Chapter 376: Forget-me-not (1)

Just because we are human beings, we can pass on civilization from generation to generation while creating civilization, and we are good at learning. I always think that www.biquge.info we are all poets, musicians, artists, etc., at least thinkers and philosophers. Life is precious, worthy of reverence and cherishment!

The beginning and end are the same for everyone. The elements C, H, O, N and other elements in the vast universe are fortunate enough to enter the organism, the food chain, the reproductive cell, and the fertilized egg. A hundred years later, it decomposes into basic molecules and turns into dust and soil. Perhaps some molecules are fortunate enough to enter the organism, lucky enough to be ingested into the human body, and very fortunate enough to be born as a lovely newborn. How many of our factors and imprints are left on this newborn after the lucky future? Is there still a memory of us? He was fortunate to be brand new, did he know his past life? Can we agree that He is our afterlife? Life is only once for everyone, we have no past life, no future life, we have the same beginning and end, we are equal and fair at this point, the important thing is how we walk out of our own wonderful and ultimate life path.

Life is precious and lovely, and who doesn't want to have a happy and wonderful life?

But the road of life is not as wide, straight, and smooth as a road, and it is not always full of flowers and grasses, sprinkled with warm sunshine and moist rain. If that's the case, don't you think it's monotonous and boring? The road of life is more like a tortuous and rugged path, overgrown with wild grass and thorns, making people lose their way for a while. Cold comes and goes, day and night alternate, hot and cold. There are also places that we try to think of but can't reach, and there are so many uncertainties that we don't know the helplessness, frustration and melancholy that we can't grasp. gritted his teeth and walked all the way, and then looked back at it should be a different kind of fun.

There are cruel moments in life, and unpredictable forces of nature can bury us in an instant. If you can't escape, you don't need to hide, and if you can't go back, you don't have to worry about it. After all, the probability of this misfortune is extremely small, and we can calmly face the nature that gave birth to us.

However, sometimes, behind the hideous face of nature, there is a pair of human black hands, and some people deliberately conceal and deceive it, so that we can't even see it clearly, and mistakenly think that the culprit is nature.

The most terrible is far more than that, the temptation of power, status, and money, the viciousness of greed, selfishness, and hypocrisy, and the eyes of suspicion, jealousy, and hatred......

Different regions, different departments, and various systems and laws and regulations are different from place to place, time and from person to person. You look at the door in front of you, and try to go up, exhausted, and give everything you have, but you can't climb in. At this point, you don't think Kafka's "The Law Gate" is absurd!

I hope you are not the unfortunate person, if one day, this absurdity befalls your head, and it is useless to try hard, then give up! You can't hang yourself from a tree, you have to go to the "castle" desperately! After all, remember that life is precious, lovely, and honorable at all times! Find another way, when you have a different scenery.

Although there are bumps and dangers on the road of life, please remember that we are not alone. Although no one is always by your side, it is by no means a person's life. At different times and on different road sections, we will have different friends and partners, and if you look around, you will find that there are more like-minded people not far away. Walk together, support each other, encourage each other, comfort each other, and enjoy together. If you can't open the door for a while, don't want to look around, and feel abandoned by the whole world, please remember! At least our parents, brothers and sisters and other relatives and old friends are silently seeing off and blessings, just behind us!

I don't know when I was so sentimental, and when I encountered some helplessness, I was extraordinarily emotional, and it was not the key to look back at whether I smiled, the important thing is that I hope that such a sigh is not a bad thing, I think so, and I will comfort myself like this

I remember when I was in junior high school, I saw a sentence in a novel, which roughly meant something like this: the most trusting others is to be friends with death; At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I remembered this sentence deeply, so that in the days that followed, the nightmare of not laughing but falling in love always surrounded me; Ask yourself: Is it wrong to believe in yourself? Is it wrong to believe in others?

There is a very charming sentence in Zhu Gege: Do you still remember the summer rain lotus on the shore of Daming Lake? Although this sentence has been misinterpreted by me now, I can still see a little sadness in my sleepy eyes; Count the trees and branches and the fallen leaves together, until the intercession and love are long, but the warm story always has a tragic ending, once separated, never to be seen again; No one has promised anyone a lifetime, I trust you, naturally wait, and the flowers are thanked, but people, but they have not returned

In the fourth legend of Sword and Fairy, Yun Tianhe once said to Yunxiao: I trust you so much, why and why do you deceive me; The two hit it off at first sight, leaving aside the reason, and finally happily became brothers, going to the soup and fire, climbing mountains and wading through rivers, and going through a lot of hardships to find the three cold weapons, which is really touching, but such a storyline can't touch Yunxiao's ambition, and it is inevitable to draw a knife to each other; At the end of the story, who should we have mercy on? Trust was shot, or lying down

I'm not a stingy person, but borrowing money, if you forget it, I can't do it; Last year, an old classmate called me and said that he was short of money, how big a thing, how much he needed, just give me the card number, the story was very smooth, but the ending disappointed me a lot, I think he forgot for some reason, I think, money can best reflect a person's character, borrow money and don't pay it back, heaven and earth will be destroyed, but I don't know if he is dead now; I have seen and let go of such things, and I have no intention of complaining or confiding here; It's just that I believe in trust, or trust has trampled on the "friendship" that we have always existed, I asked the sky, and the sky did not speak, and the rain replaced the words, pouring out, and gave me the answer

Hundreds of worldly loves, rouge reincarnation, how many ear sideburns lost to trust; Inadvertently, I broke your promise, and you kicked me into the place where the lights and shadows lingered, is this serious? It's not serious, it's nothing more serious than you didn't kick me, but you fell into the nine shadows in loneliness; A lament, how much desolation, what indifference, what tenderness and sweetness, a word of trust, how much old age, just, is there still trust? You guessed, you guessed it right, I'll tell you

(To be continued.) )