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There is a kind of cultivation called not to say

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There is a kind of cultivation called not to say

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"If love must be expressed in words, then how can dumb people love each other?"

Once upon a time, we were obsessed with beautiful and flowery rhetoric. Only later did I find out that great love is wordless, and true love is silent.

The most beautiful landscapes in the world, not necessarily in the distance, may happen all around us.

There is a kind of cultivation called not to say

Li Ronghao sang these two sentences in the song "Don't Say": "I am not unharmed, not painful, not sad, I just am not beautiful or bad. ”

The people and things of the past, for better or worse, are landscapes.

Don't say, it's not that it didn't hurt. Rather, I understand that this is also a part of life.

Without pain, there is no growth.

I don't say it because I understand it, but I don't say it because I have compassion.

In an interview, the reporter asked Lang Ping why he divorced his ex-husband Bai Fan.

In the face of the reporter's inquiry, Lang Ping calmly said: "I can't say this." Two people divorced, it is inevitable that there will be personal emotions in it, I will often face the camera and the media, but Bai Fan does not have this opportunity. If I say something in marriage, it may be my one-sided statement that will have a negative impact on him. He was the dad of my children, he took on a lot of things, educated his daughter very well, very much worthy of my admiration, and I didn't want to do anything to hurt him. ”

When you are in love, you say gentle love words to each other, which is certainly intoxicating; when you break up, you still think about each other, which is even more admirable.

Good character is like a pearl, shining even in harsh conditions.

Lang Ping's unspoken words not only protected her former lover, but also set off her kindness.

I love you, love the whole one ever. Now, I'm silent, protecting the time I once loved and that person.

There is a kind of cultivation called not to say

Once, Ji Xianlin went to a barber shop for a haircut. After entering the door, I saw Lao She.

Ji Xianlin went forward to greet Lao She, but at that time, Lao She's chin was smeared with white soap foam, and Ji Xianlin thought about speaking at this time, I am afraid it was not the right time, so he simply said a few words of greeting and left.

When it was Ji Xianlin's turn to cut his hair, he inadvertently saw through the mirror that Lao She had finished shaving his beard and was ready to leave. Lao She first waved hello to Ji Xianlin, then walked to the cashier to check out, and then walked out of the barbershop.

When Ji Xianlin, who had finished cutting his hair, was preparing to check out, the clerk told him that the bill had been settled. Ji Xianlin estimated that lao she paid the bill, so he checked with the clerk, who confirmed his idea.

Ji Xianlin was very impressed.

Many years ago, Ji Xianlin accompanied him to learn to eat and got acquainted with Lao She. At this time, the relationship between Lao She and Ji Xianlin was only Pingshui meeting, and he did not expect that he still remembered himself.

Years later, Ji Xianlin recalled the original scene and was still moved.

He said to Lao She's son Shu Yi: "Your father didn't say anything when he left, and the details of his silent payment remained in the depths of my soul and gave me great warmth, which I will never forget." ”

"You bring joy, I am blessed to get; you bring sunshine, and I happen to be illuminated."

There is a kind of warmth, silent giving in words; there is a charm, which is waving and smiling in silence.

Willing to be such a person, not ostentatious, not arrogant, know the measure, but warm.

There is a kind of cultivation called not to say

"The most comfortable way to get along with friends is not to talk without talking, but to be able to talk without talking."

A true friend doesn't necessarily have to say sweet words, he will only prove your friendship with practical actions.

One winter, the writer Feng Jicai wanted to open a painting exhibition in Shanghai. As a result, the truck he rented, because the driver snoozed, plunged into the ditch on the side of the road.

The truck was filled with a cart of picture frames, which was also partially damaged by the accident.

At that time, Suzhou writer Lu Wenfu heard the news, and immediately found someone to use a trailer to pull the car out of the ditch and complete the damaged glass.

Three days later, the exhibition was successfully held.

All this, Feng Jicai did not know. Later, when Feng Ji learned about it, he specially called Lu Wenfu to express his gratitude. Lu Wenfu just waved his hand, smiled, and said nothing.

As Feng Jicai said: "Someone who has done a little thing for you will ask for credit and reward, but someone has paid a lot for you but does not say a word." ”

A true friend does not need to be contacted every day, and when something happens, he comes uninvited.

There is a kind of cultivation called not to say

Someone asked the Zen master, "What is a friend?" ”

The Zen master said, "There are four kinds of friends: one is like a flower, close to you when it is bright, and far away from you when it withers; one is like a scale, and when it gives him benefits, he looks up to you, and if there is no benefit, he despises you; one is like a mountain, you can climb up and see the scenery farther away; the last, like the ground, you only pay a little, but you can reap full." ”

True friends, needless to say, as long as you have difficulties, he will silently support you. A true friend, like the vast earth, carries that responsibility and responsibility with his deep affection.

As the saying goes: True friends begin with interest, in the three views, respect for character, and longer than the years.

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