Snowflakes are falling in the air one by one, and the footsteps of the New Year are beginning to walk slowly. I don't know how beautiful the Forbidden City is in the snow, and I am silent in my own world.

After four days of work, I quit. What I thought was a beautiful world was shattered at that moment. Originally, I chose to live a Buddhist life and work for the sake of others, but in the end, I was broken by those "kind" people. Breaking my perception of my own "ignorance", in fact, this short four-day experience made me understand. It turned out that I was still the "clear stream" that didn't fit in.

Looking out the window at the snow, at the scenery everywhere I pondered. I don't know why, everything seems to be bound, and at that moment it made me realize more clearly that I still can't fit into the tainted "world". I looked at the white snow outside and reminded me of the first words my brother-in-law said to Yi (my own sister's daughter) when she was born, "Welcome to this 'dark' world". When I think back to this sentence, I think about it now, how can it be! Although there are many beautiful things in this world, the human heart is really "black". But I still believe that there is still a trace of tenderness in this world.

Yang Jiang once wrote: "The years are quiet for a moment, a place of chicken feathers is daily, even if the world is occasionally cold, the heart should be prosperous, shallow joy, quiet love, deep understanding, light relief, look at the scenery in the distance, look at the near is life, only hope this life, the years are fine; Only warm, not sad. "I didn't understand it when I saw it, but now I do. The tenderness of this world can only be seen and experienced by oneself. The little episodes in life are actually lubricants, adding a touch of waves to our comfortable life.

The snow melted in the cold wind in the sunlight, and the dry branches swayed in the white world. It was as if at that moment, no one remembered that the lush foliage had ever come.

The world is so wonderful, no one knows what you are going through, no one can understand your good intentions, and there are even some people who will spoil your kindness. Man, it collapsed in that instant. There is no so-called strength in the adult world, only a moment of coldness. For a long time, I wrote about this experience because I knew that the world would not change because of freedom of speech, but I hope that my words can convey a little power, and now you who are reading this text. Whether you're at a low point or a highlight of your life, don't forget where you started in the first place. People, it's good to be worthy of yourself, those so-called arguments don't need to be said to those who "think" high-definition, don't try to wake up people who are pretending to be asleep, because you will know that this world does not waste so much time on communicating with "ignorant" people.

Save your energy and enjoy your life, because the direction of poetry is far away......