Chu Xuan: "Yes, trouble is a drop of water in the sea, but it can refract the brilliance of the sun, even if there is one less place on the earth, isn't it the same?" If a piece of paper has a stain, can't you still write? With a mark of love on my arm, can't I still grow up happily?

Friends, don't live in the shadow of your own flaws, it is precisely because we are not perfect enough that we continue to pursue perfection! Put aside your worries, you will feel much more relaxed and happier! And the imprint of love left by my mother will also accompany me to grow up happily!

In fact, everyone is "an apple that God has bitten into", and life is not satisfactory seven or eight times out of ten, and we need to find some reason to comfort ourselves. In the history of world culture, there are three famous strange ashes, the writer Milton is blind, the great musician Beethoven is deaf, and the genius violinist Paganini is mute.

God is very greedy and sees who bites whom, so people are all flawed, some are born and some are acquired. Since it is irresistible and difficult to make up, there is only one way to deal with it calmly. You bite yours, I live mine, do not succumb to the mercy of fate, like Beethoven, choke fate by the throat, or simply follow Nietzsche's example and publicly declare: God is dead!

God is also very stingy, and will not give all the good to one man, and if he gives you beauty, he will not give you wisdom; He gave you money, but he refused to give you health; If you are given genius, you must be paired with some suffering...... When you encounter these unsatisfactory things, you don't have to complain about others, let alone give up on yourself, the best way is to encourage yourself like that teacher We are all apples that have been bitten by God, but God likes me very much, so this bite is bigger.

So, don't let defects become your shackles and walk in the shadows of others all day long!

Sucrose chose bitter coffee just so that we could enjoy its bitterness; The moth chose the blazing candle flame in order to keep its unchanging promise; The sun chose the blue earth in order to follow the rules of the universe that have remained unchanged for many years.

If we choose what we love, we should know how to bear a responsibility and keep our promises, no matter how long it is, even if it is ten years, twenty years or a lifetime; Regardless of the change of fate, whether we are poor or rich, we should love what we choose, this is the principle of life.

There is such an intriguing story about a blind man and his guide dog who have been together for ten years, but one day misfortune struck, when the owner and his guide dog were crossing the sidewalk, a truck suddenly lost control and rushed towards them, and because of this sudden disaster, he and his guide dog left the world, and when they woke up, they were already in front of the gate of heaven.

Just then an angel flew towards them: "It's a misfortune, now Heaven can only contain one of you, and you can only race to decide who can go to Heaven or Hell." ”

Now only the master's soul remains, of course, he is no longer blind, it is very easy for him to go to heaven, just give the order to let the guide dog stop, and he can easily reach heaven. But he didn't do it, he walked very slowly, walked a few steps and stopped, and finally arrived at the gate of heaven, only to see that he suddenly picked up the guide dog and wanted to push him to heaven, but it bit the owner's trouser leg and refused to let go, a pair of big black eyes full of tears, the owner hesitated for a while, then smiled slightly, slowly stood up, gently stroked the dog, and then turned around with his dog, and walked towards hell......

"It's hell over there, isn't heaven good?" The angel's face was full of doubt, "Can you tell me why?"

The man looked back and said with a smile: "For many years, he has been able to take my place as my eyes, allowing me to see the world clearly, and to survive the most difficult ten years, for ten years we have been inseparable, and gradually we have become one, and for us, as long as we are together, it is like arriving in heaven."

Back to reality, with the passage of time, we always have to make countless choices, standing in front of the choice, should we think carefully, do we take the promise we have made seriously like the guide dog and the owner in the story? The owner chose a guide dog and really loved him forever, so the dog also repaid the owner's love for ten years with his life in return. Should we think seriously about the hasty choices we have made?

Love not only includes seriousness, responsibility, keeping promises but also dedication and the courage to bear the consequences, so we should understand the importance of loving your own choices, often when you give sincerely, you will always get unexpected returns, this is the value of love.

There is a small scrap steel recycling company established by a father and son, every month the father will send his son to drive a truck to an old woman in a remote village dozens of miles away to buy scrap steel, but often only receive dozens of kilograms of scrap steel each time, which not only has no profit to make, but even sometimes loses money, and finally one day the son spat out the doubts in his heart to the father. The father's answer was simple, the reason was only because of a promise made many years ago that the father had visited that small village in the middle of nowhere, and promised to come to her every month to harvest steel, because it was the mother-in-law's only source of income.

Soon after, however, there was great news that a medium-sized lathe mill was going to sign a scrap purchase contract with the company, which was a large contract for thousands of tons of scrap per month. And this sudden luck was actually won by the old woman, and it turned out that it was because of the father's spirit of keeping promises that moved the mother-in-law and the lathe factory, so it was obtained

The true and most loving love in the world is called family affection. There is a liquid called tears,

The true and most loving love in the world is called family affection. There is a liquid called tears, a warmth called touching, and a greatness called speechlessness.

My father was an unsmiling writer, journalist, at least he rarely smiled at home. In my memory, he has been very busy, whether it is in the real estate department or as a reporter, he is so busy that my memory gradually blurs his face. Growing up, I couldn't feel the love my father gave me, and I only had my grandfather's back stumbling in my childhood.

Maybe if my mother hadn't told me about the unknown past and the dust-covered memories, I might have known my father for the rest of my life as the most familiar stranger to me.

I was born in a very ordinary small hospital, when my mother was pregnant with me in the hospital and my aunt's house all day long, but my father in order to keep me from encountering any accidents while still in the womb, every time I carried my bloated mother up and down the stairs, I don't know how the thin body can hide such a huge energy. I did not come with a blessing, at least not by my aunt and grandmother, my father was the only son in the family, and of course the task of passing on the family fell on my father. My family wanted me to be a boy, but unfortunately I wasn't. But at that time, family planning was very tight, and giving birth to me meant that the incense in the family was cut off, so my aunt proposed to send me away or put me in her house to raise me, so that my father and mother could have another child, but my father firmly disagreed, and shouted: "If you send your child away, what will you think?"

Maybe if that thick notebook hadn't appeared so abruptly in front of my eyes, my world might not have been surging.

As usual, when I came back from school vacation, my father was not at home, only my mother and younger brother were watching TV in the living room, I didn't want to be disturbed, so I closed the door and came to the study alone with a cold drink to surf the Internet. While watching a movie, the buffer time was a bit long, so I took the opportunity to look in front of my father's bookcase, and by chance, an inconspicuous black notebook broke into my sight, and curiosity drove me to look through it magically, but I was immediately shocked. I saw "Beloved Daughter XX, on X year X month X day X minute, lunar month X day X day" and the father's thoughts attached to this paragraph; I saw "Xiao Jia took the bus back to school on October X...... Tears gradually filled my sight, and the warmth in my heart exceeded the cold of cold drinks.

Maybe if it weren't for the fact that I had grown up without a trace over time, and the years had given me a sensitive and affectionate heart, I might never have known that my happiness was all he struggled for

Sucrose chose bitter coffee just so that we could enjoy its bitterness; The moth chose the blazing candle flame in order to keep its unchanging promise; The sun chose the blue earth in order to follow the rules of the universe that have remained unchanged for many years.

If we choose what we love, we should know how to bear a responsibility and keep our promises, no matter how long it is, even if it is ten years, twenty years or a lifetime; Regardless of the change of fate, whether we are poor or rich, we should love what we choose, this is the principle of life.