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Once again, I read the log “the wisdom of putting down” written by the netizen Lao Mao. When I thought about the review, four words appeared in my mind: fading the obsession. Buddha also said that bitterness is not bitterness, happiness is not happiness, it is just a temporary obsession. If you hold on to one thought, you will be trapped in one thought; If you put down one thought, you will be at ease in your heart. Maybe due to my personality, I am too easy to be unwilling to give up. The real putting down often makes me difficult. However, if I am weak, it is just right for me. Recently, it is often like this. Once a word falls into the eyes, it will be moved and completed into the past. It will unfold slowly and reappear clearly, but it is not the feeling at that time. Maybe this is fading. When I opened the Whitman poetry collection sent by teacher Yin, I learned to forget that the ink color of the four words was gray and still vigorous. Memory is like film rewinding, clear replay. I didn’t understand his profound meaning until today. He was worried that I was too simple and stubborn, afraid that I didn’t know how to forget those painful memories; Worried that my stubborn and painful memories were clear, letting them occupy my mind to do evil, let it ravage my fragile heart repeatedly. I once thought, if I could also make an infectious amnesia, would I be immune for life and be reborn? Will those troubles that have been deposited for many years disappear? My girlfriend has complained about me many times, saying that I always punish myself for others’ mistakes. I always like to see problems under a microscope. Do I lose or not? I also know very well that pain cannot be magnified. Only when you look down on it can you be harmless. People are just passing by in a hurry. It doesn’t matter whether they get or lose. It’s just passing. Perhaps, behind the smiling faces of happiness, there are always silent pains and unspeakable grievances. The process of our growth is to accept, balance happiness and pain, and know how to cherish and release. Others treat me well, I am have to keep in mind. Just as Shakyamuni said: no matter who you meet, he is the person who should appear in your life. He has reasons and missions, which are absolutely not accidental. He will certainly teach you something. It was an excuse to go out for further education that year. The double blow of marriage and career made me wander on the edge of depression, just wanting to stay away from that pain and hide in a place unknown to heal myself. Simply fill out a form, which has been filled out for countless times, and the content has already been familiar to numbness. So fast! The handwriting is very beautiful! His extremely heavy dialect, looking at his face to explore, I answered numbly and didn’t know how to thank him. In this way, I made a photo with my technique teacher. It seems that he can easily understand my irrationality. I couldn’t sleep well all night because of the noisy inside and the cars coming and going in the dormitory near the street. The goodness of some people is so strange that you can accept it naturally. You can understand that it can be as simple as one sentence: If you are alone, you cannot let the environment change you all the time. You must learn to change the environment, change to the opposite dormitory. Maybe similar personality and hobbies, call him teacher in class, call him sister after class, and the thought that soon we will belong to two distant places, that short time, just like accompanying a pleasant journey, maybe I will never meet again in this life. This idea makes me dare to open my heart and communicate more easily. Now I think about it, more often, I still regard him as a psychologist. Sometimes a person’s power makes you unpredictable. His appearance is like a ray of sunshine, which can even shine into your Canyon, making you involuntarily bright. When I fell to the bottom of my life, I accepted his guidance happily, and soon I found my own Beidou in the confused night; and he undoubtedly became the arm I climbed up; Became a trace of fragrance in my silent night; Became a ruler for me to recognize forgetting and remembering. Ten years later, the memory might have been washed yellow by time, but I remember it so clearly. The pain can not be magnified blindly, but the memory can not be abandoned. It is certainly best to let go, and I am born to be a person who is unwilling to let go, no matter joy or pain. Since I don’t want to put it down, looking down becomes the best way. Forgetting needs to pay a price, and those shining spray in memory will also disappear. Our memory bank is a big snowball that we have rolled into all our lives, wrapping all our joys and sorrows in it. If we exchange memory loss for memory loss, I would rather not. If you always forget your life slowly, wouldn’t it be a big loss? If you look at it lightly, you will forget it, stay away from the numerous and complicated things, and gradually move away from the old dream, which makes the pain gradually blurred in a slow way. Even if you open your memory again, you can still face it quietly. In this case, there is no fear of memory and no need to forget it. Ignoring and putting down is the great wisdom. No matter what kind of pain, when you really dare to face it and accept it happily, it has already faded. Everyone’s memory is like a sieve with different sizes, and the missing memory is different. Since we can’t choose our own memory code, the only thing that can be changed now is to clean it up timely, make it clean and clean, and filter out everything that shouldn’t be left. The trace of time passing by is invisible, but it will carve imprints in the memory, which will make people have endless aftertaste, and wake up suddenly in the aftertaste, gradually relieved. However, I am a slow-witted person. I don’t want my life to go too hastily and slow down the pace of time. The words “taste” show more enjoyment and experience, A pursuit of the past agilawood. Every inch of life carries sorrow and happiness. The beauty of life needs accumulation and precipitation. Learning to be relieved and quiet in precipitation is great wisdom. Thinking of the newly published poem “I’m going to Tibet”, The Long Dream was revealed by myself crazily. When I saw several comments, I suddenly regretted thinking of my disabled legs, why be so cruel to look at this dream that can no longer be realized? I changed the title several times and even wanted to delete it completely. In tears, I saw the faint obsession written by myself, and suddenly felt relieved. How many people were doing such a holy dream, and how many people really knelt on the road to the snow field? I couldn’t help laughing at my feedback from extreme depression to relaxed ridicule, and I was glad that I didn’t delete it. Life can not be free and easy, but you can never escape, you must dare to face it. Only when you dare to face the reality and pain can you gain determination; Only when you dare to face the tedious life can you have the indifference of life; Only when you dare to face the vanity of the secular world and polish your inner restlessness can you settle down the truth, calmly open-minded. Life is always full of ups and downs, an unfinished wish, a fruitless emotion, a person who can never meet each other in this life, and even the joy and pain that cannot be expressed between yin and yang, life is long, and no one can avoid it. However, only with a calm heart and the courage to face it directly can we keep the inner peace, enjoy the lonely seclusion and truly appreciate the true meaning of life. There are too many specific moments in life, just like a candle light, a call, a smile, a glance back, we need to remember carefully, and use these warm memories to warm the time. Memory is always the wealth that makes people proud and proud. Choosing happiness or sadness in memory is just the ability to dominate memory wealth. Although I don’t have rich experience, I am very lucky that I still have clear memories, especially luckily, I have the ability to fade those painful memories that have been screened out gradually. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring

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