Chapter 416: Tonghua (11)

Actually, this is fair, because loneliness always befalls each of us, without exception. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoMaybe some people are always smiling at life, but behind the mirror they are just as lonely. Loneliness is not useless, it allows us to learn to think quietly and slowly understand the meaning and true meaning of life. Loneliness gives each of us a quiet heart.

Loneliness is a magician who gives each of us a pair of eyes to discover beauty. Let us see the world, far more beautiful than we imagined, let us see the charm of the blooming flowers, the delicate vitality of the grass, and the golden victory of corn......

Loneliness is a teacher who teaches us that we can't always rely on others, others are just the most beautiful secret in our hearts, sweet like sugar, but there will always be a day when it melts, if we want to have it all the time, then it is best to collect it with sincerity, loneliness makes us understand that it is only ourselves that have been with us along the way.

Loneliness is a painter who paints the darkest colors of our hearts. It could be dark red, or it could be dark. Because loneliness is not the only one. The tone of loneliness is always the mark of the soul, but it is extremely dark, but it is not monotonous all the time.

Lonely is a boatman who casts huge nets but never catches the most fish.

Loneliness is a doctor who prescribes the wrong medicine for his patients, but he can't find the regret medicine and gives it to himself.

Loneliness is an old man, his hair is snow-white, his wrinkles have been carved deep by the blade of time, and his body is no longer flexible, so he completely thinks about the regret he missed.

Loneliness is a bride who wears a red hijab but loses the direction of happiness.

Loneliness is an actor who wears the most gorgeous coat, but he can't escape the fragility of his heart.

Loneliness is a singer who sings the sound of heaven, but he can't sing his own voice in the depths of his soul.

Loneliness is a farmer who has sown a small seed but wants to harvest the fullest crop.

Loneliness is a driver who persistently chooses a path to go down. I don't care if I run into a deep pit.

Life is lonely, but we have to learn to be friends with loneliness. Because the lonely road of a lifetime is really long, very long. Pleasure is only an accompaniment, but solitude is the main song. Loneliness is not darkness and boundlessness, loneliness is another form of life. It's actually beautiful. Because that's just yours. Don't be disgusted with loneliness, maybe loneliness will give you enough comfort to keep going.

The journey, perhaps like the leaves of a tree, falls in the autumn season, and then flies in all directions in the scattered blowing of the wind, and silently enters the dust in that forgotten season, in that abandoned place; Journey, perhaps it is like the pain of four transformations of a silkworm that it has the opportunity to spin silk into a cocoon, let the cocoon provide it with a pure land for quiet cultivation, and then usher in the moment when the cocoon breaks out of the cocoon for the last time; The journey, perhaps more like a marathon in a race, can only move its tired steps forward, with the passage of time, slowly leaving traces of old age......

Walking into the forest path alone, what I heard was not the hustle and bustle of the city, but the cry of my heart's dreams, and what I saw was not fame and fortune, but the kindness to nature and society in my heart. Looking ahead, far, far away. The dust and fallen leaves around me were scattered on the ground, I picked up a fallen leaf, drew a circle on the ground, and thought: Maybe this is like the circle in our minds and lives, imprisoned here, but it can't open a bright journey.

The journey is the track of life, and only by grasping the direction of the rudder and following the instructions of the navigation lights will you not contradict the reefs and shoals.

Like fallen leaves, withering in the desolate season, and not lamenting their own existence, still embellishing the preciousness of this season with color, coming to an inexplicable place in the scattered blowing of the wind, the forgotten season, and finally dedicated to the most precious fertilizer of the earth, in the coming year, it can nourish more big trees, in the spring is a full, in the summer is a cool, for people to rest.

Journey, maybe what you need is to persist and endure like a silkworm, life needs to feel her direction, you can only experience her mysteries by yourself, and only then can you know how to walk.

There will be a lot of troubles and difficulties encountered in the journey, we need to bear, but also to solve, Yu Minhong once said: persevere, not that we are strong enough, but we can no longer choose. The trough of life, cold, dark, helpless, hesitation, these are nothing, but you should still have the initial strength under their tempering, the heart that is not shaken and full of fighting spirit, remember those cold, remember those darkness, remember those helplessness and hesitation, remember those who help you, because that is the capital when you succeed, maybe when you "black clouds crush the city and want to destroy", what you welcome is the light of "the light of the armor opens to the sun".

With an indifferent and tranquil heart, you can understand the truth that "if you are not indifferent, you will not be ambitious, and if you are not tranquil, you will not be far-reaching" when you are irritable and proud. On the high mountains of life, do you see higher peaks, longer mountains, and bluer skies, so you have to quietly promise yourself more goals and greater commitments. Go down the mountain, and then experience the cold and darkness of the valley, because it is your choice, so you don't regret it. When you reach another peak, you can see the joy of "being at the top of the mountain, looking at the mountains", yes, that is the joy of the pursuit of life, that is the joy of success.

At this time, we are young, we are passionate, we have dreams, we have strength, we have pursuits, believe in ourselves, and give ourselves a smile when we fail, those confinements are really not so terrible. There are still more ways to go in life, and there are more doors to be opened. When you are close to dusk, sitting under a big tree, writing a memoir of life, that moment, may be the happiest.

During the journey, I loved my own perception and listened to the birds chirping. I walked out of the forest, carried these back to this noisy city, and just wanted to be quiet, sensitive--- and far-reaching, and start a new journey.

Distance, to listen to the voice of life, to look at the height of life, to perceive the width of life, in the track of time and life track together, to leave a place of tranquility for life!

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The excitement is not over......

Find out what happens next!

Respectfully, please, expectation, wait

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