A lonely person will always remember everyone who has appeared in his life, and count loneliness over and over again on every night when the stars fall. People who are unwilling to be lonely are used to walking in the passing day by day.
Time flies, many memories after color rendering are lost in repetition. From the moment you are born, fate will give you an intangible thing, that is, memory. Innocence is carefree and playful. The good times will always fade away until you enter school and know what hard work is, then you can look for the shadow of your childhood in your memory and recall the good memories at that time. It is better to learn to give up than to think hard. Because, the more you want to forget something, the stronger you remember it, but once you forget it, you give it up. But giving up is often one of the cruelest ways to die. Therefore, no matter sweet, bitter, colorful and gray memories, they always have no wings and can't fly where I want them to go. Then, let them fade away. Time is the best way to erase memories. I walk in the years like a song, watching the second hand repeat the cycle again and again, walking in the disappearance.
The most precious thing we often say is "love". But with the progress of society, people's self-awareness has been enhanced. As a result, all this affection, friendship and love are gradually disappearing. People habitually use beautiful words to interpret the perfection of life, and use poetic language to eulogize the beauty of life, but does a truly perfect life exist? All this began to be imperfect because it disappeared. In today's society, such typical cases will only be listed in newspapers and periodicals. There is a saying: "It is not the world that deceives you, but you read the world wrong." I'm afraid this sentence should be changed to: "It's not that you read the world wrong, but that the world deceived you." However, people will survive after all, and society will develop in this way after all. There is nothing we can do to change, so we have to let these things weather and go away.
Every day, I work at sunrise and rest at sunset. The stars are numerous and varied. The country roads and friends around me are just passers-by. After that, it's gone Just like the gains and losses in life, there will be a short-term satisfaction when you get it, but you will eventually lose it. Don't complain about fate because of loss. It's not that fate plays tricks on you, but that you don't know how to catch it. Just like the scenery captured along the road, leaving only footprints step by step, it will always be weathered. Therefore, both the scenery and relatives will eventually leave you. Since they will lose it sooner or later, it is better to seize the moment and let it freeze. As long as you once owned it, even if it fades away, you are satisfied. Why not walk away with a happy heart?
Forget the complexity, wash away the lead, and walk indifferently in disappearance.
Go downstairs to find your sister after dinner in the evening. I've searched several places where she used to play, but I can't find them. So I walked around the community and happened to see a place where I used to play. But it's dirty and messy. Only a few boys of ours used to play there. I didn't think my sister could go there, so I didn't go.
A few minutes later, the father of a little girl who was playing with her sister came to see her. We don't know where to look. As a result, another child told us that it might be in the back, where I used to play. When I crossed the familiar path, I found that everything there had changed: the wall that blocked the community from the outside world was demolished; The land that was originally full of garbage is covered with wheat, onions and garlic seedlings, showing a green scene; The river outside the fence has also become much clearer.
After taking my sister home, my mother has been criticizing my sister for running around and never stopping talking. I can't help thinking of the past when we were playing.
There used to be a large area of green space in the community, and there was a meadow in front of our building. In spring and summer, everything is green. We jump, jump, roll and lie on the grass. Play "three words" and "touch the blind" there. Around another green space not far away, there are trees, including pine, poplar, magnolia, cherry blossoms and roses. Whenever the flowers bloom, we run there, climb to the branches and smell the faint flowers. Later, we often sat on the grass full of flowers and fought the Three Kingdoms. In Yang Shulin, we untied the banner for publicity in the community, tied it between two poplar trees, and then lay on it, next to weeds half a meter high, covered by poplar trees. The practice at that time was earlier and more interesting than hammocks. But now, everything has changed, trees have been sold and transported to other places, and green spaces with trees have also been sold to pedestrian streets to fulfill more "important" obligations. The green space in front of our building has turned into a parking lot, and all the greenery in the past has disappeared. Two or three years ago, there were several stray dogs in the community. Now there are only a few white cats left. Maybe cats can live more easily. Maybe they can find a place to live in the basement. After all, they will climb up and down without worrying about accommodation.
We used to have places to play. How are the children now? They don't have a lawn to roll on, and the only green is the paradise behind them. Then, why do parents still blame them for disobedience and running to dangerous places? Aren't you the culprit? If we are not bent on destroying green space, developing economy and transforming parking spaces for ourselves, children will have no place to play. Will they run around? Who is to blame? Blame yourself. Blame you for not respecting children's opinions. Blame you for not respecting nature. You only carry out your activities according to your own ideas, regardless of objective laws.
We need space for activities. We only consider our own advantages and disadvantages without considering our thinking. Then what reason do you have to limit our activities? Please think for yourself, sad and respectable parents.
Disappearing argument 3 when the past is over, when what you have is no longer owned.
Life is to walk away, get lost, have also lost; People who care are lost, and people who don't care are lost; Happy loss, sad loss ... until I lose my memory, lose my life, and finally end. Pessimists say: life is a sad cycle, from zero to zero, leaving no trace in the vast universe. And I said: what disappears will eventually disappear, and the future will still come.
Open the window and lean over to smell the fragrance of unknown flowers under the window. White, purple and yellow flowers have slightly larger petals, and their stems are very slender and gently placed in the wind. Their flowering period may be short, but their life has a moment of blooming and fragrance. Their fruits are quietly maturing and new seeds are forming. Then, when the seeds fall, a new life begins again ... disappearance does not mean the end, but a new beginning. "Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers."
Walking into the green bushes, I saw that the dark green grass was growing vigorously, and it was no longer the soft green grass in spring. At the end of summer, the grass looks a little hard and brittle, and it will make a "thorn, thorn" sound when you step on it. The brittle grass seems to break as soon as it breaks. They tried their best to straighten up, but they were held up by the first autumn wind. When you look closely, the grass roots are slightly brown-this color has lost its moisture and is about to wither. Maybe they will fall silently in this autumn wind and be covered by winter snow and ice; However, when the spring rain falls and the spring thunder starts, they will still break through the ground without hesitation and start a new life course. "Wildfire never consumes them, but they grow taller in the spring breeze" is an eternal law. From weak to strong, the grass seems to have no regrets when it disappears.
Since everything starts from scratch, everything we get is a gift from heaven and worth cherishing. Everything we have lost is also worth remembering and feeling. Don't be afraid, don't regret, since it is the result of unity, why not make the process of life more colorful? Grasp the present and be yourself. When it is gone, all the merits and demerits will be judged by future generations.
Everyone has youth, maybe in the past, maybe now, maybe in the future.
Day after day, year after year. When youth is exhausted, I only look back and look at the footprints all the way, and then I understand that youth has gone far!
When the curtain of youth is lifted with the symbol of "rebellion", we are still the "green apple"-"ignorant" teenager.
That is, we have independent concepts and ideas, we are young, we are eager for freedom and our own space. From then on, we began to get used to it. We don't like parents' discipline; Don't like all kinds of ways to treat people; Don't like other people's opinions ...
Youth is always full of energy.
Youth is always accompanied by sunshine, and even shadows are full of vitality! When we like sunshine, we run and jump on the playground, conquer "vision" with perfect skills and never give up.
Maybe when youth is gone, we still like sunshine, but we can't find that kind of vitality and passion anymore.
Youth is full of longing.
Maybe everyone has lofty aspirations; Maybe everyone wants Yao Yi to turn the tide in the NBA. Maybe everyone wants to be the next Lao She and leave a legacy. Youth is like this, those longings make people never admit defeat and never stop!
Maybe when youth dies, I will think of it and laugh it off, because hope dies with youth!
Youth, collect the ups and downs of life!
How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Maybe we won't grow up without the tempering in life. When we realize that parents' control over us is their love for us, we learn to be grateful; When we realize that we have a problem, we learn to think; When we really realize what life is, we really grow up!
Maybe when youth dies, what we see is that youth is full of growth footprints!
Youth blooms beautiful flowers of first love.
When the concept of happiness takes root in our hearts, we begin to look for our other half. When you find your "he (she)", there will also be a kind of joy of "looking for her for thousands of times, and suddenly looking back, that person is in the dim light". First love is charming. After that, no matter how many times you have loved, you will never feel "first love"!
Perhaps youth is gone, and remembering the first love is still the most beautiful flower.
I unconsciously accelerated the pace-youth, walking in the fading!
The Chinese nation has a long history, experienced many dynasties and accumulated rich culture. Perhaps the alternation of some dynasties has changed the writing style of characters and different ways of life and entertainment, but they are all presented to us in the form of various cultures. People in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties are familiar with it. Perhaps people's clothing, food, shelter and transportation have changed, but the etiquette culture has been engraved in people's hearts and passed down without controversy.
Before the Republic of China, most people had a strong sense of etiquette. People must salute when they meet their elders and teachers, which is also one of the criteria for judging people's morality. Children are not allowed to eat in advance at the dinner table. In any case, they should wait for the oldest elders to pick up the dishes before eating. When elders or teachers give something, they need to pick it up with both hands to show their gratitude and respect. Children need to greet their parents every day, even if their parents die. Even five or six-year-old children must always do these etiquette, and sometimes they will be punished by their parents if they don't do it.
Today's people, after several twists and turns of cultural reform thoughts in modern history, these etiquette have been forgotten and are disappearing. Some people may greet their elders when they meet them, but they cannot salute them. Children may not even say thank you when they pick things up. How can they notice the details of picking up things with both hands? At the dinner table, even at a banquet, the food is held by the children as soon as it comes up. Have you ever thought that your elders have considered other people's feelings? Nowadays, it is often seen that some children hold memorial services for their dead parents, but how many people are full of pain and sadness from beginning to end at the memorial service? Many visiting relatives and friends laughed and laughed at the card table, as if forgetting this sad thing. Children are ignorant and don't know these manners, but some people still don't care about their manners when they are adults.
Etiquette is not that people forget it inadvertently, but that people have never paid attention to this culture at all, and even regarded it as a culture that we should continue. Without etiquette, a person's quality will be reduced, and the social level without etiquette culture will drop to a higher level. Let's attach importance to etiquette and promote etiquette culture.
Disappearing argument 6 Disappearing is a sad word, a yellow leaf in autumn, with heartbreaking temperature when landing. Walking, I seem to hear the sound of Confucius' wooden cart drifting away. I seem to see the figure of Laozi in the yellow sand, and I seem to feel the sad ripples on the lake when Wang Guowei threw himself into the lake.
Walking in the fading, we have to accept farewell again and again, farewell to simple childhood, farewell to beloved elders, farewell to ancient sages, farewell to a prosperous time. It seems that one moment it was a peach blossom, and in a blink of an eye it was the corner of Wuyi Lane in the sunset. It is a thing of the past between pitching and looking back, with a history of one hundred years. Su Shi said: "Is life like this everywhere? It should be like flying in snow. I accidentally left my fingers and claws in the mud, and Hong Fei was counting things. " Hong Fei disappeared, leaving footprints in the snow. Sages and elders are brilliant, how can their disappearance leave a permanent mark on our hearts? That is the ancient echo of life.
Passing away is only a temporary farewell. What disappears is not scattered with the wind, but turned into rings of years. As long as you understand with your heart, you will feel that they are always around us, and eternal genes flow in our fiery blood vessels.
The era of poetry has passed, but which China people look at the moon and think of a distant one during the Mid-Autumn Festival and don't miss their loved ones? Confucius' wooden cart has gone, but which student has no firm belief in Confucius and no sincerity of "it's a pleasure to have friends from afar"? The waves splashed by Wang Guowei's figure have long dried up in history, but there is no unique voice of "being or not" in the chanting of any classical poem. With the disappearance of this last soldier, how can we not forget our hometown when we mention the glory of Chinese culture? So they're still here. When we bow our heads thoughtfully, we can still see the firm figure of our ancestors when they opened up the ideological wasteland; When we are lost, we can still find the dawn to guide the direction from their footprints; When we are depressed, we can always feel their enthusiasm for enlightening the mountains from the bottom of our hearts.
Then, their disappearance is not forever, but in another way to walk in the present and future time and space until eternity.
Walking in the disappearance, I gradually understood that the death of peaches was not heartless, but turned into spring mud to protect flowers. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. Looking back, we know where to look. The magnificent era is over, and the shining great man disappears. Their spirit and accumulation along the way are fertile ground for us to create a new life. What we have to do is to create new glory from fading away. This glory will also make us live in the fragrant forest of history forever after disappearing.
Walking in the disappearance and memory, we need to examine our footprints and present our achievements, which is a respect for history and a responsibility to the times.
Walking in the darkness, I thought of such a scene: the red sun rises and its road is bright; When a river flows out, it flows into Wang Yang!