Small eyes, condensing the surprise and wisdom of all things in nature. It seems to want to entertain me.
Say what. Is it its adventure or its experience?
I held out my hand, but it flew away without a trace, leaving only a trace of nostalgia. I read helplessness from its last eyes.
The reeds in the breeze are gentle and charming. Beautiful reeds have been made into fashionable fashions. Green reed leaves and silver reed flowers dance with the wind. You shed sunlight into the sky and feather into butterflies and birds. They flew into the clear sky.
I witnessed the whole process of reed being destroyed. The former gentleness and elegance disappeared, and it was replaced by rudeness and cruelty. The torn reed leaves groan in the air, and the broken reed stems struggle in the mud.
After that, a slight wind came slowly. Is it to review the achievements or to appease the injured creatures?
We don't know. What we can understand is that a powerful aggressor has ravaged and killed helpless and weak people.
Reed was speechless. The remaining reed stems swayed feebly in the wind, as if protesting something, but there was no sound.
The poor reed thinks that he is born weak and has no ability to resist. It tried to look up at the sky again, and a bird flew by, leaving its persistent request in the air. Dark clouds rolled in and cast a terrible shadow on the reeds.
Almost there, the reeds trembled again. The reed bowed its head.
The reeds were destroyed again. It turns out that reeds are naturally trampled.
The reed bowed its head and was speechless.
Why is it so powerful? Reed went to heaven and asked God, "I want to master everything in the world." "Why?" "So I won't be destroyed by the storm." God was very angry and put the reed in the darkness.
Reed was afraid, because at the end of the darkness was a bigger storm.
Reed is immersed in meditation like a poet. Reed said to himself, "since I can't change the cruelty of the storm, then."
Weak. All right! "
Reed summoned up his courage and encouraged himself again and again. It is challenging itself.
The storm is coming again.
Earth. Reed is swaying in the wind and rain. It has repeatedly told itself to stick to it. After the storm
Reed becomes more and more.
.
The sun shines with raindrops on the reed leaves, gently drying the sweat drops on the reed leaves. This is a thinking reed. Thinking reeds will laugh at everything.
"Life is always unsatisfactory", the key is to change the environment or
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The heart is made by the environment.
The sun is no longer warm; When the heart is warm, the glaciers will melt. Reed bowed to the storm again and again, and straightened up again and again. When reeds hold their heads high to meet the storm
At that time, it stood firmly on the earth.
Since we can't change the environment, we must change ourselves.
The storm will come again tomorrow. Will we perish in silence or explode in silence?
We look forward to the light. Where's the shadow?