Where the heart is going, where God is going, the future can be expected
The author | Ruo Mei Blossom Wenyuan | Mulan Shuxiang
Edit: Ichimon Fangfei
Whether a person has a noble soul or only a lowly body depends on the heart.
Everything about people comes from the heart, the heart is splendid, there are flowers in all seasons, there are bees flying butterfly dance, there are blue skies and white clouds, there are grass warblers flying.
The heart is barren, the Gobi Desert is everywhere, and there is no grass. There was no sunlight, no breeze, even less air, only endless dead silence and darkness.
If your heart soars, you will grow the wings of an eagle and fly high in the sky, overlooking the sky, with sharp and clear eyes.
Decadent will, there is no goal, mixed with a day is a day, live like an ant, life and death do not have much meaning, let alone no one cares whether you are dead or alive.
To live, we must have the passion to rush out of the rivers and lakes, and we must also have the peace of returning to the sea. We must have dazzling brilliance on stage, and we must have ten years of tempering and patience offstage.
As the years go by inch, we are all on the way to the end of our lives, and the dreams of those young people are still glimmering in the depths of our hearts.
Half a life of chasing, half of a life of stubbornness, there is a persistence of not hitting the south wall and not turning back, and there is also a fragility that cannot afford to fall to the ground and wait for people to help. From youth to Huafa, fate is capricious, but he has never bowed to life and conceded defeat.
As Mao is not easy to sing: "An excellent person like me, who should have lived a splendid life, how come in the end of more than twenty years, he is still floating in the sea of people." A smart person like me has long said goodbye to innocence, how can I still use a love affair to change a wound..."
Floating and sinking in the sea of people, facing the morning sun and stepping on the moonlight. Have you also carried weights forward, and you have also been nostalgic for the bus platform at midnight, confused and do not know where to go back?
The days are their own lives, life is their own choice, and everyone has a beautiful yearning, but few people have always adhered to the original intention of the road.
I also had wishes: I wanted to work in a building with a sightseeing elevator, I wanted to sit in the office on the 23rd floor with floor-to-ceiling windows to drink tea slowly, work easily, I wanted to listen to the beautiful melody of the beautiful woman's slender and soft fingers in the tea bar, revel in it, and forget to go home.
I want to put on my sports suit every five in the morning, go out with casual shoes, jog and walk, and breathe in the fresh air.
I want to have my own time to read, write, and paint every morning and evening.
I want a home of my own, a place that doesn't need to be too big, as long as there is a kitchen and a bathroom, I can make delicious food in the kitchen and take a hot bath at any time.
Maybe you who see the text already have a lot but don't know or be satisfied, and I still take it as the ultimate goal of struggle.
The days go around, sometimes making me wonder about life, why someone as stubborn as me is still crawling in the deepest red dust. Sometimes I wonder if my fate is already predestined.
When the night comes, when the stars twinkle, I still sit on the side of the noisy street, looking at the night sky that shimmers with starlight, when the meteors pass, I close my eyes and make a wish, I work so hard, I will definitely get closer and closer to the life I want...
The heart must always have some expectations, in order to be full of spirits, no matter how much wind and frost there is in life, still firmly believe that everything will always be good.
The soul is a garden, and the optimistic and positive mentality is the colorful flowers in the garden, one flower after another, flowers falling and blossoming, repeated reincarnation, hope is indelible.
The heart is an oversized melting pot, throwing bad emotions into it and burning, forging a tenacious heart, as well as stable emotions and a broad mind, leaving light and heat.
Have a lamp in your heart, and the light will flicker to illuminate the path of your dreams. To live, there must always be something to look forward to, otherwise, there is no motivation to continue.
Everyone is trying to live, because there is some expectation, you see the blooming smile, but forget the injury of stumbling for life.
Life gives me arsenic, I return to the caramel of life. The days will always go on, tomorrow will come, with dreams and a heart that does not admit defeat, to face everything in life. Where the heart is going, where God is going, the future can be expected.
Life is a sea of seas, rising and falling. The sea has boats to cross, the mountains have a road to work, everyone has their own place of yearning, take their own road, find their own heart, like a sunflower, always look up in the direction of the sun, from then on the sun is bright, all the way to the birds and flowers, song and swallow dance.
I want to collect all the beauty of this life.
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