A cold composition high school

Throughout the ages, desire has filled the whole world, and even a powerful queen will swallow saliva in the mirror: Who is the most beautiful woman in the world? People are always eager to get more and more ... but indifference is a cup of wine with a fragrance of ten miles, a wonderful flower that surprises the world, and often makes people feel relaxed and happy. Many scholars in the bitter generation yearn for this indifferent feeling.

Tao Yuanming's spirit of "seeing Nanshan leisurely and not bending over" is very admirable, but in this materialistic era, there are still a few people who can pick up the original indifference. We have long been corrupted by secular temptations.

The "hidden rules" of the entertainment circle make people shake their heads and sigh. When is it full of these vulgar things? People are afraid to listen. One by one can't resist the temptation of luxury goods and enter this so-called "hidden rule".

Xifeng, who once caused a sensation on the internet, thought that no one had given it to her in the first 300 years and the last 300 years. In contrast, the so-called masterpieces she has read are actually books such as "Friends" and "Readers". In order to be red, he is not afraid of himself, and the behind-the-scenes pusher does not hesitate to speculate in order to gain benefits from it.

All the temptations in real life make people breathless. There are always people who want to be better and work hard all their lives. Why don't we have a rest? Let yourself relax and let go of practice, instead of being limited to these worldly things.

More indifferent, less secular. Let indifference soak our hearts and kill our desires.

A philosopher once said: the most contemptible thing for a man is not to lose his dignity, but that one generation has eaten up the rations of several generations. People are always wasteful and extravagant. If we have less desires, more frugality and an indifferent heart, then our life will be more and more beautiful.

Indifference can infiltrate our hearts, sublimate our souls and make life better! So we should stick to our own sky and let the secular go to hell. Let "Great Harmony Society" be no longer a dream.

Indifferent, make life better, make our home better, let us remain indifferent.

Second, I am indifferent to Wisdom and Zoroastrianism.

"In today's era, there is an almost authentic philosophy, willing to be a servant at the door of success, put on the clothes of success, and serve humbly." We want to succeed in my career, which is a chronic corrosion education implemented from top to bottom. The ancients said: "indifferent to the bright future, quiet and far-reaching." . The general idea of these two sentences is "indifferent to fame and fortune can clarify your ambition, and you can see the future clearly without fighting for it, and aim high." "

A cup of tea, mellow and transparent; In addition, the still transparent cup adds a little purity to its brightness. Put the money at the bottom of the cup, and the money can be seen clearly, as if it had passed through it. People should be indifferent to fame and fortune, bright as green tea, and pierce wealth and fame. Look at that.

Be clear about your future and your ambitions. Therefore, success does not mean fame and fortune. Many heroes have refuted Hugo's point of view since ancient times.

Tao Yuanming, a poet of the Eastern Jin Dynasty in China, "Picking chrysanthemums under the hedge, you can see Nanshan leisurely." Expressed his ambition not to bend his back for five buckets of rice. May I say that his achievements are not remarkable?

Li Bai, a romantic poet known as "Poet Fairy", wrote: "Alas, how can I solemnly bow and scrape to those high officials who will never show their sincere faces?" Gorgeous rhetoric. The rushing blood of nomadic people in the western regions flowing on him has created his unruly character. Regard fame and fortune as dirt

Earth doesn't mean it won't succeed. Yu Guangzhong commented that "seven points of wine into luxury intestines into moonlight, the remaining three points of firm but gentle, embroidered mouth half full of Tang."

The above two, without exception, reflect the indifference to ambition. Looking at modern times, such great men still exist.

Chairman Mao, whose face value exceeds 100 yuan, is indifferent to his own ambition, which is reflected in Wan Huhou's Dung in Qinyuanchun Changsha, but his achievements cannot be measured at will.

Tu Youyou, winner of the 20 15 Nobel Prize in Medicine, successfully extracted artemisinin after hundreds of failed experiments. After winning the prize, she warned young people to "aim at academics, not fame and fortune." It is precisely because Tu Youyou can define his ambition.

So, not for the purpose of fame and fortune, it has achieved real success.

In the quiet vision of ambition, they look like thunder and lightning, staring intently and clearly seeing things other than fame and fortune.

However, the absolute existence we expect is, after all, a minority. In the eyes of the public, success is almost the same as getting ahead. Being proud means having the ability, and winning the lottery is regarded as a smart person. Whoever is in power is respected, and as long as everything goes well, he is worth a hundred times. No matter who it is, no matter what means, as long as it achieves its goal, it will win everyone's applause immediately, and it will be known as a child prodigy, as Moses, Dante, Michelangelo, or Napoleon. In a word, gold plating is real gold.

All of the above can be called geniuses, just like Muskedong's face is beautiful and Clodius's appearance is solemn. They confused the paw prints of ducks in the mud pond with the stars in the sky. We shouldn't.

Indifferent ambition should also be everyone's ambition.

Zhang San Dan bo Jiangnan

The most regrettable thing in my life is probably that I didn't grow up in Jiangnan, although I have been to too many small bridges and flowing water. I live in the south every day. No longer satisfied with the elegant, soft and greasy feeling, I suddenly went to a local Buddhist temple to find a dead vine road and an old tree.

The world here is as quiet as new life.

The Zen rhyme is melodious, surrounded by Buddhist incense, and the blue-eyed winding path leads to a secluded place, which is a place of clean enlightenment. Bodhi towering before the hospital, in fact, several people embrace. The reed leaves in the pond are still dripping with dew that has not been sucked up in the morning, swaying and shining. The courtyard door is mottled with red paint, and I am singing softly. How much wind and rain I have experienced and how much tempering I have experienced ... I think I have entered the world of mortals.

The courtyard is solemn.

This is not a place full of incense and prayers, but the chanting of people who shave their heads is still lingering. I don't understand the profundity of their recitation, but the meaning silences me. The trodden land is clean and spotless. Who makes the morning dew moist and paves the way for us tourists?

There are two ducks in front of the temple, burning red and dumb, comforting my impetuous heart. The atmosphere in the temple taught me to breathe gently. Unconsciously put down your steps and walk slowly in the ring. I clearly feel the scrutiny from here, or my own voice questioning. This is also the reason why I linger in the Buddhist temple-I can always escape from the noise for a while and listen to the truest voice in my heart.

In a blink of an eye, I spent a whole noon. This secret place is so wonderful that I don't want to leave.

But what can I do? The laity will eventually return to the gentle world.

The sun is above the treetops, and I stand in the shade outside the courtyard. Goodbye to this bodhi tree, I can't reach it. Reed leaves are still brilliant.

Walking through the winding path with fingers, I heard the first scripture in a trance, except for my green eyes, which may be just my imagination. Even if it is ethereal, I unconsciously absorbed it and calmed down, which made me plant a seed called indifference in the depths of my soul. Every time I think about it, I'm as drunk as Mr. Tao Qian playing the stringed piano-I'm proud of being noisy and wandering around.

The world of mortals is at large. I just want to be a person, always in the south of the Yangtze River, fearless of worldly troubles, precipitating those annoying clouds, giving myself a colorful awn and living a good life-

"The heart is like a flower, and the body is like an ancient tree."