Pain

Pain, pain, pain! This kind of feeling is not the first time. It is just like acupuncture, and sometimes it is like knife, axe and saw. I know that this is the mark left by life and another form of experiencing life. I don’t know I am should appreciate life or hate life? As long as I feel painful, I will have a strange feeling: am I going to die? Although I don’t know exactly where the value of living is and what people live for, I still don’t want to die and want to live. Because, I know that life is not my own. People live with care and responsibility. I am not living for me alone. I still clearly remember the helpless and painful moments one by one, the suffering years, day by day, minute by minute, second by second. At that time, my body and mind were attacked by ruthless storms. At that time, I often felt cold, even in the hot summer. At that time, I often heard my heartbreaking voice, heartbreaking to despair and helplessness. Family affection and morality are like two swords hanging on my head all the time. I can’t surpass myself or the bottom line of being a human being to shout loudly. I am like a struggling fish, and I can’t walk out of the heart net that I weave for myself. Relatives, do you know what kind of blow I was suffering at that time? Relatives, do you know that my heart has been scarred? Relatives, do you know my desperate mood of losing confidence in life? Relatives, how do you know the sad feeling that my life is worse than death? However, the storm did not stop! Even as for growing! Do you laugh at others with sarcasm? Are you proud of hitting others and making her feel painful? However, how can I see that you smile at others? I asked very little, just a little bit, a little bit of warmth and love in the world, that’s enough. I remembered a fable story: the woodcutter saved a little bear, and the mother bear was very grateful to him. One day, the mother bear arranged a sumptuous dinner to entertain him. The next morning, the Woodman said to the mother bear, “You treat me well, but the only thing I am not satisfied with is the bad smell on you. Although the mother bear was unhappy, she said: As compensation, you can cut me with an axe! The woodcutter did what he did. Several years later, the woodcutter met the female bear again and asked if the wound on his head had recovered. The mother bear said: It hurt for a while, and I forgot after the wound healed. However, I will never forget what you said that time! Fable is naturally just a fable, but isn’t the truth it shows obvious? Language damage sometimes exceeds physical damage, because it hurts the heart and soul. When you act willingly and lose your temper to others, do you know that your language is like a nail hole on the wall, which has left scars in others’ hearts? Do you know that verbal injury is more serious than hurting human body, just like a female bear can forget the pain on her head, but can’t forget the verbal injury? Pain, for me, exists objectively. Including the body and soul, I am a kind person by nature. I don’t want to blame anyone, nor do I want to hate anyone. Staying away from harm is the best way for me. In a book, we can see the three evils of Zen, that is, to have a zen heart. First, we must be carefree, regretful and complaint-free. Remember the three noes of Zen heart. Do you have worries in your heart when you often look back at the internal photos? Is there any regret? Is there any complaint? I hope that I will always reflect on myself, clean up my meaning, and constantly purify, transform and put down my worries, regrets and complaints. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Mountain City, mountain-like person

Chongqing is a mountain city where winter and summer are common and spring and autumn are rare. As soon as the sun was shining a few days ago, T-shirts and skirts could be found in the street. Just as we adjust the biological clock to welcome the coming of summer, the sudden rain of the night brings people back to the embrace of winter. There are rolling asphalt roads in the campus, and high and low buildings are standing in the mountain-like schools. The dripping rain beads gathered into a stream, along the steep road, gathered in the flat playground, accompanied by a burst of spring thunder, with ripples. I am afraid that only in this mountainous city can the scenery of high mountains and flowing water be seen everywhere in rainy days. I once saw a signature in my classmate’s space. In the mountain city, I was going to become a man like a mountain. People in the mountain city have its unique integrity and generosity, which is the heroic spirit nourished by Bashan Sichuan water. Even girls in Chongqing have a sense of belonging to men. The passion as strong as hot pot is rumbling in the hearts of people in the mountain city. In my impression, the mountains in the mountain city are high, with steep cliffs and rugged rocks. Whether it is a quiet suburb or a noisy downtown. The history of the mountain city is just like the mountains that witness the wind and rain one by one, Experiencing vicissitudes. Once upon a time, as the core of China, it led thousands of Chinese children, despising those flying mountains and arrogant sun flags. The familiar names of Hongyan village, Baigongguan and Zhushi cave all stand in the memory of the country’s growth like mountains. Nowadays, it is the driving force of the development of Sichuan and Chongqing, leading the West forward. Apart from its high price, the mountains in Chongqing have a little more simple aura. The ancient trees living in the mountains stretch its body along the mountain and accept the baptism of spring rain. The silvery rocks on the head, the waist like a moon hook, listening to the spring thunder everywhere. It is not as delicate and tender as the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and can not see the endless green lotus leaves in the sky and the different red tenderness of lotus flowers reflecting the sun. Only the spring breeze can not reach the end of the world, and the plain flowers can not. That is a huge stone without too much carving. The mountain is so plain that it resounds like the Chuanjiang trumpet on the Jialing River. It does not need the lyrics and composition of famous teachers, but only needs the impromptu few words of singing on the Chuanjiang River. The special geography combines the mountain city and the fog city. It was never as steep as Huashan Mountain, and the beauty of Mount Tai showed in the heaven and earth. On weekdays, it is just quiet in the mist. Only in the moment when the sun is embracing, it can shed its thin gauze and show its tall and straight body. It seems like an old man who is used to seeing the flowing water of Sanjiang River and listening to the singing of apes on both sides. He is steady and implicit, not talkative about spring flowers and autumn moon, but only listening to the rain in the mountains and nights. I think this is probably the restraint of the mountain city. In front of me is the school gate. Stepping in, there is a small society inside. Stepping out, there is a big society outside. The school gate happens to be located on a steep slope. Every year, countless students climb over this ridge to climb the mountain in the society. What on earth was that mountain? People who had no experience could only say a few words from others’ feelings. However, they all said that standing at the top of the mountain requires tolerance like a mountain, and standing at the bottom of the mountain requires perseverance like a mountain. The Sea covers all rivers and rivers, with a large capacity. The mountain, containing green grass, towering trees, birds and beasts, nourishes all living beings. The heart of those who fly irregularly and the meaning of those who work in the world are all placed on the peaks among the mountains. If one cannot tolerate thousands of creatures under the mountain, the people living on the mountain will only see the insignificance of the people under the mountain, while the people under the mountain will only see the insignificance of the people on the mountain. Difficulties and hardships, you will be more successful. Just like the poem, if it were not for a cold bone, the plum blossom would be fragrant. Mountains must experience the baptism of wind and rain, and bear the loneliness of barren hills. I have never seen the body of any mountain, without thousands of cuts of wind, frost, snow and rain, and the lush mountain, without the nourishment and breeding of broken soil seedlings. In fact, I have been climbing mountains and mountains all the time. I climbed the mountain and also fell to the bottom of the valley. However, I never stopped. People in the same industry, we are always inspiring each other. We all believe that in mountain cities, we should become people like mountains. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…