We all want to be noticed. We all want to be surrounded by flowers.
Most of the time, we are afraid of ridicule, afraid of our own incompetence. You don't like people who boast, and you don't like people who show off, because the more you show off, the more you need.
Since the pre-historic times, man has had an urge to satisfy his needs. Be it hunger, shelter or search for a mate, he has always manipulated the circumstances to the best of his advantages. Probably this might be the reason why we human are the most developed of all living species on the earth, and probably also in the universe. As we climbed the steps of evolution with giant leaps, we somehow left behind common sense and logical thinking — we forgot that we have stopped thinking ahead of times.
Years hastens the person is old, the flower opens once fragrant, the beauty often remembers, the ink shadow book feeling long. Spring and autumn, the journey, the most unforgettable is that you affectionate eyes, only because of fate, we meet in the world, know, cherish, love.
As cangyang jiatuo wrote in the poem: the tree loved on the bird, the bird loved on the tree, if love can be united, the kite to endure how?
The bottom is out. Through the unyielding spring, summer's inflation and turbidity, autumn water clear to see the bottom, fish in the water calendar. You stand at the water's edge and stare at the reflection in the water.
It's like you're back 20 years, you're back where you started. Riding your new bike, you came to the river border of your hometown and looked at the clear water. Before your eyes, you were walking and reciting on the river bank. He looks at you and says, I want to be like this, clean and dirty, clear and undivided.
Half a smoke time, the mischievous king in the family has gone to sleep peacefully. The weather of early autumn division is cold warm and changeful, I lean gently on the back of the chair that plank bed is hard, shake the small fan in the hand slowly, send the relaxed after beginning autumn to the son.
He looked at him as if he were sleeping, his eyes small, his eyebrows thick, VRF system design his mouth pursed and grunting, and he couldn't hear what he was saying.
People are like a piece of transparent glass between us. We think we can see clearly, but in fact we can only see appearances.
In the era of "fast food", it seems that reading books has become a luxury, especially those seemingly useless "idle books". People often discuss over and over again: what is the use of reading books?
"Come down to earth, and see the sun. Walk down the street with your sweetheart. The sun, the moon and the stars, the flowers and the trees, we come to the world this time, must be a happy person. Taking pleasure from small things, human beings are receiving the gift of nature every day. Sun, rain, mountain streams, water, trees, stars, everything has to do with us.
I was almost blindsided at that moment. I didn't know how I spent the first five minutes of the lecture until I walked off the stage and realized it was all over.
Summer night, the wind downy, pre-pubescent singing, sweet romance, sending out the hint of tenderness, like girl drunk lightly smile, played the oneness of heaven and earth, gently beautiful beautiful, sweet. Home of the floret garden, the moon season such as fire, charming magnificent; Peony like snow, crystal clear. The night wind blows gently, the flower shadow is gorgeous, the flower is fragrant. Suddenly, the memory of the unforgettable summer memories. The woman who had been close to each other, loved each other, loved each other, loved each other, loved each other, loved each other, loved each other, loved each other, loved each other, and loved each other.
At one time, I liked the millions of new things in the world, and found that exploration is a wonderful thing, which can satisfy both my curiosity and the freshness of a moment.
Acted very lazy, I always haven't wait until that age, but always with some incredible idea, every day looking forward to grow up, grew up he can earn money, don't have to go to school, no endorsement, you can buy a lot of you like to eat snacks, a lot of you like to play with toys to places they want to go to, in general nobody tube.
Many people question the friendship of the opposite sex because it is difficult to grasp, elusive, and unattainable. The highest level of opposite-sex friendships: stand in the distance and admire each other.
In fact, the friendship between men and women is a kind of noble emotion, which is between love and friendship.
The Spring Festival gala has become an indispensable part of the New Year.
As a child, the teacher taught a song called "August osmanthus flowers everywhere", and the osmanthus flowers bloom in autumn. Later, from the story of the old man, I heard that the moon had a laurel tree, accompanied by the lonely fairy chang 'e, who knew that the laurel tree was very precious, only in the sky, not in the world. Since then, I have remembered that there is a kind of flower called osmanthus. Only the tube grew up in the countryside, but I have never seen it, and the smell of osmanthus is really "ignorant"! However, I left the word osmanthus in my heart.
Later, entered the city, the plane tree, the camphor tree saw a lot of, still have not seen the osmanthus tree. Now, my hometown in yueyang, hunan province, also has osmanthus trees, not too many, no rows wine wset, only a few dozen of them dotted among other miscellaneous trees . I see them in green every day in and out of the building. She occupies very little land, little jiao, far from me tall! Huang always told me that it is called the four seasons, it can open four times a year, the flowers are not much, the flower period is short. Every flowering season, I walked away from her, be sure to stop and see she opened a small milk white flowers, smell the light fragrance of flowers and wine, touching her delicate leaves, feel soft, slippery, really cool. The leaves are evergreen, even in the winter months, but they are also bright green. Although she is small and small, the flowers are very beautiful. My feelings are always young and full of vitality, symbolizing life and hope, and she adds color and taste to our life. I often think that the gift of nature really comes from all aspects! As long as you pay attention, it's everywhere. Isn't it?
October 12 past, that love my life, the kind of back shadow also disappeared. I hate to hate the earth, why the world has to live and die. In my father's memorial day, I do not have the poet's sentimental, no painter's crazy thoughts, I only miss, only grief.
Open the floodgates of memory, countless memories of the past. The most unforgettable is the wonderful time with my father when I was a child.
My happy childhood has begun since my father transferred to the workers' club. It was from then on that we met the brave walter, the strong Paul kochkin... The workers' club, the cinema,MD Senses carries the joy of my childhood.
On teacher's day, students send me a bunch of flowers, pink flowers, green leaves, flowers blooming, it seems that the blooming flower life of beauty.
Time is the most responsible master of the record, always not eager to slow down every minute of life. Day by day, month by month, 365 days a year, unconsciously slip between the fingers. Standing at the end of the end of the year's end of the node, the heart will not consciously fill the infinite emotion and melancholy rental serviced apartment.
Looking back, those good times, still smell fragrant, shallow hidden in the time of the corridor; Those painful memories, long after a drop of tears, wind in the boundless sky. Numerous setbacks and trials have turned into the motivation of life to make progress more firmly. Countless times struggle and loss, become the life experience, let the heart more tend to enron and peace.
The years are sometimes very lively, and sometimes very light, slowly used to be in the busy place indifferent, in the quiet place to raise the heart.
On the journey of life, some dreams are made to wake up; Some people walk away as they walk. Some affection, the watch is weak, there are always some separation clutch can't or so, there will always be high and low floating barriers, who is not smiling with tears, trials and hardships, along the way pick up, discard all the way?
