Luoqiuju

From the moment you were born, you were destined to go back. The twists and turns in the middle, smooth and happy, are all your destiny.

Fate is always with you all the time. Don't be afraid of its mystery, although it is sometimes unfathomable; Don't be afraid of its impermanence, although sometimes it comes and goes without a trace.

Don't bow to fate because it is grotesque and be at its mercy. When you are old and look back, you will find that half of your destiny is in your hands, and only the other half is in God's hands. Your life is to use what you have in your hand to get what God has.

The more extraordinary your efforts are, the bigger your half will be, and the more you will gain. When you are completely desperate, don't forget that you own half of your destiny; When you get carried away, don't forget that God still has half his destiny.

Your life's effort is: use your own half to get the half in God's hand. This is the arrangement of fate; This is the fate of life.

(Excerpted from the first issue of "The Beginning of Wet Experience")

relieved

Liu Zhanqiu

Life is a person's own non-transferable patent.

The process of life is the process of time consumption. In the face of time, the greatest man has no power to reverse; We can't buy or sell; We must choose and use.

Therefore, cherishing life means cherishing time and making full use of it. Because of this strong consciousness, I am spending myself more and more miserly.

I try to choose a relaxed lifestyle, so I advocate and create light poems. When I say light, I don't just mean dancing school and pleasure, but I pursue spiritual relaxation and freedom, a self-relaxing life. And this feeling will lead to a more humane and chic behavior choice.

A person's own life is very tired, which will make people around him and society feel very tired. If I can benefit others and groups, it is because I can release this relaxed atmosphere and make others feel happy when they meet me (no matter how short).

Only by relaxing can people live a life full of flavor and make the whole world harmonious. You can't treat evil with evil.

For our descendants of the Yellow Land, the ancient civilization and long history have made us bear heavy enough, and the complicated reality and interpersonal relationship have also made us tired enough.

I am willing to put light on weight and light on fatigue.

For myself, whether in prosperity or adversity, I can find myself relaxed, not tired of fame and fortune, nor suffering from adversity. For the surrounding groups, when I appear in front of them, I can bring them the relaxation they need, thus increasing or alleviating the joy and pain in their lives.

Of course, this is also my wish in a very narrow world. Trapped by society and secularism, I know that pursuing a relaxed lifestyle may pay a heavy price at some time and in some aspects.

(Excerpted from Southern Weekend)

Miss, lady

Seo Ji-Hye

Often miss some people for no reason.

When I think of some people, I always feel that my life has been cut into segments, and each segment is connected with some people. Without these people, life seems pale and poor, and there is no landing. But not only friends, but also people who are not friends, and even some people who hate them, will often think of them.

So, life can be broken down into this:

Some are separated by the people you love; Some people you hate are separated; Some are separated by people you don't care about love or hate.

Your life has been broken by these three people. You miss them for a long time, so you think your life is really full.

The faint thoughts are unknown, with the emotional color of the past, or love or hate, or thick or light or long or short. When I miss someone, I feel some inexplicable tremors in my heart, looming, trying to hold on tight, but fleeting.

When you miss those who slip through your life, all your love and hate are covered with a faint aura. Through the halo, you can see them again, and love and hate turn into a profound comfort to experience life.

(Excerpted from Modern People)

Not too much.

the Chen Dynasty

I went to the flower shop that day. He noticed my love for yellow roses and gave me a bouquet the next day.

But somehow, I always think of the flowers in the flower shop window, and I always feel that this bunch is not as beautiful as that one.

One day, I asked him wittily, "Do you really love me?" In fact, as long as he said the word "love", I would be satisfied, but he not only said "love", but also said many reasons for love. Listen, listen, I'm absent-minded ......

There's no need to go too far!

Sometimes people really don't have to get or hear a lot. A flower, a green leaf, a knowing smile, a ray of tenderness, a little sincerity, a caring greeting and a sympathetic regret can all make us like fragrant teas and sweet drinks.

As long as I have a pair of warm hands when I am physically and mentally overdrawn, I can get out of the predicament with this help;

As long as I have an understanding friend around me when I am upset, I can spit out all my troubles and seek spiritual relaxation;

As long as there is a faint sunset on the horizon when I am depressed, it can illuminate my confused eyes.

As long as you don't want too much-for friends, for love, and especially for life. Do you remember? How intently we used to design a bright future, and how attentively we used to paint a colorful future. However, although we are so stubborn, so pious and so tenacious, life has appeared in a different face that we did not expect at all.

Don't think too much! As long as we are serious, live every moment seriously.

(from "Lady")

Pingjing

Dale Carnegie [America]

I believe that our inner peace and happiness lies not in where we are, what we have, or who we are, but only in our inner realm. Here, external factors have little to do with this.

About 300 years ago, when Milton was blind, he discovered this truth: "Thought and the application of thought itself can turn hell into heaven or heaven into hell."

Taking the life of Napoleon and Helen Keller as an example, we can prove how correct Milton's words are: Napoleon has everything that most people dream of-glory, power, wealth and so on, but he said to Santa Helena, "I have never had a happy day in my life." Helen Keller was blind, deaf and dumb, but she said, "How wonderful life is!" " "

I have lived for more than 50 years. If you ask me what I have learned in my life, then my answer is:

No one and nothing can bring you peace except yourself.

(Excerpted from Shanghai Zebao)

Three elements of happiness

Yu Lu Ye

There are three indispensable factors for a happy life: first, there is hope. Second, there is something to do. The third is being able to love others.

There is hope.

Alexander the Great once gave a big gift to show his generosity. He gave A a large sum of money, a province to B and a senior official to C. ..

His friend listened and said to him, "If you go on like this, you will be penniless."

Alexander replied: I will never be poor. What I left for myself was the greatest gift. What I left behind was my hope.

If a person only lives in memories and loses hope, his life has already begun to end. Memories cannot inspire us to live vigorously. Memories can only make us escape, just like prisoners escaping from prison.

Have something to do.

An old English woman, when she was seriously ill and knew that her days were numbered, wrote the following poem: Don't pity me now, never pity me, I will never work again, never, never again.

Many people have been unemployed or have nothing to do and feel that life is slow and empty. Anyone who has had this experience will know that having a job is not misfortune, but a kind of happiness.

Can love others.

The poet Bai Langning once wrote: "He looked at her and she smiled back, and life suddenly woke up." With the love in life, we will become radiant, humble and energetic, and new hopes will emerge, as if there are thousands of things waiting for us to complete in Qian Qian.

With love, life has spring and the world has become colorful.

The perfect prayer should be: "Lord, please help me to have the strength to help others."

(Excerpted from "Flower Path")

Promise yourself

Christian lassen

Promise yourself that you will be strong, and nothing can disturb your inner peace; Talking to everyone you meet is healthy, happy and comfortable; Let all your friends feel that they have their own strengths.

Everything can see its bright side, so that your optimistic creed can be fulfilled everywhere; I just want the best things and hope for the best ending.

Cheer for the success of others, just like cheering for your own success; Forget the mistakes you have made and strive for greater achievements in the future without hesitation.

I will always wear a cheerful appearance and send a cheerful smile to every creature I meet;

I will be too busy perfecting myself to find fault with others;

Will be too open-minded to worry;

Will be noble enough not to be angry; Will be too tough and fearless;

Will hold a grudge for being too happy.

Quiet days

Xinyu Wu

There is a bird, flying in the air. After a while, he came back again. But not the bird in front.

This is the day.

Time is a bird that never returns, so is time. Only when it is gone forever can people cherish it. Only similarity produces leisure.

Zhu Ziqing wrote an article "Don't worry", describing life as a little urchin. I have been thinking, where can the days pass in such a hurry?

Day is a bud in the garden, as if it has not yet opened. Days are dew condensation on fruits, which will not slide down.

During the day, the sun shuttles between clouds, and it wants to have a rest.

Time is not urgent. It will not be frightened, nor will it be afraid of harassment.

Have the appearance of heaven and earth, have the heart of a saint. It won't run just because you run, it will stop when you stop, and it will fly when you fly.

This is an eternal flow. Whether climbing a mountain or flying over a steep stream, they all show the same posture, chic and quiet. Suddenly, let the rise and fall of the world, share weal and woe, all become the past.

The days are the smallest and the largest; The shallowest and deepest; Lightest and heaviest; The strongest and quietest.

During the day, there were a group of ants carrying food, a group of mourners, and a row of light cavalry patrolling day and night.

One day, in order to catch a big business, a super-rich man got into his super-luxury car and drove to his destination like lightning. But at the intersection, the speeding car was overturned by a heavy and slow truck. The rich man lay in a pool of blood with his mouth full of gold teeth. Days sent an Oracle through this golden mouth: life has no end.

Life is just a process. Why don't we relax?

(Excerpted from Companion Overseas Edition)

Shiguang

Hu Zihong

When you are silent in a selfless mood, you tend to ignore the existence of time, you will forget your birth and your death-you can only hear the "bang" heartbeat.

After a long time, you look up. You see, the shadow of the sun has moved by another inch, and the young leaves of the tree have grown by another point. It is time. Time has been lengthened by your silence, and many times have passed like a dream.

It is these insignificant hours that make up our lives. You see-when I was a child, I looked forward to the disappearance of time, and I couldn't wait for time to regenerate a pair of wings and fly with my ideals.

As a teenager, the softness and warmth of parents and elders make you look forward to the solidification of time in a warm moment, in order to taste the sweetness of that moment.

As an adult, you have experienced a lot of love, got married and got married. Unconsciously, time slipped in your palm like silk, leaving only a trace of disappointment.

One day, in middle age, you suddenly feel:

It seems like yesterday's childhood. Ah, how time flies! Half my life is gone. In any case, time is ruthless, and youth will not stagnate because of your expectations, nor will it be slightly dull because of the emptiness you once had.

When you are old, you can only expect youth by making friends. Time tells you that youth is an age and a state of mind. However, there are not many days in the future, and your situation has clearly told you whether your childhood ideal has been realized and what kind of light color your quality of life has shown.

Fortunately, you are still healthy and energetic. In middle age and old age, you will still carve a weather-beaten mark on your face, and time will still draw a picture heavily on your resume.

When you are too old to stop, you will understand the gift of time and feel a lot in your heart.

In the aria of time, people are like a flower. Whether they have their own fruit depends on whether they are committed to absorbing the nutrition of nature.

Time is ruthless and equal. It always tells you that youth only exists once, and the body only lives for a lifetime. Do you have any reason not to cherish it?

(Excerpted from "Golden Age")

I believe

The shade of willow trees

The river dries up in winter, and I believe that spring water will come again. At that time, the white sail was the idol of freedom in our hearts. The leaves in the wind have withered, and I believe that dreams in the soil will blossom and bear fruit on the branches. Will you still cry? It was the first snow that buried your grass, but the green will be returned to you eventually.

The storm twisted the tree, and I believe the seeds have been inserted into the deep soil; The flood swept away the houses on both sides of the strait, and I believe that the child is still nestled in his mother's arms like an angel. Will you still cry?

Fate has taken away your wealth, but not your soul.

Pain is like a boulder that depresses the heart of singing. I believe that pain is the source of happiness, which will turn into a force and cross the rocks.

Suffering makes you full of holes. I believe that these memories are like flowers in thorns, lingering into a beautiful crown of years.

There are dark clouds in the sky, and you will see an eagle like lightning, breaking the evil prelude. I believe that there will be a brilliant chorus of raindrops.

The sea roars in the distance, and you will see the sailors coming back side by side with the mast. Their smiles are full of confidence. I believe that life is powerful in such casting.

(Excerpted from Bowen)

Life and Beauty

graupel

Really beautiful life, persistent pursuit of truth, goodness and beauty. It will not distort its image, change its smart lines, and will not contaminate its beautiful background with dust. Unless it is burned to ashes and turned into dust, a beautiful life is like a clean stream, which will never look back and run optimistically to the sea until the last drop.

Sometimes, it may be blocked by cold eyes; Sometimes, it may be ruthlessly stranded; What's more, it has not caught a glimpse of the beautiful and splendid starry sky at night, and has not quietly listened to the pure sound in the depths of the universe. It has been destroyed by unexpected vulgarity and sinister, and is heading for extinction. ......

Life is beautiful because in the process of its flesh and blood, a beautiful theme is always held high: beauty is eternal because in the inside story of life, the purest conscience and desire of human beings for the world are always flowing.

Therefore, beauty exists because of life, and life is eternal because of beauty. This is a unity for which even God prays.

(Excerpted from Beauty and Time)

friend

Shen Wei

A friend means that you can extend another warm hand, feel the light of love when you are helpless, and get peace and comfort of mind when you are anxious and lonely. Friends are brothers, sisters, companions and intimate friends, so should the ideal relationship between husband and wife (intimacy, protecting each other's loneliness). It seems that Eve and Adam are the archetypes of the earliest friends of mankind, and it is according to this example that God inspires the world and designs the future of mankind. The so-called kinship is not only for the relationship between men and women, but also for the ideal friends: Boya broke his piano after Zhong Ziqi's death, Theo died a few months after Van Gogh's suicide, and Luo Yihe followed him shortly after Haizi's martyrdom? A friend is the kind of person who has soul mates and dreams. The word "friend" in Chinese characters is quite meaningful. We can understand that two moons are sitting in the sky, taking care of each other and illuminating each other. Endless light is the link and bridge connecting each other! The long journey of life is full of sadness and loneliness. People who have no friends are people who live in darkness, and people who have no friends are real orphans.

(Excerpted from "Companionship")

Send someone a cloud.

Wang Shuchun

Human feelings pay more attention to giving things to others, and things are inevitable. I give people a cloud, you can go to Wan Li Road. When you look up, you will see white clouds. Are you afraid of destroying friendship? The warmth of the world is what people care most about, and the communication between people is often on the word "warmth".

You can't warm his heart by giving him something, but give him a real feeling that can be warm even in winter-a heart-to-heart conversation, an outing that is indifferent, recommend several readable books to each other, and help him come up with an idea to get out of trouble? All this, like a white cloud you gave him, will float in his sky forever, making him happy, excited and full of vitality.

In the sky of my friend's life, there are such white clouds, which I gave; In the sky of my life, there are countless white clouds of this friendship. I don't want white clouds to turn into rain, to cover the sun, or to produce miracles. I just want to see the white clouds often and let myself know that there is still friendship in the world. Give a friend a white cloud-like purity, a white cloud-like transparency, a white cloud-like life ideal and yearning, and he will live as freely as a white cloud.

(Excerpted from China Youth)

Exquisite pen of life

Jianxie

I am not a painter, but it is my wish to capture beautiful moments. I am not a writer, but it is my habit to record every movement.

Come to think of it, life itself is a book and a painting. Maybe one moment, we are readers of books and paintings, and the next moment, we are the protagonists in books and characters in paintings. More likely, we are both readers and protagonists.

Every day is a book with different contents and a painting with different styles. It's just that we are in such a hurry that we often forget to read, appreciate and browse the past at will, and then assert that life is a blind copy of yesterday today, just a formulaic way of life. Reading is not only to understand symbols, but also to understand the connotation conveyed by symbols; And viewing paintings is not just a colorful deployment. Come to think of it, there are pictures in the original painting.

I'm a nobody, I just hope I'm not in such a hurry, I hope I can calm down, look at my life one by one, and savor it with my heart. And those happy moments and moving feelings, word by word, tirelessly wrote a beautiful pen of life.

So, everything is beautiful.

(Excerpted from The Problem of Water)

A pillow full of fallen flowers

Liu Hongfu

Some beautiful butterflies, I brought them into my toolkit, resting my years like songs. My little joys and sorrows are only on this pillow-on these fallen flowers. Although flowers are no longer as bright and fragrant as before, I really feel their dew, just like the lips of a newborn baby. These withered flowers, in how many mornings, I picked them up one by one, stroking those pink, yellow, purple and white lives, like butterflies full of spirit, trembling in my palm. Some things in the world seem to be directed at us. Falling flowers in the pillow is a chapter of music: a ballad that wants to break and continue. On a cool autumn night, I fell off my pillow and quietly savored the happiness and satisfaction of life. At a certain moment, there will even be an inexplicable warmth, which will remind people of the glory of the past. I rest on them, thinking that these spirits abandoned by years are actually attracted to me, which is a kind of fate. I collected it from Dongting reed. At the vast water's edge, white petals strongly tempt me. The good life was once mixed with floods, wildfires and endless power on the earth. Other unknown wild flowers, blooming enthusiastically in the misty rain and the sound of partridges, used to be rainy poems and sentimental songs, which held up the beautiful Jiangnan for me in my dreams.

I cherish the fallen petal pillow. For me, nothing can replace it, just as it can never replace the vivid memories and deep feelings in my life.

(Excerpted from People's Daily)