Text 丨Huang Lan
Anchor 丨 bamboo
Time flies, time flies, happiness is content, warmth is touched, pain is too mature, happiness is grateful.
Life is too short, too short to look up to this beautiful world, too late to chase back the lost love, too late to have a good reunion with relatives and children, and it seems to grow old in an instant.
But the heart will never accept defeat, do not accept such an ordinary old age, hope to stay in the age of prosperity every year, physical and mental energy does not decrease that year, the spirit is vibrant, full of vitality, work will never be tired.
But the years are unforgiving after all, and after the spring flowers bloom, it will soon be the autumn of withering. After the passionate summer, it will soon be winter. The years bring the beauty of the blossoms, and bring the sadness of withering, and after giving you warmth, they bring the cold of frost, snow and rain.
Fish and bear paws can not be both, everything is not satisfactory, people will never be perfect, only perfect, the month has profits and losses, people have gains and losses, this is the life we have to face.
Yesterday, we were still young and vigorous, and in the blink of an eye, we have become a sign of wisdom, calmness, maturity, and what will become in the future, and this answer is left to time to witness!
Life is a lifetime, grass and trees are autumn, walking and walking, flowers blooming, laughing and laughing, growing up, suffering, mature, watching, getting old.
Every day the sun rises and sets, every day is so bright, last night's stars fell in the distant galaxy, tonight's moon is still bright and bright, it is only us, the sharp edges and corners are slowly grinded into rounded, become indisputable, wash away the lead.
How short a life is, how the years are not vicissitudes, changes, ups and downs, prosperity is just a flash, fame and fortune is just a moment.
Life should love to love, should let go of the hand, should cherish the cherish, the well-known writer Shen Congwen said, I have seen the clouds in many places, walked over the bridges in many places, drank wine in many places, but only loved a woman who was in a good year.
The life with the will is not broken, the life with regrets will pursue perfection, and failure makes people work hard to fight for it, not to reach the Great Wall is not a good man, not to the realm of the Yellow River heart is not dead!
Diligent can make up for clumsiness, naturally intelligent people are easy to satisfy, life always gives you first bitter and then sweet tempering, only to leave the best at the end, if you give up halfway, it can only come to this trip in vain.
Good flowers don't bloom often, good times don't always exist, life doesn't give you eternal youth, time doesn't give you eternal waiting, it will take you away from everything, change everything you have, dilute everything about you.
Years go by, how many people come and go in your life, from the initial clear appearance, gradually drifting away, slowly disappearing into the vast sea of people, the familiar becomes strange.
How many past events have slowly turned into a river of spring water flowing eastward, a curtain of dreams leaning on the lintel of time, stained with a finger of floral fragrance condensation, quietly wafting incense in the distant morning bell and twilight drums.
Cherish the people around you, the next life may not meet again, the fate of this life to grasp in this life, the love of this life, together with the white head to eternity!
The life that cannot be restarted is fair to everyone, everyone cannot get all, everyone's pursuit is different, the success is not the same, everyone's efforts are different, and the results obtained are different.
Perhaps in this life, we still have many regrets, we should do far more than what we do, we can do, but far less than we want to do.
Only cherish the present, and do and regret!
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Author: Huang Lan, who won the first prize of the Chinese and foreign poetry prose invitational competition. Willing to embrace the future with the dream of chasing the sun, may the fragrance of a flower soothe the desolation of the world!
Anchor: Zhu Zi, former zhejiang radio host announcer, currently engaged in online media recording dubbing, Hangzhou Women's Activity Center recitation teacher.
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