The true nature of the heart
This is the true nature of the heart. Success is like the bright moon shining on the flowers, the gentle waves in the deep pool, regardless of prosperity or adversity, the transcendence of success or failure, it is the post station that spurs the horse to climb high and faces the distance; failure, still drips through the stone, merges into the sea, is limited and becomes stronger, and does not fall into the blue clouds. He is arrogant and has the stubbornness of "a general has no master, and a man should strive for self-improvement." Rong, the mountains and rivers are still the same, the style is still the same, just like Wushan in the sea, familiar with the passage of time, the glitz and glamor, disdain to pass by the smoke and clouds; humiliation, Han Xin under the crotch, the pines at the bottom of the snow, like an immortal who has emerged, knowing to take a step back, the sea and the sky are vast, unwilling Abandoned eating due to choking.
---Green Heart
Disappearing Youth
The peerless splendor is shattered in the green glory of the later dynasties. The splendid hall is only intoxicated by the subtle fragrance of the flowing charm. The lingering flowers in the backyard sing about the end of the mortal world. With a bitter smile, it was King Wu Fu Chai who fell into the trap. Taking youth as a bet, shouldering a heavy burden, and embarking on an unknown journey. Tears that cannot be turned away will swim all spring and autumn. The lonely cloud smoke sighed sadly. The collapse of a dynasty was only intoxicated by the beauty of the temples.
Today, thousands of years later, people open the book and quietly pass through all the years, looking at Xi Shi who once looked like a flower like the moon, and use the blooming years to interpret the determination that Yue will destroy Wu. belief. It turns out that youth has already opened up endless chapters in the dark, which is thought-provoking...
---Youth
Yeyue
Quiet summer night The bright moon and clear wind always give me a feeling of tranquility and tranquility. The moonlight is as bright and clear as soft water, and the clear light flows, and the meaning is peaceful. The moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant.
I like to use the moonlight to settle my mood, like water, the moonlight can be drank. Open the window and let the moonlight flow quietly on your skin. The light and elegant charm and the fresh and implicit mood naturally flow in your heart. The moonlight is like a ray of light, and my mood becomes clear and soft in the moonlight. Suddenly, all kinds of touching and beautiful things in life are vivid and vivid.
Once upon a time, as an innocent person, I nestled in my grandma’s arms and counted the stars, leisurely admiring the clear and tranquil moonlight in the countryside.
Once upon a time, I had a heart-to-heart talk with my classmates in the clear moonlight on Jingjing Campus, and realized the beauty and sadness of the passing years.
Once upon a time, I went boating with you on Taihu Lake in the watery moonlight, admiring the beautiful scenery of the world in the sound of oars and the shadow of the lights, in the reflection of the moonlight and the lake. The clear lake water and the ethereal sound of the piano made me intoxicated in the gentle feelings of Jiangnan and never knew where to go.
The shadows of flowers moving against the wall are suspected to be the arrival of a beautiful lady. Zhang Sheng made an appointment with Yingying and waited under the moon in the west chamber. A classic beauty. The pale moon stains the west window, and faint thoughts fill the air.
At the passing time, the moonlight performs beauty in the classical implicitness and modern romance, bringing people endless contemplation and leisurely intoxication.
The clear moonlight attracted me, so I put on my clothes and went out, walking slowly into the garden under the water-like moonlight. The gardenias were bathed in the moonlight, with cold dew, like a clear curtain in the distance. Youmeng. The bamboo shadows dance lightly with the rhythm, like water and moonlight passing through gently, reflecting the clear brilliance of the bright moon. All things are full and alive in the moonlight. The hustle and bustle, hesitation and hesitation of the world are all melted into this watery moonlight. Suddenly enlightened, suddenly enlightened.
It is like water and the color of the moon, drinkable. Years go by, and you can realize it.
Stand quietly in the garden path and listen to the silence...
Youth
Youth is not years, but state of mind;
Youth Not rosy faces, red lips, soft knees, but deep will, magnificent imagination, and passionate love;
Youth is the flowing of the deep spring of life. The energy of youth runs through the rainbow, bravery overwhelms timidity, and enterprising overwhelms peace. Such agility is inherent in men born in their twenties, but is more common in men in their sixties.
Advancing with age does not mean getting old, and abandoning ideals will lead to twilight years. As time goes by, decline only affects the skin; abandoning enthusiasm will lead to decadence in the soul.
Worry, fear, and loss of self-confidence will definitely distort the mind and make the spirit feel gray.
No matter whether they are sixty or twenty, they all have in their hearts the joy of life, the temptation of miracles, and the unfailing childlike innocence. There is an antenna in everyone's heart. As long as you receive signals of beauty, hope, joy, courage and strength from heaven and earth, you will remain young and graceful forever.
Once the antenna is lowered, your energy will be covered by ice and snow, and cynicism and self-destruction will arise. Even if you are only twenty, you are already old; but as long as you set up the antenna and catch the optimistic signal, you will have hope. I still felt young when I passed away at the age of eighty.
---New Oriental Born to Win
Stream Water
The transparent stream water is as clear as mother’s eyes.
In spring, your eyes are full of colors;
In summer, your eyes are full of deep green;
In autumn, your eyes are full of green Chengbi;
In winter, you are tired - you close your eyes and stop singing.
You took in the clouds in the blue sky, the sunset in the dusk, and the stars in the night sky; you also left behind the figure of my childhood.
Ha! The rustling sugarcane forest beside the stream and the sweet wind once blew my childhood dreams! I lie next to you, feeling the happiness of leaning on my mother's chest...
You are an ancient song in our lives——
You see the man riding the donkey The wedding team came, and a few suonas played sad music;
You saw a few strong men carrying a heavy wooden coffin, carrying the old man up the hillside;
You also heard: the wheelbarrow at the foot of the mountain, with a squeaking sound, groaned through the poor land...
Without you, who would have left us with the natural colors;
Who recorded for us the sorrow and joy of the mountain people?
Dream-like years
I am busy day after day, just like a passing guest, wasting my dream-like years. When I accidentally saw the last calendar gently falling in the empty background, I suddenly realized: I was standing on the threshold of the New Year again. I know that whether I like it or not, the wind of time will always send me to a new day and a new year. So, I suddenly felt uneasy. Looking back at the past, I always felt that I had failed to live up to that time, and the days in the future were coming to me so unexpectedly. I kept reminding me to live every minute of this coming time. Live a prosperous and full life with sound and color
The transparent stream, you gave me a pair of eyes that can distinguish colors.
When I am by your side, I find myself becoming a teenager and having to travel far away.
Just like the mother who raised me, send me out of the mountains!
Key
How powerful is a key? I believe that in everyone's eyes, the function of the key is very obvious, opening the door, right? But, is this really the only effect? An accident, maybe. Anyone who has watched "5 People You Meet in Heaven" should know why the recreational vehicle fell down. It's because of a car key, a lost key. So, can this be said to be the function of the key?
One person’s life is lost because of this key. Therefore, doesn’t one step mean a lifetime?
Is it worth it? The man was still looking for the answer to this question after his death, but the answer was not this question. An ordinary life is the important thing he is looking for, but he only knows after death, is it joy or sorrow?
Bitter Summer
On a sultry day, the cicadas couldn’t bear the loneliness and kept chirping. I was alone, silent and without a close friend beside me. I wanted to listen to rock music crazily. Listen to the hysterical singing, which is just to escape the strong atmosphere of loneliness in the world without people.
One person is cold, but two people are wonderful. Therefore, the inexplicable impulse makes me miss my old friends and the past days. Although unrealistic reverie cannot bring back everything in the past, I hope that my thoughts can fly away after closing. In the world behind the eyes, there are smiles and dancing figures, dancing...
Life is a responsibility
A blue bird flew past the window cheering Then, music was brought from heaven, falling in pieces, as crisp as pearls.
In a trance, someone drew his sword and sang a long song: "How can I be a Penghao people?" He laughed and walked away, rolling eastward along the Yangtze River, passing through the Ba Gorge and Wu Gorge, passing Dongting and Yangzhou; drunkenly entered In Chang'an, in the palace of Jinluan, I pretended to be crazy, my uncle polished his ink, and my warrior took off his boots, mocking all the nobles in the world; I traveled around Jiuzhou, looked at the river and chanted the Milky Way, looked at the waves, raised a glass with my friends, Reluctant to sail thousands of miles away, weeping bitterly for Chao Qing...
Li Bai came from the Nine Heavens, flying down the river, full of pride, and traveled all over the world with his poems, interpreting a soulful and colorful picture of life.
Love life
Love is the wind, "It is good to be poor and hear the wind."
Love is like rain, "the loving peony contains spring tears".
Love is soil, and you can dig out a handful by leaning over. Which handful of soil does not contain the blood and sweat of our ancestors and the green dreams of future people?
Love is a cloud, and you can see it when you look up. Which cloud has not contained the yearning of children and the memories of the elderly?
Because of love, we are grateful; because of love, we are full of sorrow and indignation; because of love, we are willing to live indifferent and peaceful days; and because of love, we dare to fight with iron horses and return in horse leather. To live humiliatingly and bear heavy burdens is to live with love; to die with righteousness and dignity is to die for love; to live refreshingly and conscientiously is not love to live!
Jiangnan
On the water, ancient stone bridges arch like a graceful eyebrow;
Under the stone bridge, there are bridges in the water, and , people and umbrellas, dogs and gardenias, bamboo hats, and the burden of selling steamed cakes all swayed in the shimmering light;
The two banks of the river are narrow and steep; On the shore, there are cloisters with horse-drawn pavilions, teahouses, bookstores, and wine shops that stretch out to the river; there are also stone sills at the back doors of every household, and sisters and children squat on the stone sills, washing vegetables and washing their feet. Washing rice;
Their printed scarves are like colorful vanilla;
Their soft words are like the return of purple swallows, playing a murmuring spring song;
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On the bridge, under the bridge, in the bamboo baskets, there are fresh squid, saury, and mandarin fish;
In the bamboo baskets, there are dripping water chestnuts, lotus roots, and wild rice. , water chestnut;
Although the small streets are paved with stone slabs, they feel like they are soaked in water, like river harbors, and they are fishy and smelly...
Maybe, this is Jiangnan. A sketch of a corner of Jiangnan.
The Suzhou Pingtan, the soft and pretty sound of strings;
The girl who is more beautiful and smarter than Xi Shi; perhaps, this is the image and character of Jiangnan...
---Jiangnan Rhyme