpo's life was extremely bumpy, his career was ruined, his love was tortuous, and he was exhausted. How many times, his heart was full of contradictions: how can he give up his official career, how can he serve the motherland, how can he give up literature and how can he become a literary world? Finally, he turned fame and fortune into bamboo sticks and straw sandals. He was indifferent to "how life is everywhere on a moonless night, just like Hong Fei stepping on snow mud". He is not moved by "petty profits and hollow reputation", but just wants to "send the rest of his life to the sea" Su Dongpo walked out of the narrow door of politics and described his life with white, pure beauty and nobility. ...
Gray, as simple as the soil of China literati. They use bold pen and ink and introverted temperament to outline the gray space of their own lives, like Chen Ziang who has no talent, Lu Fangweng who has no choice but to serve the country, Du Gongbu who has been demoted again and again, and Li Taibai who has drowned his sorrows in wine. They used that thick gray to make history sigh and make culture heavy in the eyes of future generations. They became violets swaying in the wind in the gray space!
Red, such as Lu Youqing. Whenever I see the words he wrote with physical and psychological pain, whenever I see his sunflower face with a smile, I will have a kind of sadness that I want to cry without tears. At the last moment of his life, he chose a way to shed leaves-to hold up the brilliance of life with full dance and draw the most beautiful arc of light at the last moment like a meteor. His life is also brilliant because of this!
The realm of life lies in bringing your potential into full play!
The drawing board of life, let's color it ourselves!
When you are alive, there will always be a place for you to shine! Maybe we are not outstanding, but ordinary is not without reason to be proud. After the noise, we can always find our own goals and interpret our own wonderful! It is the grass that decorates the earth, and the towering trees that become the pillars!
Don't ask what is low and what is high, fly to your extreme in the blue sky of life, this is the best!
Mona Lisa sends you an eternal smile, Whitman's poems are calling, and Strauss's waltz is accompanying your youth!
Let's pick up the brush, listen to our own voices and paint our lives!
Coloring life
Life is as pure as a blank sheet of paper when it is born. However, with the passage of time, it will slowly turn yellow and lose its original choice. So, I want to paint it with beautiful colors to make it last as long as new.
Let me paint it light green first. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far away." What I want is the light green that appears and disappears in the spring rain. Bathed in the drizzle and breeze, the weak life found an opportunity in the surrounding hard soil, brewing a green dream in winter, and finally ushered in the call of spring after experiencing the test of darkness and cold. Grass grows sturdily under the nourishment of spring, just like when I was a child, and gradually grows up under the care of love, and my life is covered with a layer of light green.
Let me describe my life with a touch of bright yellow, just like the light in the morning sun, representing my youth, so cheerful and bright. Just like a willow tree just sprouting branches, like a lotus flower just showing its horns, like an oriole jumping on the branches, it proves the power of life with a clear song. I want to weave the golden thread of sunshine into a beautiful melody and spread my declaration of youth. Youth is not afraid of failure, youth is not afraid of pain, youth is not afraid of setbacks, even if the wind and rain cover my body, I will still cross any haze like the sun, dye the high sky red, illuminate the hope in my heart, and paint a bright yellow for my life.
Finally, paint life with a layer of golden red, just like a piece of golden red colorful fallen leaves, transparent in the sun and clear in context. It flies down from the branch like a feather of a big bird. It is at the end of life, but it is also a glorious moment and the peak of self-improvement. Even if this moment is so short, it still moves towards the embrace of the earth with the noblest and most beautiful gesture. It emits golden red light, flies over the swing, flies over the fence, turns into a blank spring mud and is reborn in the blood of the earth. I think my life should also pass away like a fallen leaf, condensed into the color of blood and light vigorously, and painted my life with a layer of golden red.
I want to leave colorful colors, passionate red, quiet blue, dreamy purple and strong black on the white paper of my life ... let them fill the vacancy of my life and draw a beautiful abstract picture for my life, so that my white paper of life will never fade and last as long as new.