Chapter 356: Forgetting Hope (1)

Time passes, and the dust rises and falls. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info people live in the world, and some loss is inevitable. Some joy comes with you. When happy, calm as dust; When lost, silence is like a flower. Some gains and losses, calmly handled, some pay, regardless of the results, some troubles, are just mortals disturbing themselves.

In fact, life is bittersweet. When you see it, you will naturally be happier and less troubled. If you are blindly persistent, you will be less happy and have more troubles. There's always something touching about it. There is always some parting, which is frustrating. There is always some language, which is sad. There is always some state of mind, which is clear. Since there are some things that we can't choose, let it take its course. There are some people that we can't forget, so we let it be indifferent. There are some feelings that we can't let go, so we let them be quietly hidden in the depths of the years.

Because of the years, the past will be precipitated. Over the years, there will be mottled memories. Indifferent, will embrace happiness. Look into the distance, a beauty, warm the years; A touch of grace, the spirit rhymes with the passing years; A light rain clears the world; One season of flowers is cool, and the four seasons are reincarnated. The smoke and clouds of the world have their own fixed number, as long as the smile is warm, the heart is suddenly clear.

Life is bright because of the years. The years, because of the light but quiet beauty. Time is in a hurry, some melancholy, to be exiled, some gains and losses, to be seen. The poems of the years compose the state of mind like a lotus. The picture scroll of life, the light flowers carved with ink, the beauty of time, and the eternity of the years. Let life be light and flashy, let the world be half fresh, and let the mood be as bright as water, as light as tea, and as quiet as Zen. In the hustle and bustle, settle a mixed heart, make a floating world, bounce away the dust, and live indifferently.

After the vicissitudes of life, we know the beauty of life. Only by being indifferent to our hearts can we understand the vastness of the world. Life, there are ups and downs, life, there are sorrows and joys. Sit alone in the red dust, listen to the footsteps of the time, watch the green mountains and distant daisies, enjoy the sunset and the sunset, look down on the wind and clouds, and idle the wind and snow. Shallow years, leisurely life, gradually relieved in a cup of tea, shallow and simple, is the source of happiness. Being indifferent and ordinary is the true meaning of life.

I believe that the eyes are fragrant, and the butterflies come naturally; If the heart is indifferent, the years are shallow; If you are warm, your life will be fine.

It is said that the most touching words in the world are not I love you, but I wait for you. Falling in love is only a moment, but waiting is indefinite. etc., sometimes inclusive; etc., sometimes comprehension; etc., sometimes respect; and sometimes sympathy. Maybe not everyone can insist on waiting in a relationship, but in ordinary life, waiting for more is something that everyone can do. However, in this era of racing against time, how many people still know how to wait, and how many people are willing to wait.

At noon, I watched the shop as usual. At this time, the road gradually formed a circle, everyone pointed and pointed, and you and I argued word by word. On closer inspection, it turned out that a right-turning black car had a scraping accident with a gray car going straight. Since both sides were on the slow side, there was only a slight bruising.

If there is a collision between people, maybe a word of sorry will be fine; If the bike collides with the bike, maybe a few apologies will be over. But cars are different. The dispute between the cars is not about the size of the accident, but about the existence of the accident. As long as there is friction, there is a claim, and every claim is a game, and no one will give in easily.

In a short time, the intersection was already blocked. Some people are relieved, some people are complaining, some drivers silently turn their heads, and some drivers are desperately honking their horns. The human heart is vividly expressed at this moment.

Faced with this scenario, I am reminded of a video. In the video, when the red light turns green, the vehicle at the intersection does not move. Just as I was wondering, a man who had lost his legs appeared in the middle of the sidewalk, lying on a wooden plank with wheels, crawling forward with his hands. At that moment, the audience was silent; At that moment, I burst into tears. I was touched by the man's strength, and I was even more touched by the drivers' tolerance and waiting for him.

And now, the shrill sound of the horn is particularly harsh. Something happens ahead, no matter how big or small, in short, it will be regrettable. No matter what happens ahead, blindly urging always seems impersonal. You can choose to sit on the sidelines, but at least don't mess with it.

It may have been the shrill and constant sound of the horn that played a role, and after a few minutes they all moved their cars to the side of the road. At this time, the traffic flow is like a flood that opens the gates, and you rush through it, as if you only need to slow down one step and there will be no future.

The gray car slowly stopped in front of my door, and a stout man stepped out of the car and looked at the scratches. At this time, a thin man in his fifties and sixties came over, looked at it, touched it again, and said: "Someone else turns right, you go straight, go straight to make a turn, you don't know how to drive!" Obviously, this statement appeared too inappropriately, and it burned the already aggrieved heart of the car owner even more vigorously like a pot of gasoline. The man almost roared back: "Turn and go straight, you know!" Besides, it's none of your business! So they quarreled over whether to turn and go straight or go straight to make a turn. The originally calm scene was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Looking at the thin man's eloquent and righteous look, I thought he was the owner of a black car. Later, he left with a roar and a wave, and then he realized that he was just a passerby. It's ridiculous to say, the protagonists haven't quarreled yet, but passers-by have quarreled. At this time, another woman came over, lost some money, and apologized again and again. They got in the car and left.

Do you turn to give way straight, or do you go straight to make a turn? I don't think it is necessary to divide it so absolutely, even in the legal sense. Instead of dwelling on this issue, it is better to remember one sentence, that is, at any time, be humble to the other party. Because there is nothing wrong with humility. But here, apparently a right turn failed to make a straight line.

Looking back and thinking about the "chivalrous man" who drew a sword to help when he saw injustice, it seems ridiculous. In fact, the real bad people are not terrible, but the fake good people are terrible. It is worth advocating to be enthusiastic about helping each other in the face of difficulties, but this kind of indiscriminate accusation without distinguishing between right and wrong will undoubtedly add fuel to the fire and be counterproductive. When encountering injustice, silence is an accomplice; When encountering injustice and reversing black and white, it can be regarded as aiding and abetting. So, when we want to uphold justice, have we already made a clear distinction between what justice is? When we judge who is right and who is wrong, do we have a full understanding of the truth?

(To be continued.) )