Smoke

Another gloomy day, sitting in front of the window, stunned. With a long breath of relief, I didn’t sigh off my gloomy mood like the weather. He began to blame himself for his sentimental feelings and his nature as a liberal arts student. My heart was so stuffy that it was like feeling that some crisis was approaching me slowly, but I was standing on the edge of the cliff and in a dilemma. If you want to jump like that, regardless of whether the cliff is a Dao Shan or a fire, just remember that you can be free from it, that’s enough. However, I was just like the bodhisattva who had been practicing for thousands of years. On the day when I could become a Buddha, my heart was still concerned about the mortal world. Therefore, after thousands of years of painstaking efforts, the followers went to the mortal world. With the stuffy heart, insomnia followed. The thick and long night and the ticking Bell did not calm people at all. When you sleep with your eyes closed, what you get is not a sweet dream, or a chess game with Duke Zhou, but endless fear and hope for dawn. I know best that the most painful thing in the world is waiting. People have been waiting all their lives, and there are countless waiting forms when they are more familiar with each other. From the beginning, I was waiting for birth by my relatives, and then I waited for growing up, working, waiting for my lover, waiting for marriage, waiting for the birth of my next generation, but I still had to leave life and death with the previous generation. In the end, we can only wait for our own death silently. The fleeting time and the ending of falling leaves. People walk once in the world, one cycle after another. I really want to thank the law of reincarnation. I must forget Chuan River, walk Nahe Bridge, meet Meng Po people and drink a bowl of Meng Po soup boiled by forget Chuan water. Unfortunately, looking at Sansheng stone, you can’t read your past and present. Standing on Wangxiangtai and looking at the world for the last time, you can’t read all your concerns. Therefore, after drinking Meng Po soup, everything became indifferent. You and I walked different roads in the world, but no matter how bright and rich you are, how poor I am, in the end, I will go to the same end-death. I can’t say for sure, you have enjoyed all your glory and started to panic and fear in the face of the other world you are going to go; I have suffered a hard life, but I have no regrets. The rich experience is enough to make me calm, face death calmly. It is not to say that the prosperity and wealth will not go through the ups and downs, but that no matter how you live, you must be down-to-earth and walk out of your life step by step. Don’t try to envy success. It’s reasonable to be content. After decades of life, what I did most was to persuade myself. Advise yourself to wake up from sleep, to overlook the distance, to have a rest enough to go on the road, and to persuade yourself that many people and many things are not worth caring about, to be sad for it. I always understand after experiencing that countless wounds have become the most precious understanding after pain. I can’t erase them and forget them all. I have to say that the ancients had wisdom, eating a cut, and growing a wisdom is everlasting. More or less, I am disappointed with today’s life, and sometimes I am at a loss. The fullness of ideal and the sense of reality, how much courage can you and me summon up and stand up? Or, how confident your face is? I can’t help shouting that I’m tired and don’t want to do anything. Sleepless night also made me look at the Sun and yawn endlessly. Shook his head, not only did he not wake up, but also became more sleepy. He closed his eyes dimly and put down the trivial matters at hand, but did not fall asleep dimly. The lengthy memories seemed to drown the dreams that should have existed, and the accumulation in the bottom of my heart hindered all the light. Countless shadows flashed, just like me, moving my mouth, but making no sound. I have no chance to say sorry to the person I am sorry for, nor to hear the person who hurt me say regret. This is a free space, just like the Eight Diagrams pattern of yin and yang, but I stood on the center point between yin and yang. I couldn’t see the darkness in the shade or the light in the sun clearly. The clouds were hazy and uncertain. The winter in the North is solemn, solemn and snowy night, which is more enchanting than the Yao Chi of the Queen Mother. Snowflakes rustle, lined with street lamps, becoming colorful. The sky is red, like a large fire cloud, but much softer than the fire cloud. Under the street lamp, people in twos and threes are affectionate or noisy. In the winter of the frontier, the vast snow field which could not be seen at the edge is peaceful and silent, which is easy to make people feel distracted and forget the time and the full coldness contained in this winter rhyme. This is the communication between nature and mind, and it is also a kind of indescribable feeling. I turned back to my mind and looked out of the window again. No, just a glimpse, it was still the gloomy sky, the snow, and the appearance that I couldn’t fall down. It was so dull. It would be better if I could be like a saint who had already seen through the world of mortals and had no distracting thoughts and concerns. In this way, how can there be such troubles and sorrows? Are you confident and persistent, paying the most attention to what you expect? What you disdain and give up from the beginning is really what you shouldn’t cherish? Perhaps, you really chose the wrong one, but you really missed the right one. Destiny is wonderful, and all kinds of things are tangled. Even a prophet, he won’t know the end at the beginning. There are many kinds of people in the world, but in my eyes, there are only two kinds: one is stupid, and the other is smart. Being stupid doesn’t mean the bottom of IQ, but a persistent thought. No matter how hurt or desperate it is, it is always insisting and forgiving. I can’t tell what the ending of this kind of people is. Or influenced the goal, he would be happy, or when he went to the end, it was just a silly insistence; While smart people were totally different, touching the wall and being injured, no longer persistent, he turned to another road to find another goal. Generally speaking, this kind of people have a better life, either after two or three turns, they find the right path, complete, or they have searched for their whole lives, although they haven’t found the right one in the end, but he traveled all his life, but he saw too many scenery and worldly wisdom that ordinary people didn’t have the chance to see. I would rather be the second kind of person, but unfortunately, I am the first kind of person with the most slim hope. Or it is also nature, sadly cannot be changed. Whether it is family affection, friendship or love, I am destined to be the most sensitive person. I have to say that life is easy, life is easy, life is not easy, but what can it do? Life is still going on, so you must choose your own life path, carry your luggage, prepare enough dry food and move forward all the way. Just beg yourself that if you live smarter, you should be persistent if you are worthy, and give up if you are not worthy. 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