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Bearish in the past, Red Dust should be read

lala | 11 Февраль, 2010 04:21

Person's life, has too many pieces of life, but also has too many memories pale. Life, like a mirror, always reflected the trajectory of human life. Occasionally, this mirror is not so perfect, always with the ideal of the collision some of the cracks of life, all kinds of aberration in the Gaussian image plane mapped out the destiny of distortion. Everyone, in the face of life contains deficiencies, in addition to crying, but also a strong society.

Boundless where we are rather special in this generation, with 80 before the hardship and perseverance, but also has a 80 after the wayward and stubborn. Perhaps the Times really gave us? However, I do not know.

Life, life, life, how three simple word, there can not figure how much ginseng. Perhaps, really only until the end of life the moment we can really appreciate being born, the arrival of Red Dust, in the end are we going? Life is a very, very long integral curve, but life is only a small fragment of life in the micro-yuan, numerous such small fragments, points into space for long life. And life, that is, the end of life, that is, that the maximum points. Come to the end of life, also completed this need to pay a lifetime to complete the integral operation. Do not know the interpretation of these three words, will people used to?

Living in life, on compliance with the rules of life. If, to life as a game, then we will have to abide by the rules of the game. Would like to open people, called Mingzhe; take things too hard person chooses to escape. Some people say that life is very complex and always full of too many unknowns, has too much uncertainty. Had a really good day, but do not know how, and lived in lived on the changed appearance. Perhaps unconsciously, perhaps the incision step. May be just a moment, life is lost in her beautiful appearance. Many people can not accept, so there will be a pain, so there will be a crying. Worldly things like this too much. Trees prefer calm but the wind will not subside, son wants his parents, does not wait for is the mundane world of the most helpless thing. Might want to wait until their own and established, homecoming is the time to repay their parents. However, time and the disease is really two very harsh black and white volatile, they are a little eroded the parent's age and health. Perhaps, to your glory, but you can not see the glory of their parents. We do not know how to face, simply put, he is called a fate. However, the fate, it was then an illusory word, how convincing, reassuring?

Many people live are not happy, is the heart carries too much responsibility. Because people are emotional, not like the law, as with so clear-cut right or wrong. Family ties, friendship, love, because they, came up with too much concerned about, let us eat, sleep, because they blurred our eyes, let us tangled in their own emotional world. But this is exactly what has them, it makes our lives full of warmth, full of humanity. I used to think an ideal way of thinking, but always have no feeling around the circle, it is because I am a sentimental person.

In fact, life, focusing on a form, regardless of happiness, pain, happy, sad, is a life in the past, came passing through before, is a perfect way of life. Only flowers, no thorns of life, the same is not perfect. Pain, loss, crying, tears, in fact, also a kind of harvest, all life must go through the process. Time, which is a chain of life, some people will always leave us a step back, only difference this time of us, whether we can afford? Nature is an objective, no one can so we in the natural world, walked their way to somewhere already doomed.

In fact, life can be very simple. Life is a circle, half belonged to himself and half to nature. In the natural rules of the game, the walk their own way. Life, need to bearish. To our success, we are happy, because we obey the natural choice; we disappointed, we are melancholy because of fate. Do not fuss about too much, everything is destiny. Edge to come to the edge away. Passed Red Dust, soul need to be quiet. In fact, the crying, we need is not one you can rely on the shoulder, but only a calm heart. Live in the moment, there is no regret yesterday, there is no tomorrow's sadness; bearish living, and maintaining a strong