#Su Yiming Match Referee Admits Mismatch #Wen | Maple Leaf Heart On the Road I sat in a corner of the ancient city and listened to pieces of green bricks and gray tiles telling old memories. The times have changed their makeup, and the old shirts are colder than the wall

#Su Yiming Match Referee Chief Admits Scoring Error #Wen | Maple Leaf Heart on the Road

I sat in a corner of the ancient city and listened to the pieces of green bricks and gray tiles telling the memories of the old days. The times have changed their makeup, the old shirts are cold on the wall, the vicissitudes of the world, those who turn in the monsoon rain and plantains, have long become the memories of the three thousand red dust feelings, I am afraid that I can only find comfort in the text. Time is like a vine in the corner of the wall, growing a faint joy and sorrow...

In the depths of my soul, there is a turquoise lake, and in the hustle and bustle, a small ripple ripples open up, gently stirring me. This is like a song of life path, free will belong to you and my happiness. A pink moon protruded from the large gap in the garden and opened freely. The flowers have no desires or thoughts, and they bloom every year.

Although we can't change our lives, we can change our outlook on life. While we can't change the environment, we can change the state of mind. Standing at the beginning of the new year, I can't help but feel ripples of hope and expectation in my heart.

Life, mud and sand, flowers and thorns coexist. Everyone's life journey is not always smooth, smooth, full of ups and downs and hardships. When the relentless night envelops your life, friend, please do not be afraid, as long as the heart is on the road, it will eventually usher in the dawn.

Long life, experience wind and rain, difficult to survive the long night, creeping along, do not complain about the desolate cold silence of the night, the road is uneven, to strive to be their own lantern man. Illuminate the road beneath your feet and light up hope in your eyes. When we measure the length of the night with our feet and cross the darkness of the night with our hearts, even if the night is long, the dawn will always appear ahead.

Life, always moving forward to tomorrow, will be sad and forgotten, the beauty in the heart, light is good. There is still a long way to go, and there are still many people worth cherishing. No longer think about the impermanence of the world, no longer ask how many days and days there are, just follow the lush green, see the thin water flowing. 

Although human life is small and short, it is like a clear window, illuminating the big world through the eyes of one's own small heart. A clear window can see the spring flowers, drift into the summer fireflies, hear the sound of autumn, invade the winter cold. The heart is as clear as a clear window, and love is as brilliant as a summer flower. Flowers can only emit fragrance if they bloom hard. Find yourself a clear sky, forget all sorrows and pains, and enjoy the warm blossoms of spring.

Time, return to tranquility, abandon noise, live in a poem, bathe in the beauty given by the Tang wind and Song rain. There is a clear spring in my heart, and there is also a flower in bloom. A meter of sunlight sprinkles on the green potted flowers, and the bodhi that grows along the greenery quietly experiences the wind and rain in life. In my obsession, there is also an unfinished story, and that story has my support and expectations. 

In the wind and dust of the years, I still have a clear dream, with the posture of the wind, and with the gentleness of the lotus, I hope that the years will be quiet. I have always believed that when there is a longing day, time will no longer be lonely. Although the world is vicissitudes and changes, I am still willing to believe that a good life lies in having a good mood. As long as the love is there and the dream is there, the years will not grow old.

Even if there are thorns under our feet, even if the wilderness is miserable and cold, and there are stars in the sky, flashing the hope in our hearts, guiding the way forward, and accompanying us forward. The stars shine brightly, soothe the pain in your heart, dry your tears, bloom like a flower in the night, and then move on.

As long as the heart is on the road, the dream will set sail; as long as the heart is on the road, it is not afraid of the wind. There is no night in this world that does not usher in the dawn. Darkness exercises our guts, mud tempers our will, and cold winds bring us sobriety. The buds of success were soaked with the tears of struggle and sprinkled with the blood rain of sacrifice. The road of life, not afraid to stumble, not afraid of encountering wind and high road dangers, only afraid of being scared to the foot. Suffering is not a bad thing, how can you see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain, and where is the plum blossom fragrance without experiencing bitter cold?

"There is a glimmer of light on the distant horizon, quietly accumulating strength." Some people are afraid of the long wind and choose to give up; some people are afraid of loneliness and choose to leave. A gravel, it is precisely because of the persistence of the mussel that it has become a pearl of incomparable luster; the persistence of countless water droplets has pierced through the stone; and the dream, it is precisely because of the persistence of a heart that it will penetrate the darkness and embrace the first wind of the morning and the rise of the first dawn.

In this life, people cannot be light and cloudy, the sun is shining, when the darkest moment of life comes, as if walking in a dark and heavy night, there is no end to sadness. At this time, only by strengthening the faith in our hearts can we bravely fight in the storm of life, can we drive away the panic in our hearts, support us not to fall, and step by step out of the haze, out of the darkness, towards a better tomorrow.

"When it gets dark, you will encounter a great difficulty that cannot be stopped, and you must admit your fate." Confessing one's life is not giving up, but gritting one's teeth and standing up until dawn. The dawn is to give you hope, you hurry up and go forward, how much energy to go forward, God will help you... (Ni Ping)

In a cut of tranquility, listening to an old song, immersed in the gentle melody, I seem to smell the mellow smell of the past. Slowly understand that all the roads traveled are the reasons that life gives us to grow, and life needs to be experienced to reach the peak.

Come to think of it, all the flowers in the world belong to nature, and only one flower of the soul belongs to ourselves. The world is filled with warm warmth because of flowers, and green makes life more exciting. After walking through the smoke and rain of Pinghu Lake, the mountains and rivers of the years, I always believe that no matter what kind of wind and rain I have experienced, I will always find my own piece of grassland. Your warm heart is always a hut full of green vines, where you hide your loved ones and the beauty that life gives.

On the road, the heart will not indulge in sadness, and it will not be lost in the night. Through the boundless darkness, rush to the feast of dawn. Every step of the foot sounded like a song, and every deep foot socket was soaked with power. Nothing can trap the footsteps, break through all obstacles, and finally usher in the dawn of hope!