The sun will not rise tomorrow because of your frustration; The moon will not stop setting tonight because of your complaints. Blindfolding oneself does not mean that the world is dark; Blindfolding others does not mean that the light belongs to you!

When you hold on to something, you may always have it, and if you are willing to let it go, you will be given other options. With a radiant sun and a black hole, why should we let something insignificant dampen our courage?!

When a bad habit is formed, it is very difficult to break it. Complaining and withdrawing are the two taboos in life. Because complaining will make us restless, our outlook on life will tilt towards the dark side, and our thinking system will be defeated by inner weakness. Careful thinking about the mistakes, regressing and thinking about everything.

On the surface, we just have a bad habit, but in fact, we have lost the bridge that should have been built successfully, and we have lost a happy life.

So we have to forgive, one foot flattened the violet, but the violet leaves the fragrance on that foot, that's forgiveness.

Why complain about life? Life has given us enough! We can never retreat, we must not stop practicing, exploring, and feeling, and our minds must be relaxed. There are many forks in the road in life, and we often need to think about which path is the best and most suitable. What is suitable for you, only you know.

People have to think more, and if they think more, they will be open-minded. People should move around more, experience everywhere, increase experience, and although traveling thousands of miles is not necessarily epiphany, we will become strong and cherish it. We have experienced rough and steep times, and now we are walking on the ground with small potholes and small puddles. During our journey, we will eventually find that this world is full of warmth and hope.

We wanted to travel by ourselves, but when we met someone who smiled at us and stretched out their hands to us, we would be happy and grateful. Gradually, we see everything pleasing to the eye, we love ourselves, we love fraternity, and we are freed and chic.

The light will not chase us, we can only chase the light ourselves. As our hearts are, so is our environment, and so is the world.

Optimism makes us feel calm. We are happy now, and we don't have to regret the past and fantasize about the future. The most pitiful thing in life is pessimism, pessimistic people, even if he is given a mountain of gold, he is still afraid that the mountain of gold will collapse and stone him to death.

If you want to be optimistic, the easiest way is to be down-to-earth, calm and ambitious, quiet and far-reaching. There are different people in the world, not to compare with each other, but to exist is reasonable. It is impossible for everyone to go vigorously and go down in history, and what makes us shine is not our status, but our shining hearts. Optimism and pessimism are originally just a thought, if you develop the habit of pessimism, you will only "draw the knife to cut off the water and the water will flow more, and raise a glass to eliminate the sorrow and sorrow." ”

Hanshan asked: "There are people in the world who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, and deceive me, how to deal with it?" He said: "Bear with him, let him, avoid him, let him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, and you will see him in a few years." "If you succeed in cultivation, you are optimistic.

There really is so much happiness in life that is worth experiencing! Let's face life optimistically together!

After reading this, she started to read the next one, called "Outside the Window".

It's been a long time since I studied at night. Zimu stood at the school gate, looking up at the teacher's dormitory building, the window with the lights on.

The campus was quiet, as if I could hear how the night was slid down by the eaves that the kitten had climbed, and landed on the slender willow branches among the flowers, vibrating gently, like the tentacles of a butterfly that had just roosted, and finally fell asleep.

The night then became a clear breeze that stood still in the schoolyard, blowing small droplets of water suspended in the air onto the clouds. That love and hope that never ends!

This time in the math test, Zimu was the first again, when the teacher read her results, Zimu desperately searched on the teacher's face, but there was nothing but joy.

Zimu's parents are very busy, Zimu's life is only grandma, grandma is very old, she likes to wear a knee-high blue dress, exaggeratedly sit on the only big rattan chair in the community to sleep, so the only guardian also exists in name only.

The joy of the child is that the school holds activities. That way, she can relax and show off her skills. She ran alone on the steppe, and there was no one to stop her from moving the wheels. She's not alone. A person is a balanced wooden horse, a little deviation, you will suddenly feel like in the clouds, under the clouds, there are all living beings, they can support you, or they can fall to death you, Zimu's heart bridge is very flat.

Zimu is full of interest in everything that happens at school, she joins the radio station and also serves as the head of the student union. Zimu doesn't compete too much with others, and she doesn't back down, she likes to be fair, and she doesn't care about those small ideas. She likes to patiently answer questions that others don't understand, even if it's a competition, there is only one place.

But as soon as he arrived at the arena, Zimu turned into an arrow, shuttling through a vacuum, reaching the target.

Zimu is sometimes very simple, sometimes a little bad, she doesn't understand what the boy who bragged about his high IQ all day wanted to cover up; I don't understand why the honest kids were brushed to the regular class and the cheating people stayed; I don't know why girls who paint their eyes colorful should go against their teachers in every possible way; I don't understand why everyone says they haven't learned anything even though they are studying late at night.

As for herself, she sometimes paints grimaces on the books of her classmates she hates; will sprinkle water in the chalk box after failing the test but refuse to admit it; will secretly pull off the leaves of the small flowers in the class; will copy homework in desperation, desert, and be jealous of others; Can draw pigs on the table with a knife.

And he didn't know anything about math before. However, since changing Mr. Liu, his handsome and humorous teaching style has ignited Zimu's passion, and she, a math illiterate, has fallen in love with mathematics fanatically.

This morning, Zimu woke up and thought about last night's dream, and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Zimu was on the road, and his heart was beating wildly.

After class, Zimu didn't call his friends, and came out alone. She was so desperate to pick up the garbage on the floor that she didn't even know when she bumped into someone else.

"Chen Zimu ......"

What a familiar sound! Zimu felt his blood fill his face...... Your face must be red...... Approximately like ...... Red cloth for the bride.......

"Hello teacher!"

......

Zimu was a little cold, she no longer stood, but sat at the door of the campus, huddled in a ball. Teacher Liu must be watching the World Cup, she thought.

When there is no wind, the big trees on the campus look very upright, and in the slanting wind at night, the leaves move, like a twenty-eight young girl, she has an excellent demeanor, and makes a charming smile.

Zimu felt very sad and couldn't help it, Zimu walked out of a way, leaned against a tree, sat down, and cried.

In Mr. Liu's eyes, there is really nothing!

Zimu thought about it, and suddenly remembered the words of Qi Xiao, who was at the same table this afternoon, and felt very scared.

"Do you want to stand 'outside the window' and be Lin Xiaoxu in the 'Flower Season and Rainy Season'?!"

Yes, along with the table, it has already been seen, but the teacher does not know yet. Maybe he knew, but ......

Zimu stopped crying. She was stunned for a long time. Grandma had already fallen asleep and would not worry about her good granddaughter at all, so she had time to think about it.

Zimu felt like he was dreaming. Where is your harmonious campus life? Where did the days when I rushed to clean the bathroom area and write my homework neatly?

The girls cheered for the boys in the basketball game and protected the only cute little flower in the class, how wonderful it was!

Zimu feels that the old life is about to come back!

"Today" sped away like a scenery outside the car window. Even though love is as indispensable as breathing, she fell in love with a mistake, with a fantasy, with a love that has no ending...... Even with true love, you need to hold your breath in order to hope that life will flow again.

The ordinary, confident, passionate and courageous words reverberate in the heavens and the earth, and they can only be so real, beautiful, and meaningful at this age, and can only be realized on campus.

Campus life can sometimes be like a long road full of thorns. But after experiencing the sunset and moonrise, and the confusion of the dust, the campus is the pure snow field of our hearts.

It is free from the hustle and bustle, leaving us quiet and peaceful, quiet and fresh, where every sunrise is brilliant and beautiful, full of wonderful colors, and every dusk is sweet in the tulle of the setting sun.

The teacher will help you get out of the fetters of the cage, help you grow smart wings, and your classmates will help you get out of the panic and confusion, so that you will no longer be sad.

The love and joy of the campus illuminate the sky and give Zimu a harmonious world.

Zimu stood up, looked at the sky, and then walked home step by step. The moonlight was already bright.

After reading this article, Tian Miao began to read the next article "My Teacher".

The author first came with a long lyrical sentence and then wrote something else.

You are like a crystal clear jade in the world, painting beautiful scenery for me in the dark. You are noble and icy, your heart is like the sea and clouds, green and quiet, you are just like jade in the mountains and forests, and you are hidden in the rock of strong forbearance!

At school, I will never forget this kindness and affection, and you and I have a deep friendship with you as a father for life. You have eyes as bright as the moon, your earnest teachings make me work hard, and I will remember the noble and selfless quality!

Teacher, you are as clear and jade as crystal, how much beautiful time you dedicate to me. Let the students open their eyes to knowledge, you are the dazzling stars at night, and guide us on the broad road!