[Today, he walked alone, and he flew away with a butterfly]
"Like a caterpillar, born in the weeds,
Regardless of the beauty of spring flowers, nor does it matter whether butterflies fly by,
Just simply grazing,
Eat a little grass a day, eat a little dew a day;
Some wind blows in the morning, some rain in the afternoon;
Sometimes there is lightning, sometimes there is a rainbow;
Or pecked at birds, or fed mantises;
Life is just going forward, not saying it to others.
Only in the most humble place of the heart,
Light a lamp at all times, and write two lines on the lamp:
Today, walking alone, he flew away with a butterfly. ”
——Lin Qingxuan, "Living Like An Insect"
The ups and downs of growth, do not have to say and listen to others,
In the lone walk, he is silent and silent, and the heavens and the earth know.
(Sit and watch the clouds rise, life situation, thank you for paying attention to mutual assistance)
#Headline Creation Challenge#
#Media People Weekly # #夏日生活打卡季 #
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