What kind of pain makes such an optimistic and cheerful person make such a voice?

If you can't choose what you want in life, then at least you must choose a good mood in an environment where you can't choose.

They smiled so brightly and so cheerfully, didn't they ever suffer and despair?

There's no way to know the answer until we meet, so we always need to go to different places, meet different people, and do different things......

To recognize that the world is constantly changing, we should realize that life is also constantly changing, and we should understand that life should be forward-looking, not backward-looking. In this way, isn't your mind clear? Isn't your mind clear? Isn't your attitude positive?

I aspire to be as open-minded and optimistic as that! But for a variety of reasons, I ???? Overwhelmed!

In the face of things that cannot be grasped, an open-minded acceptance is the best mentality.

But even in the face of difficulties, we must see its beautiful and brilliant side, and be full of confidence and hope for the future, so as to have a happy and sweet life

Holding a beauty, with a freshness, when the sun rises every day, give others a smile and give yourself a bright mood. Life is from complex to simple forgetting, some people say that in the face of love and time, we lose to time after all, and as we walk, we go to the strange road ahead.

I didn't think about how strong I wanted to become, I just wanted to be that kind of girl, no matter how many injustices and pains I had experienced, I would live with my brows stretched, my heart was full and peaceful, and my personality was clear and open-minded. Occasionally hypocritical but not pretentious, poisonous tongue but not bitter, not complaining, not bitter and hateful. Be sincere to everyone, be enthusiastic about everything, and believe that everything in this world will slowly get better.

There is no longer resentment in her eyes, there is no longer entanglement, it seems that everything has passed, and her smile is as bright as a flower.

Calm, contemplative, open-minded, relieved, this is the attitude of being a person, but it is not the power of art. The art that really shakes is always associated with the pain and ups and downs of the human soul. Associated with a deep obsession.

Thinking can be a great torture or a great pleasure. The more some people think about it, the more entangled they become, and the more they think about it, the more they can't think about it, and the more they think about it, the more they become more and more open-minded.

I like Hu Shi's tranquility, optimism and tolerance, as well as the splendidness and simplicity of "I came from the mountains and brought orchids and grass". No matter what kind of predicament you are in, life is always about maintaining some grace. Between suffering and sunshine, I prefer to see the sunny side, the positive side, and see all things grow, rather than a hundred flowers withering and sighing alone.

This world is always like this, on the way to pursue your dreams, there are always some people who keep laughing at you. Rest assured, they will keep laughing until you realize your dream, then these sneers can turn into bitter smiles, and for the rest, it's time for you to laugh heartily.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this open-mindedness and perseverance that it has achieved the heaviness of life!

Filled with bravery with a smile, I shouted loudly to this side......

Mo Liunian looked at Xiao Banxian, Xiao Banxian closed his eyes and couldn't see his emotions, but Mo Liunian knew that Xiao Banxian must be very worried.

This night seemed to be extraordinarily long, it was extraordinarily dark before dawn, and when the first rays of dawn came, the door of the inner room finally opened, Qin Yuanshuang walked out first, and Fu Lingyun, who had a tired face, also walked out, and finally Chu Xunzhen helped Jiang Shuying and walked out.

The fragrance spreads into the quiet of the night, and with it the last glimmer of light goes out, and the deep darkness obliterates everything. When I woke up, I couldn't figure out where I was. The curtain hung low, the red pillow brocade, and a beautiful person was sleeping beside him. He sat up suddenly, and the headache after the hangover came unexpectedly, and he couldn't help but shake it. A pair of soft hands put on his forehead, lifted the quilt and got up and poured a warm decanting soup.

At last she gently retreated into the inner room, sat back on the edge of the bed, and stroked the corners of the quilt with her hand. Things are different from people, You Zi still has a faint warmth, Ah Bao suddenly tightened his hands, and his heart was only anxious and inexplicable, but he didn't know what he wanted to grasp after all. However, the pillow finally cooled down, and became no different from the table and chair in the room, brick and stone. A threshold, an eye wave, is the end of the chasm. Last night, but it really passed.

Leng Qi pushed the door and entered, standing outside and bowing his head slightly. The dim light and shadow in the room poured out like moonlight, revealing a dark hoarse ambiguity and decadence, and the room was filled with moisture and fragrance.

The sky was chaotic, and the snow seemed to have lost its vitality after a lot of rage, except for a few small snowflakes falling sparsely. The gray city walls were full of soldiers and archers, always ready for battle, and Emperor Gao Zhan of Qi stood there quietly, letting the snowflakes sweep his cheeks from time to time, and his gaze was as cold and indifferent as the twilight moon, but there was worry and anxiety that others could not detect......

It was already late at night, and the moonlight peeked into the house through the window, and from the window you could see the endless stars in the night outside. From time to time, there was a "whine" beast cry in the mountain, and Chu Wuchen turned his head sideways to look at Yi Nian who was lying beside him. She breathed evenly, her face covered in moonlight, and she seemed so quiet in the half-dark, half-light room.

When night fell, the lights were on, and the moon lady on the horizon quietly showed half of her face with a light veil, Xu wanted to sneak a look at Hou Yi, who had missed for thousands of years, and deliberately hooked a trace of the world's lights and turned into rouge, dyed on the white jade-like face, hazy and delicate, shy and timid.

There is no palm lamp in front of the hall, and the moonlight is cold and gloomy. As soon as I walked into the front yard, I saw a man sitting on the steps at the door of my room, dressed in a moon-white robe reflecting the snow, cold but not wearing a cloak, with his arms on his knees, his head slightly buried, and his expression tired.

Matilda pursed his lips and didn't speak for a long, long time. Li Ji waited for him so patiently, letting time pass in the light smoke of agarwood, letting the sun get dusk, and just one glance in a trance, and the years had passed.

Jiang Shuying's face can be described as haggard, Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian immediately printed it, Jiang Shuying said to the two: "It's okay, you go back first, and someone will take him to the welcome building." ”

The little half-immortal said: "Thank you." ”

Jiang Shuying waved his hand, and left first with Chu Xunzhen's support, returning to the Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

Wang Shen has been standing in the outer hall, seeing the two come out, the emperor and grandson want to take the trouble to step over the threshold in front of the palace, but Dingquan just held his hands, raised his feet and left, so he hated to catch up, stretched out his hand to pick up the emperor and grandson, and sent him out of the palace.

In the spring palace, silk and bamboo are around the ears, and the beautifully dressed maids send fruit and snacks like flowing water, Ding Zhaorong sits firmly on the first seat, holding the best Biluochun, and there is a little sneer on the corner of his lips. After a while, the henchman and palace maid hurriedly came, and with just one look, the people around him retreated silently.

Mo Liunian originally didn't have a good impression of the Snow Mountain Medical Pulse, and those unkind rules made her feel that she was a high-spirited, arrogant, cold-blooded and ruthless person.

But after coming here for three days, what I saw and heard was not at all, everyone here loves life and is kinder than many people outside.

Mo Liunian thought that those rules should have been retained before, but now that the owner here has changed, everything has also changed.

Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian returned to the welcome building, and after a stick of incense, Xingyu took four medicine slaves to carry the still sleeping Wujian in, and Wujian lost a full circle.

After settling down Wuji, Xingyu said, "Miss instructed that if the patient is not awake after five hours, give him this pill and water." After speaking, he handed Xiao Banxian a small box.

Xiao Banxian took the medicine box and asked, "I don't know how the head is now?"

Xingyu said: "Miss has rested." ”

Progress is the way of life. The normal state of human life is called progress; Progress advances, it sometimes pauses, waiting to meet the crowd that lags behind, it has its rest, it has long nights of sleep, and it pains the thinker that the shadow casts on the human spirit, and man gropes in the dark, unable to revive progress that is sleeping.

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment, and replied with a smile, "Although I have studied for a few days, I am young and weak, and I have no way to enter the country. The husband shouldn't talk much, the young lady came and saw me deaf, it was inevitable to be surprised. Please close your eyes and recuperate until your injuries heal. I have a lot to ask for, and my days are long. After this, they became a family, and like Uncle Wang and Du Xianggong, they often came and went. “

Kong Lele kept sending him out of the door, and quietly said to Du Fu: "I have been talking to my master for a while this morning." When Brother Du saw Cilu, please pay his respects and say that I can't send it tomorrow. He is such a hospitable person, and when he makes a move, there are no cars and horses in front of the door, and the human relationship is really snobbish and hateful.

He hurriedly agreed, and said that it was late at night, and asked everyone to go back early, and play again tomorrow, and after speaking, he didn't care what everyone's eyes were, and rushed out of the Xinxiang Pavilion. Back in the annex, he stepped up two steps and flew to the fourth courtyard. rushed into the bedroom, quietly saw a lone lamp, carved on the embroidered bed, through the pink gauze tent, faintly visible sleeping little people curled up in a ball, seemed to cry in a low voice.

If you miss the return date after all, will you leave a little earlier in this season next year, and will not let my soft heart accumulate into ice again......

In a secluded corner of the Freehand Palace, Feng Qiwu sat quietly in the pavilion, still holding the pipa in his arms, hanging his head silently as if thinking about something, but he couldn't get a glimpse from the cold face.

He turned slowly, as if a layer of frost had fallen, and he was tired of walking out of his beautiful room, his voice muffled to the point that it was almost inaudible.

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