Mao renyuan

The chicken with yellow corners of her mouth said, "Mom, I'm really sorry. You want me to be an eagle, an eagle flying in the blue sky, but I'm just a chicken with wings but can't fly. I can only leave a small back on the grass. "

The dull flying goose said, "Dad, I'm really sorry. You want me to be a butterfly, a butterfly that shuttles among flowers, but I'm just a moth, a moth that flies but is covered with dust, and I'm just a passer-by among flowers. "

The bitter and ugly bitter orange said, "I'm really sorry, land." You want me to be an orange, a bright red orange, but I am just a bitter orange, a green fruit hanging on the branch. I can only look at oranges from a distance. "

The full moon is a painting, and the lack of the moon is a poem. Full moon, full moon and moist moon have their own charm, which makes people feel infinitely beautiful. The waning moon, with a certain degree of bending, naturally contains the harmony between heaven and earth, the mystery of mathematics, and unpredictable and unpredictable life variables. Looking at the sky, there are no clouds in Wan Li, which is naturally a broad beauty. What if it rains? The huge canopy is like a sly robe on a witch's body, gloomy and dark, and her good mood is messed up by the rain. What if she walks in the rain with an umbrella? Listen to the rain and beat the banana, sing "the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers." Take a look at the old street of Guzhen, feel the subtle state of mind of "480 halls in southern dynasties, many towers in misty rain", and take a look at the grass in the rain. Is it also "the grass looks close, but it doesn't"? Rainy days also have their own unique interests.

Looking at the ancient inscriptions, due to the age and wind and rain erosion, the original elegant fonts have been honed to pieces and the strokes are intermittent. However, the calligraphy commentary said: "Although the font is broken, the charm is full and complete." Perhaps without a layer of imperial paintings outside, the inner brushwork and charm will be revealed.

We pursue perfection and can only accept half perfection. In fact, this world happens to be half the world. Half the sky, half the sky; Half good, half evil; Half incomplete, half perfect; Half clean and half dirty.

If you tolerate incompleteness, you will have a perfect world.

Life is beautiful only after it is discovered.

Liu jianting

Rodin, the master of aesthetics, once said, "Beauty is everywhere. For our eyes, it is not the lack of beauty, but the lack of discovery. "

When the snow is covered, we need a fire to keep warm, when the night is boundless, we need a little starlight to illuminate, and when the future is boundless, we need a lamp to point out the direction; When the flowers in March are hidden, we need a pair of eyes to find them.

A small apple made Newton discover gravity, and a thin lens made Bath discover bacteria. If there is a lack of discovery, how can beautiful things be displayed?

Where there is Bole, there is a swift horse. Maxima is common, but Bole is not. Because of the discovery of Bole, the talents of Maxima can be put into full play. Liu Bei visited the cottage and invited Zhuge Liang to come out of the mountain, so Zhuge Liang's name remained in history forever. When God created man, he gave us a pair of bright eyes to discover the beauty of life and pay attention to it. Otherwise, Maxima will not only be humiliated by slaves, but also die in a ditch. Zhuge Liang's talent and wisdom will not be stifled in the silent forest. The eyes of discovery will always be there, but the heart of discovery will not always be there.

Discovery is also a kind of beauty, which will let you know that beauty is in the magnificent palace, beside the bombed bridge, on the fragrant flowers, in the candlelight beating with the wind, or on the extraordinary statue of Venus, which will let you dig deep into your hidden talents. In the future, Bole will always be there, and swift horses will be more common, and people will gradually learn to discover it.

Discovery is also a kind of beauty, which will awaken deep eyes, to discover and feel.

Life is beautiful only when it fails.

Mona Lee

Failure, in ancient times, Jing Ke stabbed the king of Qin, which was the will of the people, but failed to succeed, which made the world regret for life. Dr. Sun Yat-sen was determined to build a socialist country, but when success was in sight, he was pulled to the bottom by failure, which made people in the society not poor and shed sad tears. Failure is cruel, but it also shines with charming charm. However, because of the rise of a generation of people with lofty ideals in Jing Ke and Dr. Sun Yat-sen, President Mao Zedong made a great move to create China.

Failure is two-sided, one is negative, the other is positive, and the key lies in oneself. No one can make you feel humble without your own consent. Failure is terrible. When you fail, your life will be clouded, so there is no denying that you are cheerful. We are confused. We face two paths. One is to escape from everything, one step at a time. The other is to get out of our confusion, take a deep breath and forget the shadow of failure. It seems that such a choice is so simple, but every choice is a life. Life is in our own hands and we can't let it fail. We would rather be turtles in the right direction than rabbits in the wrong direction. At this time, we will climb up. The stupidest thing about people is not that they didn't find the trap in front of them, but that they fell in again for the second time. Therefore, after failure, some people are not silent but unwilling. Nobody can change the status quo. Some people just turn their unwilling feelings into the power to change their next fate. The real strong man is not a man without tears, but a man who runs with tears.

Life is not the dance we expect. When failure comes, we should dance. When failure comes, we should face reality, create reality and reap success. The saddest thing in life is not that we lost too much yesterday, but that today we are still immersed in yesterday's sadness. The heavier the load, the deeper the footprints we leave. Failure is cruel, but it is also beautiful. We should learn to live a forgotten life until we wake up one day.

Life is beautiful only if you give up.

Teresa Teng

Flowers long for rain and dew, but heavy rain will destroy countless petals. Seedlings long for the warmth of the sun, but the hot sun will always dry them. Small trees long for the spring breeze, but strong winds will break their branches ... We long for the protection of love, but heavy love sometimes becomes a burden. Where can we spread our wings and fly with the gold of love tied on the wings of birds?

When we were young, our hands always clung to our parents' hands and did not let go easily. But slowly, we have been separated by the hands held by our parents. We are no longer so dependent on our parents. We have our own personality, our own ideas and our desire for independence.

My parents planned the future for us, but they didn't ask us what we thought. In their eyes, we always need to be protected. We are a child who is not deeply involved in the world, but when we see the world around us, larvae are the predecessors of adults. So don't underestimate us just because we are young. We understand the parents' good intentions and design the future road for us, so that we can take fewer detours and make fewer mistakes in the future. But why not let us pass the exercise? Even if there is a cliff behind the tree-lined path, even if the chosen road is a prelude to greater pain, even if the road full of thorns will make people black and blue, I believe that after experiencing the pain and suffering of life, it will be Tianshui in Ji Xiang, Sha Ou, and it will be a broad road covered with flowers.

So please let go, let's work hard, roll on the muddy road, stand in the wind and rain, and there will be better development and better life.

So please let go and let me fight in the wind and rain. Letting go is sometimes a kind of beauty.

Life is beautiful only when you are sad.

Lin shengbing

The wheel of history runs over the road, turns over the dusty history of thousands of years, shakes off the traces of history, and the sowing of former people still shines with beautiful light rings.

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Trouble, trouble is the yellow sand left behind the beautiful scenery of the whole city, Wan Li; Worried; Sorrow is a mist floating on the frozen river, a thousand layers; Melancholy, melancholy is the song and song wandering in the rolling waves.

Yellow sand, preliminaries, homesick tears

"tears for you, the flowers are silent, and red flies over the swing." Her eyes are full of homesick tears. She will become a hero in history, but only who knows that behind this fleeting fame, she will get homesick tears for a lifetime. Because she went to the western regions, the social structure is changing, and she moved to Yangguan in the west, which also made the frontier fortress stable and peaceful for a long time.

Under the influence of melancholy, Zhao, with tears of homesickness, set foot on the ancient road leading to the western regions and barbarian lands. The dancing yellow sand sang and cried in the strong wind, but the beautiful scenery was still there. Later generations praised Zhao Jun.

Cang Fan is very difficult to go.

"I throw away my food sticks and cups, I can't eat or drink, I pull out my dagger, and I peep in four directions in vain." He is handsome, he is dissolute, and he is unruly. Tianbao three years, "the imperial concubine grinds the ink, the lux takes off the shoes." After seeing all the scenery, Tang Xuanzong's eyes were dim. He was too white to drink as usual. In the face of "fighting for a thousand" wines, it is difficult to swallow. "Quit drinking" and pull out his sword to find out his heart.

Under the guidance of melancholy, Li Taibai, with firm belief, is willing to ride the wind and waves. The white sail of the sea is in the waves, but the beauty is still there. Later generations named it a poet.

Blood and tears have been blown away by the wind of history. The seeds sown by people in the past, whether sad, strong, sad or beautiful, will always be engraved in our hearts, with a touch of sadness and a deep sense of beauty.

Life is beautiful only when it is liberated.

Hu

Many times, I believe that liberation is actually a kind of beauty.

It is a relief to have a thorough understanding of officialdom because of the difficult career of "relaxing tomorrow and going on a fishing boat". "I smile all around, leaving two Kunlun mountains in my liver and gallbladder." The failure of reform is a relief to give up the dark society. "No one has died since ancient times, and the mountains and rivers are broken. The yearning for great rivers and mountains is a relief.

And who says this relief is not good-looking?

Follow the traces of history all the way back to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The seven chivalrous men compete for hegemony, and the flames of war are endless. The air is filled with smoke, and you can even smell blood. The soldiers of the Qin Dynasty came to the gate of the State of Chu. There was a panic in the hall of Chu Chao, and everyone dared not escape. However, on the Guluo River, where the autumn wind is refreshing, a man is wearing a gown and fluttering in the autumn wind. With starlight eyes, looking at the south, looking at the endless rivers and mountains of the motherland, pulling out the sword with you, shining with cold light. The rustling autumn wind blows reeds, and there is a sound of falling into the water, causing ripples on the water. Only the sword is still stuck on the shore, shining with cold light.

Qu Yuan left, freed from the dark officialdom and the broken rivers and mountains. In my opinion, this relief brought by death is beautiful and great.

"Life is an outstanding person, and death is also a tortoise." The setting sun spreads like rain. By the river, behind him is a big red horse with a sword in his right hand and a pike in his left. Embattled on all sides, I have no face to face my elders in Jiangdong. Wearing a military uniform, the cloak behind him was blown by the wind. Standing in the knee-deep river, the tears of a generation of overlord also dropped into the river. Cry for the soldiers, cry for the elders. Roaring in the sky, raising his sword, he fell into the water, and blood dripped into the river and flowed far away. Looking at the boundless sunset is even more bloody.

Xiang Yu went and was freed from the bloody battle between Chu and Han. Although this liberation was unknown at that time, later generations were moved by it.

Some people indulge in the society of rights, while others swim in the world of money. "Life is expensive to know each other, why gold and money?" The work in this case has never been bad.

Sometimes, liberation is a kind of beauty.

Life is beautiful only when it is silent.

Luo Xinhua

For life, it is not the lack of beauty, but the lack of discovery.

The earth warms up, the river thaws and the morning is happy. You must feel the beautiful scenery, birds chirping, branches rustling and streams gurgling. You must hear beauty, children play, young handsome men and old people wisdom, you must see beauty.

A lady in a middle school in France can eat peas with a knife in her right hand and deliver them to her mouth accurately, while others can only use forks.

Once, a group of people in distress came here. This family has guests almost every day. The family is very diligent and has all kinds of vegetables. Every time they eat, they will prepare an extra set of tableware.

The husband was busy in the cupboard when he suddenly found a man wandering outside the door, so he shouted to his wife, "There are guests coming again today, prepare an extra set of tableware!" " "

The embarrassed tramp sat gently on the edge of the chair, bowed his head shyly and put his hat on his knee. After saying their blessings, they are ready to start eating dinner.

Everyone is waiting. Out of courtesy, he must wait for the guests to take the first bite. He was probably hungry, with a knife, and didn't even notice that everyone was looking at him. He put the knife into the pea in front of him, put it in his mouth trembling and ate the beans with the knife! He didn't pay attention to the two sisters who covered their mouths and snickered. He eats peas again and again.

Father took a look at them, put down the fork, then picked up the knife, reached for the plate in front of him, tried to lift the pea with the knife, and fell off several times, but father didn't give up until he successfully put a pea in his mouth.

That night, my father never picked up his fork again, because the tramp never used it again. He knows how to maintain the self-esteem of the person in front of him, and how to make him feel comfortable when facing a table of strangers in a strange environment.

Mom, no more talking, the whole family stopped talking, looked at the two little daughters lovingly and put the knife in the pea bowl.

The best charity for a person is not as simple as giving a helping hand, but the respect from the heart, and here they choose silence and show beauty.