Review the behavior of the past ten months and reflect on the time of the past ten months.

Reality is still that reality, life is still that life, life is still that life, but I am not that me.

Experience determines whether my world changes, process determines whether my world changes, emotion determines whether my direction changes, and mind determines whether my scenery produces art.

In the past eight months, we have entered a new situation, spent August and made new discoveries. July is like yesterday, and August is like tomorrow.

In August, I wrote down spring, summer and autumn. In August, I wrote a time knife.

The first day of August:

The same work as yesterday, but not yesterday's heart. Same as yesterday's plan, but different from yesterday's rhythm. Yesterday was the same election, but not yesterday's decision.

Today, I saw the reality at first sight, the life at second sight, the world at third sight, the content at fourth sight, and the blue sky overhead at fifth sight.

The sixth eye comes to the night sky, the seventh eye opens the imagination, the eighth eye lights up the stars, the ninth eye removes the rouge from the fireworks, and the tenth eye closes the colorful shuttle. See you tomorrow.

The second day of August:

Work is the meaning of having to catch up, life is the existence that has to be paid, life is the butterfly that has to turn pages, reality is the train that has to step into, ideal is the pastoral that has to be cultivated, ego is the galaxy that has to be excavated, and the world has to be moved.

Today is not yesterday, and tomorrow is still locked in today.

On the third day of August:

The work locks the field of vision and the road is particularly curved. Life has locked its eyes, and the direction is different from that of bloom. Life has been locked in a high place, and the stairs are particularly happy. Reality has locked the landscape, and the palm of your hand has gone to a unique management. The world is locked up, and the mind has played a different world.

Today is like yesterday, like rain, like wind, locked for a long time and charming.

The fourth day of August:

As early as spring in golden eye, I will go to work, and in late autumn evening, I will make fireworks. How to spend the middle process has become a prosperous time.

The important thing is how to work smoothly in life, and the ups and downs are how to move towards a nine-to-five world, step into reality, step into mastery, and step into a beloved route.

Today has become a rational network, and today has become a perceptual network. Not to mention yesterday, today has been decorated, not to mention tomorrow, today is the crown of tomorrow.

The fifth day of August:

When the kite flew into the sky, I reached the world of my mind. When the kite landed, I took back my realistic running. When eyebrows and eyes are intertwined with art, I show my emotional development. When giving has a sweet spring, I spread the iron core of gold.

Work or live, live or the world, or meet or meet.

Today, the wind blows black and white, and today, there are two sleeves of epiphany.

On the sixth day of August:

Unload the tide of work, unload the needle tip of reality, unload the threshold of life, unload the unyielding spirit of life, unload the distance and proximity of the world, and unload the busyness of self.

A cup of tea, a glass of wine, all five flavors, and leisure, absolutely destroyed the soul. A boat and an oar drew clouds.

Today is the most beautiful work, and today is the best work of art.

On the seventh day of August:

Lazy in the realistic hometown, diligent in the ideal Wang Yang. Lazy in life, diligent in weaving the land of the world. Lazy on the road of life, Qin manages the kingdom of the soul. Lazy in the territory of time, diligent in returning to the universe of space.

For the time being, the reality of the inseparable hand is that the spring and autumn building has become the knowledge wandering on the eaves in summer, and the work of the inseparable hand is that the spring and autumn building has become the concrete cognition in the summer building.

Today passes too fast, and tomorrow will be slow.

August goes round and round, and August ends its journey. August repeats day after day, and August repeats the daily routine of August.

It's exactly the same before August, and it can be expected after August.

Change is always considered as growth, and growth always changes all states.

What happened on 20 19, what happened on 20 19, what happened on 20 19, what happened in the past on 20 19, and what happened on 20 19 is still tomorrow.

In the daily life of 365,438+0 days in August, if what will happen in the future is described in detail, a person's psychological fluctuations are described in detail, and a person's internal and external reactions are clarified.

I will always be the original owner of the story, the subject and guest of time, a realistic person and an ideal heart.

I can always understand what is lost and what is gone. I can always turn my world around. I can always turn my life upside down, just like me, but opposite to me.

I always bring my own complementary time and years, and I always have my own charm.

Every week is different.

A short distance has created the soul art of youth.

Every week has been honed by the time world, shaping the emotional spirit to take off. (Editor in charge: Deputy Editor-in-Chief)