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The gurgling years flow to the thin youth, permeated with the moist and lingering taste.
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Walking in empty streets and bustling street scenes. The light like the silver flowers of the wahoo tree hits the face empty and smells lonely. Time flies in a hurry, just like watching the subway, the space is fixed, and countless reflective glasses flock to reflect the broken self.
"Hurry home, mom made a delicious table!" Mom came to pick her up from the opposite side in a panic. "It's so cold, I don't know how to wear more." Then, hold me with dry and warm hands.
? When eating, my father talked about what he had seen and heard, and brought a bowl of soup helplessly. The steam suddenly left a piece of white on his glasses, but he was dissatisfied with how his father could not be quiet or serious. There is no dignity in being a parent.
The phone rang, and I hurried to answer it, but I knocked over the steaming soup on the table, which made me frown. My mother nagged, "Oh, how careless! Does it hurt? " I ... "Dad ran to get the medicine cabinet. I gently pushed my mother away and said, "Much better. "Just answer the phone. Someone asked loudly, "What took you so long?" "It's burning." "Are you all right?" "My mother is blowing me." "My mother went abroad, and my father followed." Listening to the coldness on the other end of the phone, I can't say how much I feel.
"DuDu ..."
The echo seems to hit my eardrum strongly. It's late at night, pursuing sadness and silence in the boundless darkness, waiting for the gentle light to break through the night. "The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light."
Originally thought, life is a river, flowing quietly, sometimes touching a boulder to make waves, and then restoring calm. A sad and silent river, I am a drop of water. However, when the boundless temperature in the river drowned the soul, we realized it and looked up to the penetrating light.
Life is actually very happy, because it is infused with the taste of happiness; Life is actually very dull. Stumbling forward, you can live a plain life and you will have real happiness.
Facing life, we should raise our mouths and announce our happiness loudly, because some people in our hearts are silently supporting and others are silently paying ... Facing the future life, we are full of eager hopes.
Life is actually very happy.
(2) Ordinary people are actually very happy.
On the green grass, I fell asleep with my arms bent. Thoughts swim with the clouds, and everything is dull and quiet. But my heart is full of joy, and I can't help asking myself: "Isn't ordinary also very happy?"
( 1)
I often complain to my mother why I don't live in a busy big city. My mother always said in a calm tone: "The rich have the sorrow of the rich, and the poor have the happiness of the poor. We can have plenty of food and clothing ourselves, but aren't we happy when we are ordinary? " I chewed this sentence repeatedly in my heart, and gradually, a clear spring poured out of my heart with laughter.
My mother was busy in the kitchen when I came home from school at night. The table is full of the fragrance of love. My mother brought me the rice and said with concern, "It's been a long day, so eat quickly." My mother always puts vegetables and meat in my bowl from time to time, and her bowl is often a mess. I eat quietly, but there is a flame in my heart that warms my heart. I feel the power of love in the ordinary.
Ordinary people can't give us red lights, green wine and complicated strings, but they always use a calm way to let us feel the beauty of clouds steaming and the love breath carried by floating clouds in the depths of the air.
(2)
I often miss the yard with pomegranate fragrance. In my eyes, this is the wealth of my life.
In summer, cicadas are noisy, and the cattail leaf fan in grandma's hand keeps fanning the condensed air in my ear, driving away the summer heat. I am full of joy. I like to snuggle up in my grandmother's arms and point to the pomegranate that has just sprouted and ask when it will grow up. Grandma smiled kindly and said, "When my granddaughter grows up, it will be ready!" "The sweet smell robbed my breath.
At night, the quiet moonlight streamed around me, and I wandered in the courtyard, thinking at random. The wind is blowing, and the night is a little cold. Grandma quickly picked up thick clothes and put them on me, urging me to go to bed early. But I like to let my thoughts fly to the vast starry sky in this calm night. This ordinary and quiet life, isn't it what I'm after? ?
Ordinary does not mean mediocrity, it will make a person's heart as clear as spring water, get rid of the shackles of the secular, break the barriers of the soul and let the soul fly in the clouds!
Ordinary is actually very happy, life answers me like this.
(3) I am actually very happy to listen to the old class.
Old classmates like to nag, especially to us. After staying in that familiar campus for four years, the smiling faces of my classmates, the teaching of my teachers, and even the poplars on campus and the grass on the roadside have become the marks of my life.
What impressed me the most was the tireless nagging of the old class, which once made us disdain, once made us tired, once made us rebel loudly, once made us cry, but now it is so unforgettable.
Four years, really, just in a flash. It seems that just yesterday, I naively thought graduation was still far away. Today, I have been sitting in the examination room of the senior high school entrance examination, writing the last answer sheet of my junior high school.
I still clearly remember that in 2007, at the same time, I sat in a corner of the examination room and answered questions about history, geography and life. What was left in my hand at that time was the residual temperature of my classmates' high-five wishes before the exam.
There is also the physical education mid-term exam that ended not long ago. We shed young sweat on the runway, and the cheers of our classmates echoed in our ears.
This time, keep in mind the simple and powerful words of the class teacher: you can do it! You can all! This is the first time that the young class teacher stopped nagging so much, but urged us to cry easily. Suddenly I really want to hear him say a few more words about us, even if it's just criticism. I want to see his eyebrows screwed up and criticize us one by one ... but there is no chance. He just waved and said two words, school is over!
In fact, we don't know how to cherish until we lose it, but more often, we can only watch what we cherish fade away but there is nothing we can do. Just like the old class's nagging, I used to think it was so redundant, but now I feel extremely cherished. But he refused to say more.
I remember the last class meeting, the teacher repeatedly said, "I believe our class is the first!" " You gave me this confidence! "
Oh, teacher, we all believe: we are the first!
After graduation, I think of my old class. Let's eat eggs in the morning and drink milk between classes. I think of the weather forecast he relayed every night and his "thoughts" at every class meeting. ...
Actually, it's really fun to listen to the old class nagging.
It turns out that listening to the old class's nagging has always been very happy.
(d) Life is actually very happy.
The bus runs every five minutes and the subway runs every three minutes, carrying time and leading to sunrise and sunset. I am a fourth-grade student struggling in the first line of the senior high school entrance examination. I count the days in my mind, thinking about the day of the senior high school entrance examination, leaving at 7 o'clock and finishing school at 5 o'clock, commuting between school and home and the station. Three point one line, plop is a mathematical equation. Eyes closed is night, eyes open is day. It can't be monotonous anymore. Until one day ... "Mom! Hey, you didn't call me? Late! " "Umbrella!" I didn't have time to say more, so I put on my shoes in a hurry and it began to rain outside. When I stepped into the rain, the rain hit my cheeks, blurred my lenses and wet my hair. Running in despair, she splashed all over. She caught the last bus and heard the sigh of the card reader, and a stone fell to the ground. Sitting down wet, outside the window, "Wow!" Rain, the imprint of raindrops, cuts the outside world into pieces. The carriage separates me from the world, and my glasses are no longer clear and blurred. I wonder whose black sunglasses are cold. "The main station is here, please get off at the back door." I got out of the car and turned around. "mom! Look! Look at that. The sun is out! " I looked at it stiffly. She wears a braid and a green skirt. Young hands, embrace the sunrise in the east. The water in my hand is dry, and a ray of sunshine cuts through the sky and through the treetops, feeling the east behind me shining brightly. I can hardly turn back. How is she? Little girl, her hair was cut short by the breeze, and her two dimples became more and more touching. On the dripping ground, she disappeared at last and became an angel, touching a numb person. I straightened my back and held my head high. Oh, the senior high school entrance examination is nothing. Actually, my life is not monotonous! The sun touched the earth, the wind touched my forehead, and I strode into the classroom. Life is actually very happy, even if there is a touch of sunshine, a drop of rain and a cloud.
(5) Loneliness is actually very happy.
The moon stars are scarce, and birds fly south. Meng De melts loneliness into Du Kang's drink and gives a hearty laugh.
? Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? Dongpo turned loneliness into a hemp fiber, leaving a clear mood.
Looking for him in the crowd, Jia Xuan immersed himself in the darkness of the night and lit up a charming smile.
Between heaven and earth, he walks alone.
There may be his disciples behind him, but no one can accompany him to the end. He is destined to be lonely.
But he insisted on shouldering the burden of the country with his weak scholar. Later generations called him a master and a saint, and no one knew him during his lifetime. He has walked all his life, and practice has proved that his feet are longer than the road. For Confucius, a lonely life is just pain? The answer is no, of course. Hundreds of years later, there was a Fan Zhongyan who gave the best explanation for his behavior: worrying about the world first, and enjoying the world later. Therefore, his seemingly endless journey has a clear purpose and happiness. It shines on the way to realize your dreams.
Confucius' happiness determines his loneliness, and it is his loneliness that makes him and the world happy.
He walked out of the beautiful water room of Phoenix Mountain and met the darkest decade. This decade is doomed to the loneliness of many literati, but his happiness shines brightly.
He is a scholar, but he doesn't pretend to be lofty. Even though he was punished for cleaning the ladies' room, he accepted it gladly. Not a single complaint. Such a life, why are you crying? Trouble? And the simplest thing is death. Shen Congwen didn't choose any of them. In his letter to his nephew, he wrote: "The lotus flowers here are really good. If you come ... "A word actually made that difficult time float with faint lotus fragrance. With his unique quiet heart, Mr. Wang has made the lonely years exude the fragrance of happiness.
By Walden Lake, Rousseau's lonely thinking and rational perception flashed in happiness, and the source of happiness was broken by lonely words.
On the Oxford campus, Hawking's wisdom leaps with happiness in his lonely study and demonstrates the opportunity of happiness with lonely knowledge.
Nightingale's lonely care purified her soul from happiness and comforted the god of happiness with her lonely heart on the battlefield where gunfire was flying.
The pain of loneliness is inevitable. But as long as you do it with your heart, happiness shines in the depths of your soul.
(6) Being out of bounds is actually very happy.
The apple is not ripe yet, so let it stay on the tree.
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Sixteen-year-old flower season, countless rainbow bridges, but only a flash in the pan, meteors fleeting. Have you found that it is actually very happy not to go out of bounds?
A friendship that doesn't go out of bounds will never pass its shelf life, just like he and she do. ...
She sits in front of him and will listen to the teacher in class. She wears a long ponytail, pulls it every class, and then hands the correction fluid to the table behind her, not because she has eyes behind her, but because it has long been a habit.
He sits behind her, pulls her braids with his big hand every class, and then takes correction fluid from her hand. He always thinks: Why is she still here? Won't you be tired? So she always wears a ponytail.
His hands are really big, so he should be able to wrap her hands easily. She once blushed and secretly thought.
Then one day he was ill and didn't come to class all day. She didn't listen carefully all day, and her big hands always came to her mind. When he is ill in bed, he always misses that ponytail.
Finally, after school, she came home, sat by the phone and thought, is he very ill? Should I call him? And he is sitting by the phone, trying to dial the familiar number that he has never called.
Finally, he dialed the number. "It's me." He seems to know that she answered the phone.
"Oh, is your illness serious?" She asked softly.
"I ..." He was speechless for a long time.
"I ..." Her voice was so light that she could hardly hear it.
A few days later, she returned to school. When they met, they smiled at each other, and no one mentioned the phone. When he returned to his seat, she turned around and lent him her notes.
As usual, every class will pull her braids by hand, and then she will concentrate on handing over correction fluid. They believe that their friendship will not pass the shelf life.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Being out of bounds can be very happy, just like him and her; Being out of bounds can be very happy, without facing the loss of sadness; Being out of bounds can be very happy because teenagers are not in love.
I'm actually very happy.
I am a mouse, a mouse living in a garbage dump. You humans will think that my life in the garbage dump will be very difficult, and you will think that I am pitiful. Actually, it's not, because I'm actually very happy ? In the morning, a fragrance knocked on my door and pulled me back from Duke Zhou. It turns out that there is breakfast again. I swaggered out and got some fresh air. Suddenly I found a big fucking snake in the cage. Humans will sell him to restaurants. I swaggered over and proudly said to him, "Brother Snake, you said you were awesome the other day and ate so many of our brothers. How did it fade today? " Don't look at me like that, you can eat me! Look at you. Don't get so excited. It's not good to hurt yourself while hitting the iron cage. I'll go first. I wish you an early trip to the west. " ? After the speech, my partner and I ran to the "canteen". Today's breakfast is really rich, not only rice and steamed bread, but also meat. A few of us wolfed down, and in a short time, we eliminated a lot of leftovers. ? After breakfast, I went shopping again, doing aerobic exercise and losing weight. The whole dump has become the territory of our mouse family. Cats have changed careers and become pets. They are fragrant and spicy all day, and no one wants to eat us anymore. Weasels and snakes have been extinct by human beings. To tell you the truth, I am really grateful to you humans for bringing us rich food and comfortable accommodation. Suddenly there was a gunshot and a UFO landed behind me. I looked back, yo! It's a big owl. It turned out that he tried to arrest me and was shot. This is, a hunter came over, mentioned Brother Eagle, and left happily. Before I left, Brother Eagle looked at me with hatred. "Slice, small sample! You were shot. What can you do to me? Catch me again. " ? After coming home at night, I had a dream that I became a giant mouse. People fled in fear, and I led the mouse soldiers to destroy everywhere. Ha ha! My life here is actually very happy.