Life is to man, and it is necessary to add to nothing. Pigs are the same as people, and animals are the same. This beast is born but knows how to eat, and lying behind the belly is a business, and it is not seen that anything thinks of the length and short price of life. The length of life, the weight of people, the neighborhood old Tang tou every time he sees me to say hello, I will praise him "your old spirit head is really enough." Joy is great, and the mouth cannot speak. There are more than eighty men and women, and they cannot afford to support them, and they value their lives, and they know that they are enough. And the servant thinks that life is meaningless, and there is no amount of gold.
I was born one day and nearly died, and I cherished my life and added glory to the world.
The god of death has counted, and every time it is eclipsed, Yu can sit and write it.
There is not much left on the table calendar, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, one year old time, do not feel that there is no half. Thinking about it carefully, there is no reason for the fact that it is rooted in the mind, that is, there are one or two capable reporters, but they are rare, and the results are difficult to explain, as if everything is clouded. When he was born, he ignored what Ru remembered, and finally returned to the front. Don't ask what to say, you have to be one year old.
But thirty years ago, because of her work, Yu Zhishu paper typesetting female workers. Chinese New Year's Eve Xu, how many mothers, days and lead inks are like newspaper water. During the Spring Festival, several new cotton jackets, big red jackets, embroidered gold silk threads, very eye-catching, the style of fire is like fire.
Non-aestheticists also. Faith and beauty come from the heart of the people, beauty is born in people's will, hugh is in appearance, and the beauty of the world is invincible.
Its schedule is also tired, its eyes are tired, it refers to tiredness, and its tibia is tired. Hold to pick each lead word and adjust a layout. When he went to work, it was already tomorrow morning, and the whole coal city was asleep, but the orange street lights were sent back to his home. When the sun rises, when the miner reads the newspaper, or knows how many nights to sleep, knows the hardships paid. The page is printed with the name of the editor-in-chief, and the woman of the edition does not know. Behind the scenes heroes.
This is also, the ordinary female worker also. A lead word, a newspaper edition, a major national policy, a new wind in the world, a spectacle and a strange thing. They are all left with tempting spiritual food, so that every reader feels warm, increases knowledge, and is influenced by beauty.
This is why the engraving of the exhibition of light typesetting also. The same red cotton jacket burns its fiery heat, and the jeans outline the women's style. Think of beauty and seek beauty, love beauty, but when the spring is less?
She is a manly typesetting female worker. Drink a drink, make rough jokes, and confide in the happiness in your heart. Dance generously for a few turns, and the cloud has to be the general. The service is colorful and has a taste.
And many are not satisfactory, regardless of how tired the work, how late to return home, or rent a cold house, the road to the husband's morning food is far away, there are young children and nursing. Do not give up the desire for life, do not give up the beauty of the desire. The song of his Jurlian drama "Longing" says: "Shu Ji is still there, and tomorrow it will be returned." With sincerity love things, love students and love teachers, friends love long. Nature loves it.
Knowing the birth once, pain and joy, plain splendor, sorrow, the beauty of people. Fate is beautiful, and beauty is like the gap of the white colt, because it sometimes leaks its beauty, in order to be born beautiful.
Yu Nian opened the yu tan bowl flower at night, and the protagonist of "Ephemeral Flower" was also.
I can watch the ephemeral flowers and thank you for insomnia. The ephemeral flowers gradually bloom, late and resume, and about two small ones wither to dry. Only four hours of flower age you tan bowl flower, full of confidence, gorgeous and colorful. Like the lotus of the "beauty under the moon" Xi!
According to legend, the flower god Youtan Bowl Flower, on the day of love, watered the grass less. The emperor was very angry, and punished the flower god for a long time, so that the queen gave birth to a family and gave him the name Vedic. Do not forget Wei Tuo, know that every year when the spring sunset goes west, Wei Fo goes down the mountain sencha. Therefore, when the flower god is placed in it, may Vedic know it. However, thousands of years have passed, and Vedic has come down the mountain every year, and the ephemeral flowers have bloomed silently, and finally they will not remember it. The flower god is unrepentant, momentarily beautiful, and eternal for a while.
Tao Yuanmingyun: A lifetime of recovery is a few, like a flow of electricity. Fate is like ephemeral, temporarily and colorful.
If you can get up early, Naiyi Street Park, gathering 100 men and women. Stretch out your arms and throw your feet to relieve your muscles and activate your blood. The time is unknown, and the stars are lords. Although the night wind and frost are heavy, it is difficult to dispel its excitement. Or when he is old and weak, and his life is not long, he can be sure, and he feels that he is young and long, and his body is full of vitality.
Not nonsense and self-deception, things are not constant, but God can exist. The old man is born with feelings and rejuvenates with love for business. Yu knows a few of his people, tastes the goodness of the coal mine, and leaves more people to stay hot, today's one trick and one style of puppetry, why is there a difference between them?
For half a glass of water, the mourner laments his death, while the musician celebrates his existence. The sense of life is so, the sadists sigh and die, and the Lotte senders always think about tomorrow. I can't be a self-evidentist, feeling both that there was nothing to do in the past, and that there will be action in the future. The thinning and falling of the subject's observation desk calendar, and the wideness of the street heart, the birth of the sense of the spirit, the formation of a thought, the love of life immortal. This makes often think about the passage "Love of Life", and the novel does not bow to the fate of the person xiangye.
Life is like a dream, turning the eye to a hundred years. Yu tasted and read Freud's "Interpretation of Dreams", within a few days, only more than ten times, far from the novel, it is not easy to achieve, I still do not know what a dream is, and I cannot distinguish the true meaning of "life is like a dream". Life is like a dream? Once the desire is justified, after years, what is its legacy? If you are in the clouds, think carefully about the non-long dream and do not wake up.
When I was a teenager, I asked, "What is New Year's Day?" I know "the first day of the new year." ”
This answer is given to my mother. When I asked my mother, although I was confused, I remembered it: "The first day of the new year." Or the grandmother also told the mother, the daughter was puzzled, and said: "Tomorrow when the call is zhengdanye?" Cover the old ancestral law also. One day in the future, I am afraid that I will also say it.
It is advisable to know that there is no beginning and no end, only one day, and new year's Day, all of which are said to be the law of man, until people are born and lose their years, in order to give birth to seeds. Time has no beginning and no end, life is infinite, and things are not destroyed! People feel the difference in life, so the sadness of the human world is also, and the son knows what?