Over time, those young loves will be excited because he feels warm around. The smell of camphor trees, those late-night confidences. I always thought two people would grow old together. It was not until dusk that we helped each other to walk together. Commitment becomes unrecognizable at the other end of life. Living independently, the attitude towards many things becomes indifferent.
I will not accept the warmth of others for a long time. A friend called and said she was four months pregnant. The father of the child is a married father. They also have a lovely daughter. A man's bottom line has been broken by his wife. Go home. Silence is always waiting for your inner voice. It's just that the pain of suffocation spreads a little bit in the body. Women's fiery feelings become cold in their hearts.
She wants to go to a distant place and choose the birth of the child. Forget those things and decide to leave for a few years completely. It's just that when a child is born, he needs someone around. She is a person who has no complaints. Always believe that love is worthwhile. Falling in love, which has no beginning or end, is lonely in itself.
Feelings, many people have been addicted to them. Struggle, sadness, despair. How impermanent love is. I just have to face the hardships of life and the magnificence of life. Being silent in my heart has become a habit of parting. On sleepless nights, try to recode reading. Drinking water, my heart has been vaguely contradictory.
Some beautiful souls are lonely and have been reading your words. Cool thin's past, painful memories. Tears wet my cheeks. Vicissitudes and painful words can be felt by people who can read them. My heart is full of desperate imagination, constantly updating pure words. Can feel the complexity of the text.
I feel my presence among strangers. Words can make us happy when life disappoints us. At least, knowing is gratitude.
Too deep feelings make people choose to escape. Need a firm commitment. Began to understand the departure of men. Respect every choice, and life goes on. Empty it or pay for it. Some things are irreplaceable.
My friend went to the seaside, thinking that in the crowded season. Several people go to see the sea together, but she likes to see the calm sea in this season. Walking by the sea, listening to the sound of sea breeze blowing through my ears and the sound of waves hitting rocks, I feel calm.
When I bought her a trench coat at the store. An ordinary face and a pair of silent eyes. There is an undercurrent of the soul. At this moment, my heart seems to collapse one by one. See pain in the cracks.
When we parted at the airport, we hugged each other and felt the warmth of our friends' tears. An insecure person silently hopes that his beloved will appear again. Unable to forgive and forget.
The tears and pains we give each other will fade away and float away like the wind. She insisted on leaving and did not regret her decision. In the face of time, we are all too old to recover.
Despair and hope coexist, and it is agreed that the child will be born and he will accompany her. I believe that children will grow up healthily. I believe all the dark clouds have been dispersed. There is no choice but to wait.
The legend of flowers on the other side, a long time ago, the other side of the Santu River in hades was full of large flowers. Its floral fragrance has a magic power. It can remind people of their past lives. On the other side, there are two fairies guarding the flowers, one is Manzhu, the flower demon, and the other is Shahua, the leaf demon.
The flowers and leaves on the other side have the same root, but they never meet.
The flower demon and the leaf demon have guarded the flowers on the other side for thousands of years, but they have never met, because there are no leaves in full bloom, and the leaves only appear in the flower pavilion.
Flower demon and leaf demon miss each other madly and are tortured by pain. One July, Manzhu Shahua secretly violated God's regulations and met. In July of that year, the flowers on the other side were big and bright red as blood …
God blamed, turned Manzhu into reincarnation, was cursed forever, suffered from human beings from generation to generation, and could not meet each other. From then on, the flowers on the other side, also called manzhushahua, are flowers in the sky …
And the only flower that blooms on the ecliptic …
Every time Manzhu and Shahua are reincarnated at a dead end, they can think of their previous lives when they smell the flowers on the other side, and then swear never to be separated, but they will fall into a cursed cycle next time. ...
On the other side of Bloom, the prison leading to the underworld …
The only way to break the curse is to find the real Manzhu Shahua, which is formed by the tears of two people, and Manzhu Shahua needs all the blood of one of them to be dyed red. ...
In the end, Manzhu and Shahua can't be together in this life ... Sometimes, you can see the flowers blooming on the other side, and the bright red flowers are just like the palms that only pray for heaven, so pious, warm and desperate happiness. This fire-like flower is full of sadness, but it is burning with' loyalty' of love ...
Time thief tomorrow is the last day of 20 13. 20 13 has experienced a lot. I look forward to the first half of the year and miss it in the second half. I still remember being curious about the university when I was in the third year of high school. I always felt that the university was a paradise, with no homework and only one or two classes a day. When I arrived at the university, I found the gap between my dream and reality.
This year, I will leave. Time, a thief, silently took away a lot of dreams, beautiful expectations, and many people who thought they would treat each other sincerely forever. I have to admit, I am a bit fickle, I don't take the initiative to contact others, and I won't say my thoughts on the message board. Yes, I am. In fact, I think close friends, no matter how far apart or how long they don't contact, will meet like chatting and eating together yesterday, without a sense of distance. However, for those who are not so good, I don't need to approach and please them deliberately, so why do things that go against my own ideas? In this way, many people go farther and farther and fade out of my life. I have to accept that I'm really not good at retaining. Even if you stay, what you leave is just a mess, and you can't go back. For the people I lost, I can only say goodbye in the last 20 hours, but I really can't see them again. Please forgive me, I am such a fickle person.
This year, I also gained a lot. Those who are willing to accompany me even if I am isolated from the world, those who come into my life and live in my heart, warm my heart when the weather is getting colder and colder. I won't say thank you to these people, because I just won't say thank you to people I care about. It's hard for me not to be moved. Someone is willing to accompany me, even if I really can't express it, even if I have many shortcomings. It's hard for me not to be moved. In such a strange life, someone appeared and was willing to accompany me. It's hard for me not to be moved. Someone saw the most embarrassing me and encouraged me to be strong.
20 13, I don't have too many regrets, to be exact, I am very grateful. It took away something that didn't belong to me, and it brought me something that I should cherish. It is like a screening machine. It can go, stay and come. I gladly accept it. I will cherish those who decide to stay with me. Cherish it. Goodbye, 20 13, goodbye, goodbye to those happy or sad moments, such a 20 13 mixed with tears and laughter. Hello, 20 14, I believe I will be happy on 20 14.
I don't know whether I should love or not, thinking that time will slowly blow away. But your sudden appearance made my dull heart ripple again.
I have tried you many times, always hoping to read your mind. But you always hide your smile and keep my thoughts wrapped in fog.
I want to express my love, but there is always not enough time. When I got up the courage, you had already cancelled. I called you, but you hung up.
I don't understand your heart. If you don't love me, what are you talking about? Three years in high school, I suppressed my emotions and saw you choose to escape. Because I don't want you to be distracted by me, I hope you can get into a good university and have a better future! When I went to college, I went my separate ways, thinking that there would be no intersection.
Your appearance broke my peace!
I don't know whether to love because of your appearance!
Spring knocks on the door of happiness, like a group of graceful masked girls who want to hide and show, vaguely revealing her endless charm. Outside the window, the morning light gradually emerged, and that touch of red was also spreading quietly. People in the sun, frowning slightly, with a layer of gold on their faces, hurried and enjoyed all the way, smelling the warmth and shyness of girls in spring with the freshness of early spring.
These days, I am far away from the exuberance that spring is quietly budding, away from the hidden and obvious noise in the street, and often live quietly in my study alone, with the support of one leg to let the days flow by.
I have never been so idle, watching a series from beginning to end. Maybe his leg is broken and he has nowhere to go? May be tempted by "happiness" in "Knocking on Happiness"? Or, is there some kind of happiness floating in the bones?
I like Jiang, but I don't like her performance of Jiang Lu. On TV, women dare to love and hate, which is a question of right and wrong. Black is black, white is white, and the edges and corners are so distinct; Emotional things, stems are not stems, leaves are not leaves, and branches and vines are entangled. After watching 36 episodes, I didn't see any happiness.
What happened to that Song Yusheng? Handsome? Insufficient. Responsibility? It's nothing. Only avoidance in the cracks and unprincipled filial piety. When his woman was dragged back into deep humiliation and pain by an anonymous letter, he was alone in repressed resentment and grand selfishness; When this middle-aged woman who is as thin as cicada's wings is ready to abort her little life with hope, Song Yusheng, as her husband, still lets herself fall into the escape of losing her mind.
Is he really worth Jiang Lu's efforts?
I have a feeling that if I had to choose my lover, I would definitely choose Wang Yidi. That Jiang Pei is a woman who has been soft and immersed in happiness without knocking at the door. In authentic Shanghainese, don't be too happy!
You are a river under my feet/How much bitterness you have washed away/You are a song on my lips/You sang all kinds of joys and sorrows/You are a dream on my pillow/When I wake up, the sky will light up/You are a lamp in my life/Illuminate all the lost corners/You are in love/Watering me with love/Happiness is through wind, frost, rain and snow/Harvest sunshine again/You have paid love/love.
However, the song at the end of the film tells the love that Jiang Lu has been looking for, and it also makes people drown in the plot again to explore and understand. what is love ?
I believe in fate and enjoy it. I am naturally happy, so I can't see my bitter fate of being immersed in tears day and night. If that tear is an eternal melody on the heartstrings of love, I am convinced that he and she who caress the piano will be submerged one day.
I am willing to listen to the promise and feel the promise. Love is a gust of wind, full of prosperity, vanity and heartbreak. Why does love stay? Only inner romance is the ornament of life, and irreversible time is the inscription of commitment.
This also reminds me of the first bouquet of flowers I received from my husband on my 30th wedding anniversary. At that time, I held it with my legs, and it bloomed brilliantly. The color of happiness drifted gently from my heart and directly reflected in my brow.
Zhou said: There is no predestined love in the world. All love is accidental. The magic of a beautiful love is that the most accidental meeting evokes the deepest sense of fate and * * *.
I said: it is a lifetime fate, and it is a feeling of * * *.
In my opinion, this drama can be renamed "Knocking on the Door of Happiness", which is kind, diligent and persistent in love.
Correct understanding of one's own ability Everyone's ability is different, no matter how big or small, we should correctly understand our own situation, so as to give full play to our strengths and achieve satisfactory results.
As the saying goes, it is a mule or a horse that comes out for a walk. What you are, you should test it in practice. Only through practice can you correctly understand your own abilities. If you start a big business, you don't have any market experience and proper interpersonal relationships. Obviously, you are doing something you can't do. As a result, you may fail. Another example is that I am the boss of a big enterprise and I am asked to do small business. Of course, I am overqualified. If it is a swift horse, it should be used in the position of a swift horse. If it is not used in place, it will waste talents. Therefore, we should have a preliminary understanding and self-measurement in the experimental stage to avoid wasting time, manpower and financial resources.
After knowing your own abilities, you should give full play to your own abilities. Facing the reality of competition everywhere, I dare to throw myself into the torrent and participate in the battle. We should be sure of winning, establish firm confidence and determination and strive for every success. However, winning or losing is the common sense of military strategists. If you try and fail, don't be discouraged. Try hard, keep trying, and try again to succeed. For example, many entrepreneurs, military strategists and politicians have experienced failures, but they have not been defeated by failures, but have continued to work hard and finally won brilliant victories.
When you move forward, life is sometimes brilliant, and when you step back, life is sometimes miserable. The key is to have the courage to fight after knowing your own abilities. Success = ability+opportunity+effort.
Graduates from famous universities in China are proficient in four languages, young and healthy, and have a good image. He is not only willing to work hard, but also willing to serve Ya Dun Company in the United States. He is a completely trustworthy outstanding talent from ancient oriental civilization. He knows himself and is full of confidence in himself. 1In the summer of 995, at the age of 25, he crossed the ocean from Beijing and came to new york to look for opportunities.
I usually like to be casual, and I like to talk about Kan Kan in public. I am a communication star who feels good about myself. His English is very good, and he has plans to attend an interview.
On the day of the interview, he went in a pair of shorts and Nike sneakers. He hasn't done any research on the employment style of Jacques Company, but he thinks that as a cosmetics company, besides being elegant and dignified and leading the world trend, there should also be a relaxed and easy-going atmosphere, and people like him are definitely needed. He made a big mistake. The interviewee is a woman named Murphy. She asked him, "What do you think is the value of work?" He replied easily: "Work is to realize his own life value." There are British, Japanese, Singaporeans and Canadians attending the interview. Some of them were surprised at his clothes. A man said to him, "Is there a masquerade party here?" This in itself is a satire on his dress.
Ms Murphy looked at him and said, "No, sir, your interview is over. It's a pity that you failed. "
Ms Murphy made him understand that opportunity chose him, not him. When he treats opportunity casually, it punishes him mercilessly.
Why does "love" tell everyone that I am very happy when things are obviously sad?
I really want to cry, but I tell you: I'm fine.
Obviously, my heart is very tired, but I tell you: I just need a rest.
Maybe I am in everyone's impression: very strong, very persistent and very happy.
But such happiness, such strength: I have an invisible pressure.
This makes me feel more and more tired and bitter.
That feeling: I can't express it, but at the moment, my heart hurts.
Slowly began to hate me, feeling so hypocritical.
I feel that even if I lie to people all over the world, I can't lie to myself.
Slowly, I don't know what love is.
As long as you really love each other, you can really be together.
You can pursue your own love regardless of the blessings of your family and friends.
Sorry, I can't do this kind of love.
Even if I can be a disgrace to the whole world, I will never let my family worry about me.
Because they brought me into this world.
With the passage of time, I discovered the preciousness of family ties.
Whenever and wherever: they will leave us the best things.
I will always care about you and greet you.
No matter how noisy and controversial that greeting is.
No one will argue with anyone, and when you say hello again, your feelings will multiply.
Only then did I know that I had been living a heartless life.
The best friend hurts the more.
Because I care, because I treat each other sincerely.
Maybe I really should pay attention to my words.
Over the years, we have really grown up.
It is no longer a childhood, and it is no longer arbitrary.
Adult, the in the mind also have to start to mature?
The more you grow up, the more lonely you are, and the more you grow up, the more troubled you are.
I really want to have a paradise.