What does the word "捺" mean?

When Rose was very young, she found that she was surrounded by weeds, but she knew that she was a rose, a rose that could bloom brilliant flowers, and roses were noble.

So, the rose worked hard to grow. The surrounding weeds began to laugh at her.

"You are obviously a weed? Why do you work so hard to grow? Why, you still want to bloom, haha..."

The laughter drowned the roses , but she gritted her teeth and said firmly: "I am a rose, I will definitely bloom!"

The weeds smiled even more happily. From then on, as long as the weeds were bored, they would laugh at the roses together.

"Hey, when will you bloom? Do you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?" "Hey, why do you have thorns on your body? You look like a hedgehog, so ugly." "Hey, your flowers are What color is it? Is it black and dry..."

The rose was a little shaken in the long mocking sound. She thought: "Why am I working so hard to bloom? There are weeds all around me, and they won't accept me at all. Here I am on a cliff, and no one comes to appreciate me. Forget it, I am a wild rose." "It's not certain whether it will bloom or not!" The rose finally gave in to the weeds.

But the weeds did not give up, and still sneered at the rose: "Hey, the guy who calls himself Rose, where are your flowers?"

The rose was extremely sad, and at the same time, she began to regret it. So surrendering: "Maybe roses can bloom. How will you know if you don't try? But what if the flowers bloom are not beautiful? Wouldn't they suffer more ridicule..." In this way, roses linger between blooming and blooming. There is no choice between blooming and blooming. Finally, Rose made up her mind, making the surrounding weeds feel awe-inspiring. Gradually, the first bud grew on the top of the rose, and the weeds were extremely surprised. When the second and third buds grow, the weeds no longer dare to laugh at the roses.

The spring breeze continued to blow the roses, and the spring rain kept nourishing the roses... The first bud stretched and slowly unfolded, and then the second and third... ....

The roses are blooming! The weeds were in awe of her, and there was no more ridicule, only endless praise.

"Look, the rose is standing on the cliff, standing upright in the wind. She looks like a noble goddess!" The weeds said enviously.

The rose smiled happily, and at the same time she was very glad that she chose to bloom! Rose couldn't help but hiss: "It turns out that nobility and perdition are only in the moment of choice!"

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Can I choose eternity?

Wandering between life and death, hesitating between light and darkness, some people choose life, and some choose death, some choose light, and some choose darkness... A ray of light that truly comes from the depths of human heart. Spiritual blood, but choose eternity.

Choose eternity. The eternity of meteors comes from the brilliance illuminated by life. The eternity of moths comes from the light and heat pursued with life. The eternity of life comes from choices again and again.

Standing on the coast of history and tracing the historical ditches: Dr. Chu meditated on the bank of the river and never regretted his death; Emperor Wu of Wei raised his whip and pointed eastward with great ambition; Tao Yuanming leisurely roamed the Nanshan Mountains, drinking wine and picking chrysanthemums... They chose For eternity, even if flattery and slander blinds the public, it is a persistent choice not to let it spread. Even if the body is wrapped in horse leather and the soul returns to Kansai, it is still a heroic choice to raise the voice and sweep away the smoke from the frontier; even if it is hard to have enough to eat all day long, I also wish to enjoy myself and work hard to cultivate the long acres. This is an elegant choice. After a series of choices, the emperors will achieve their unparalleled achievements, and the migration of wise men will become their eternal articles.

And today, how many people are suffering from weakness in the gentle and wealthy land, and how many people are suffering from numbness and nerves. How many people are willing to choose poverty, simplicity, and strength. Materialistic desires flow freely and they have shed all their blood and sweat. Singing and dancing have calmed their ambitions. Flattery caters to the mediocre, and the pursuit of fame and gain brings suffering to the common people. The national spirit has been majestic for thousands of years. Who else sings about the five thousand years of traditional virtues and has a long history? Who else preaches about choosing eternity instead of asking us to shake off the thousand-year civilization and smash it to pieces? Choosing eternity as a moral porcelain jar does not make us indifferent to life.

Choosing eternity requires the spirit of a man who is "mighty and unyielding" and the generous ambition of "fighting with iron horses"; choosing eternity requires the exploration of "I will search up and down" and the need to "keep innocence" "Nobility in the world".

Use your heart to choose to give people a green shade, and use your will to choose to prop up a clear sky. The worship of life and the pursuit of faith require us to choose eternity. In the rolling flood, the warrior chooses to leave but gives life to others; in the vast desert, the warrior chooses to work hard but gives happiness to others. Face the gangsters without fear, face the hardships and face difficulties head on. The choice of life gives people vitality, pursuit and success, and the choice of the soul produces eternity.

Choose eternity. "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement." "The terrain is turbulent, and a gentleman carries it with great virtue."

Choose eternity. Pursue the totem of life, stimulate the fighting spirit of life, cheer up those who have fallen into the quagmire, and make those in danger safe. Even if you gain nothing, even if your bones are shattered, you must pass on the torch of civilization and morality and have no regrets in this life. The choice creates the canopy and music of Spring and Autumn. I choose eternity. Even if I die nine times, I still have no regrets!

Can I choose to bloom?

When Rose was very young, she found that she was surrounded by weeds, but she knew that she was a rose, a rose that could bloom brilliant flowers, and roses were noble.

So, the rose worked hard to grow. The surrounding weeds began to laugh at her.

"You are obviously a weed? Why do you work so hard to grow? Why, you still want to bloom, haha..."

The laughter drowned the roses , but she gritted her teeth and said firmly: "I am a rose, I will definitely bloom!"

The weeds smiled even more happily. From then on, as long as the weeds were bored, they would laugh at the roses together.

"Hey, when will you bloom? Do you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?" "Hey, why do you have thorns on your body? You look like a hedgehog, so ugly." "Hey, your flowers are What color is it? Is it black and dry..."

The rose was a little shaken in the long mocking sound. She thought: "Why am I working so hard to bloom? There are weeds all around me, and they won't accept me at all. Here I am on a cliff, and no one comes to appreciate me. Forget it, I am a wild rose." "It's not certain whether it will bloom or not!" The rose finally gave in to the weeds.

But the weeds did not give up, and still sneered at the rose: "Hey, the guy who calls himself Rose, where are your flowers?"

The rose was extremely sad, and at the same time, she began to regret it. So surrendering: "Maybe roses can bloom. How will you know if you don't try? But what if the flowers bloom are not beautiful? Wouldn't they suffer more ridicule..." In this way, roses linger between blooming and blooming. There is no choice between blooming and blooming. Finally, Rose made up her mind, making the surrounding weeds feel awe-inspiring. Gradually, the first bud grew on the top of the rose, and the weeds were extremely surprised. When the second and third buds grow, the weeds no longer dare to laugh at the roses.

The spring breeze continued to blow the roses, and the spring rain kept nourishing the roses... The first bud stretched and slowly unfolded, and then the second and third... ....

The roses are blooming! The weeds were in awe of her. There was no more ridicule, only endless praise.

"Look, the rose is standing on the cliff, standing upright in the wind. She looks like a noble goddess!" The weeds said enviously.

The rose smiled happily, and at the same time she was very glad that she chose to bloom! Rose couldn't help but hiss: "It turns out that nobility and perdition are only in the moment of choice!"

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Can I choose eternity?

Wandering between life and death, hesitating between light and darkness, some people choose life, and some choose death, some choose light, and some choose darkness... A ray of light that truly comes from the depths of human heart. Spiritual blood, but choose eternity.

Choose eternity. The eternity of meteors comes from the brilliance illuminated by life. The eternity of moths comes from the light and heat pursued with life. The eternity of life comes from choices again and again.

Standing on the coast of history and tracing the historical ditches: Dr. Chu meditated on the bank of the river and never regretted his death; Emperor Wu of Wei raised his whip and pointed eastward with great ambition; Tao Yuanming leisurely walked Nanshan, drank wine and picked chrysanthemums... They chose For eternity, even if flattery and slander blinds the public, it is a persistent choice not to let it spread. Even if the body is wrapped in horse leather and the soul returns to Kansai, it is still a heroic choice to raise the voice and sweep away the smoke from the frontier; even if it is hard to have enough to eat all day long, I also wish to enjoy myself and work hard to cultivate my land. This is an elegant choice. After a series of choices, emperors will achieve their unparalleled achievements, and the migration of wise men will become their eternal articles.

And today, how many people are suffering from weakness in the gentle and wealthy land, and how many people are suffering from numbness and numbness in the nerves. How many people are willing to choose poverty, simplicity, and strength, and materialistic desires flow freely. Flattery caters to the mediocre, and the pursuit of fame and profit brings suffering to the people. The national spirit has been majestic for thousands of years. Who else sings about the five thousand years of traditional virtues and has a long history? Who else preaches about choosing eternity instead of asking us to shake off the thousand-year civilization and smash it to pieces? Choosing eternity as a moral porcelain jar does not make us indifferent to life.

Choosing eternity requires the spirit of a man who is "mighty and unyielding" and the generous ambition of "fighting with iron horses"; choosing eternity requires the exploration of "I will search up and down" and the need to "keep innocence" "Nobility in the world".

Use your heart to choose to give people a green shade, and use your will to choose to prop up a clear sky. The worship of life and the pursuit of faith require us to choose eternity. In the rolling flood, the warrior chooses to leave but gives life to others; in the vast desert, the warrior chooses to work hard but gives happiness to others. Face the gangsters without fear, face the hardships and face difficulties head on. The choice of life gives people vitality, pursuit and success, and the choice of the soul produces eternity.

Choose eternity. "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement." "The terrain is turbulent, and a gentleman carries it with great virtue."

Choose eternity. Pursue the totem of life, stimulate the fighting spirit of life, cheer up those who have fallen into the quagmire, and make those in danger safe. Even if you gain nothing, even if your bones are broken, you must pass on the torch of civilization and morality, and you must use this life to have no regrets. The choice creates the canopy and music of Spring and Autumn. I choose eternity. Even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets!

Can I choose to bloom?

When Rose was very young, she found that she was surrounded by weeds, but she knew that she was a rose, a rose that could bloom brilliant flowers, and roses were noble.

So, the rose worked hard to grow. The surrounding weeds began to laugh at her.

"You are obviously a weed? Why do you work so hard to grow? Why, you still want to bloom, haha..."

The laughter drowned out the roses , but she gritted her teeth and said firmly: "I am a rose, I will definitely bloom!"

The weeds smiled even more happily. From then on, as long as the weeds were bored, they would laugh at the roses together.

"Hey, when will you bloom? Do you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?" "Hey, why do you have thorns on your body? You look like a hedgehog, so ugly." "Hey, your flowers are What color is it? Is it black and dry..."

The rose was a little shaken in the long mocking sound. She thought: "Why am I working so hard to bloom? There are weeds all around me, and they won't accept me at all. Here I am on a cliff, and no one comes to appreciate me. Forget it, I am a wild rose." "It's not certain whether it will bloom or not!" The rose finally gave in to the weeds.

But the weeds did not give up, and still sneered at the rose: "Hey, the guy who calls himself Rose, where are your flowers?"

The rose was extremely sad, and at the same time, she began to regret it. Such a surrender: "Perhaps roses can bloom. How will you know if you don't try? But what if the flowers bloom are not beautiful? Wouldn't they suffer more ridicule..." In this way, roses linger between blooming and blooming. There is no choice between blooming and blooming. Finally, Rose made up her mind, making the surrounding weeds feel awe-inspiring. Gradually, the first bud grew on the top of the rose, and the weeds were extremely surprised. When the second and third buds grow, the weeds no longer dare to laugh at the roses.

The spring breeze continued to blow the roses, and the spring rain kept nourishing the roses... The first bud stretched and slowly unfolded, and then the second and third... ....

The roses are blooming! The weeds were in awe of her. There was no more ridicule, only endless praise.

"Look, the rose is standing on the cliff, standing upright in the wind. She looks like a noble goddess!" The weeds said enviously.

The rose smiled happily, and at the same time she was very glad that she chose to bloom! Rose couldn't help but hiss: "It turns out that nobility and perdition are only in the moment of choice!"

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Can I choose eternity?

Wandering between life and death, hesitating between light and darkness, some people choose life, and some choose death, some choose light, and some choose darkness... A ray of light that truly comes from the depths of human heart. Spiritual blood, but choose eternity.

Choose eternity. The eternity of meteors comes from the brilliance illuminated by life. The eternity of moths comes from the light and heat pursued with life. The eternity of life comes from choices again and again.

Standing on the coast of history and tracing the historical ditches: Dr. Chu meditated on the bank of the river and never regretted his death; Emperor Wu of Wei raised his whip and pointed eastward with great ambition; Tao Yuanming leisurely walked Nanshan, drank wine and picked chrysanthemums... They chose For eternity, even if flattery and slander blinds the public, it is a persistent choice not to let it spread. Even if the body is wrapped in horse leather and the soul returns to Kansai, it is still a heroic choice to raise the voice and sweep away the smoke from the frontier; even if it is hard to have enough to eat all day long, I also wish to enjoy myself and work hard to cultivate my land. This is an elegant choice. After a series of choices, emperors will achieve their unparalleled achievements, and the migration of wise men will become their eternal articles.

And today, how many people are suffering from weakness in the gentle and wealthy land, and how many people are suffering from numbness and nerves. How many people are willing to choose poverty, simplicity, and strength. Materialistic desires flow freely and they have shed all their blood and sweat. Singing and dancing have calmed their ambitions. Flattery caters to the mediocre, and the pursuit of fame and gain brings suffering to the common people. The national spirit has been majestic for thousands of years. Who else sings about the five thousand years of traditional virtues and has a long history? Who else preaches about choosing eternity instead of asking us to shake off the thousand-year civilization and smash it to pieces? Choosing eternity as a moral porcelain jar does not make us indifferent to life.

Choosing eternity requires the spirit of a man who is "mighty and unyielding" and the generous ambition of "fighting with iron horses"; choosing eternity requires the exploration of "I will search up and down" and the need to "keep innocence" "Nobility in the world".

Use your heart to choose to give people a green shade, and use your will to choose to prop up a clear sky. The worship of life and the pursuit of faith require us to choose eternity. In the rolling flood, the warrior chooses to leave but gives life to others; in the vast desert, the warrior chooses to work hard but gives happiness to others. Face the gangsters without fear, face the hardships and face difficulties head on. The choice of life gives people vitality, pursuit and success, and the choice of the soul produces eternity.

Choose eternity. "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement." "The terrain is turbulent, and a gentleman carries it with great virtue."

Choose eternity. Pursue the totem of life, stimulate the fighting spirit of life, cheer up those who have fallen into the quagmire, and make those in danger safe. Even if you gain nothing, even if your bones are shattered, you must pass on the torch of civilization and morality and have no regrets in this life. The choice creates the canopy and music of Spring and Autumn. I choose eternity. Even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets! Can I choose to bloom?

When Rose was very young, she found that she was surrounded by weeds, but she knew that she was a rose, a rose that could bloom brilliant flowers, and roses were noble.

So, the rose worked hard to grow. The surrounding weeds began to laugh at her.

"You are obviously a weed? Why do you work so hard to grow? Why, you still want to bloom, haha..."

The laughter drowned the roses , but she gritted her teeth and said firmly: "I am a rose, I will definitely bloom!"

The weeds smiled even more happily. From then on, as long as the weeds were bored, they would laugh at the roses together.

"Hey, when will you bloom? Do you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?" "Hey, why do you have thorns on your body? You look like a hedgehog, so ugly." "Hey, your flowers are What color is it? Is it black and dry..."

The rose was a little shaken in the long mocking sound. She thought: "Why am I working so hard to bloom? There are weeds all around me, and they won't accept me at all. Here I am on a cliff, and no one comes to appreciate me. Forget it, I am a wild rose." "It's not certain whether it will bloom or not!" The rose finally gave in to the weeds.

But the weeds did not give up, and still sneered at the rose: "Hey, the guy who calls himself Rose, where are your flowers?"

The rose was extremely sad, and at the same time, she began to regret it. So surrendering: "Maybe roses can bloom. How will you know if you don't try? But what if the flowers bloom are not beautiful? Wouldn't they suffer more ridicule..." In this way, roses linger between blooming and blooming. There is no choice between blooming and blooming. Finally, Rose made up her mind, making the surrounding weeds feel awe-inspiring. Gradually, the first bud grew on the top of the rose, and the weeds were extremely surprised. When the second and third buds grow, the weeds no longer dare to laugh at the roses.

The spring breeze continued to blow the roses, and the spring rain kept nourishing the roses... The first bud stretched and slowly unfolded, and then the second and third... ....

The roses are blooming! The weeds were in awe of her, and there was no more ridicule, only endless praise.

"Look, the rose is standing on the cliff, standing upright in the wind. She looks like a noble goddess!" The weeds said enviously.

The rose smiled happily, and at the same time she was very glad that she chose to bloom! Rose couldn't help but hiss: "It turns out that nobility and perdition are only in the moment of choice!"

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Can I choose eternity?

Wandering between life and death, hesitating between light and darkness, some people choose life, and some choose death, some choose light, and some choose darkness... A ray of light that truly comes from the depths of human heart. Spiritual blood, but choose eternity.

Choose eternity. The eternity of meteors comes from the brilliance illuminated by life. The eternity of moths comes from the light and heat pursued with life. The eternity of life comes from choices again and again.

Standing on the coast of history and tracing the historical ditches: Dr. Chu meditated on the bank of the river and never regretted his death; Emperor Wu of Wei raised his whip and pointed eastward with great ambition; Tao Yuanming leisurely walked Nanshan, drank wine and picked chrysanthemums... They chose For eternity, even if flattery and slander blinds the public, it is a persistent choice not to let it spread. Even if the body is wrapped in horse leather and the soul returns to Kansai, it is still a heroic choice to raise the voice and sweep away the smoke from the frontier; even if it is hard to have enough to eat all day long, I also wish to enjoy myself and work hard to cultivate my land. This is an elegant choice. After a series of choices, emperors will achieve their unparalleled achievements, and the migration of wise men will become their eternal articles.

And today, how many people are suffering from weakness in the gentle and wealthy land, and how many people are suffering from numbness and numbness in the nerves. How many people are willing to choose poverty, simplicity, and strength, and materialistic desires flow freely. Flattery caters to the mediocre, and the pursuit of fame and profit brings suffering to the people. The national spirit has been majestic for thousands of years. Who else sings about the five thousand years of traditional virtues and has a long history? Who else preaches about choosing eternity instead of asking us to shake off the thousand-year civilization and smash it to pieces? Choosing eternity as a moral porcelain jar does not make us indifferent to life.

Choosing eternity requires the spirit of a man who is "mighty and unyielding" and the generous ambition of "fighting with iron horses"; choosing eternity requires the exploration of "I will search up and down" and the need to "keep innocence" "Nobility in the world".

Use your heart to choose to give people a green shade, and use your will to choose to prop up a clear sky. The worship of life and the pursuit of faith require us to choose eternity. In the rolling flood, the warrior chooses to leave but gives life to others; in the vast desert, the warrior chooses to work hard but gives happiness to others. Face the gangsters without fear, face the hardships and face difficulties head on. The choice of life gives people vitality, pursuit and success, and the choice of the soul produces eternity.

Choose eternity. "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement." "The terrain is turbulent, and a gentleman carries it with great virtue."

Choose eternity. Pursue the totem of life, stimulate the fighting spirit of life, cheer up those who have fallen into the quagmire, and make those in danger safe. Even if you gain nothing, even if your bones are broken, you must pass on the torch of civilization and morality, and you must use this life to have no regrets. The choice creates the canopy and music of Spring and Autumn. I choose eternity. Even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets! Can I choose to bloom?

When Rose was very young, she found that she was surrounded by weeds, but she knew that she was a rose, a rose that could bloom brilliant flowers, and roses were noble.

So, the rose worked hard to grow. The surrounding weeds began to laugh at her.

"You are obviously a weed? Why do you work so hard to grow? Why, you still want to bloom, haha..."

The laughter drowned out the roses , but she gritted her teeth and said firmly: "I am a rose, I will definitely bloom!"

The weeds smiled even more happily. From then on, as long as the weeds were bored, they would laugh at the roses together.

"Hey, when will you bloom? Do you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse?" "Hey, why do you have thorns on your body? You look like a hedgehog. It's so ugly.

"Hey, what color are your flowers? Are they black and dry..."

The rose was a little shaken in the long mocking sound. She thought: "I Why work so hard to bloom? There are weeds all around me that won't accept me at all. Here I am on a cliff, and no one comes to appreciate me. Forget it, I am a wild rose, and it is not certain whether it will bloom or not! "The rose finally surrendered to the weeds.

But the weeds did not give up. They still sneered at the rose: "Hey, the guy who calls himself Rose, where are your flowers? "

Rose was extremely sad, and at the same time she began to regret giving in like this: "Maybe Rose can bloom, how will you know if you don't try? But what if the flowers bloom are not good-looking. Wouldn't it be more ridicule from them..." In this way, the rose was wandering between blooming and not blooming, unable to choose. In the end, the rose made up its mind, making the surrounding weeds feel solemn. Gradually The first bud grew on the top of the rose, and the weeds were very surprised. When the second and third buds grew, the weeds no longer dared to laugh at the rose.

The spring breeze continued to blow. The roses rose, and the spring rain kept nourishing the roses... The first bud stretched and slowly unfolded, then the second and third...

The roses bloomed! The weeds were in awe of her, and there was no more laughter, only endless praises.

"Look, the rose stands on the cliff, standing upright in the wind, looking more like a noble lady. Goddess! "The weeds said with envy.

The rose smiled happily, and at the same time she was very glad that she chose to bloom at that time! The rose couldn't help but hissed: "It turns out that nobility and sinking are only in the moment of choice! ”

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Can I choose eternity?

Wandering between life and death, hesitating between light and darkness, some choose life, some choose death, some choose light, and some choose. Darkness... truly originates from a ray of spiritual blood deep in the human heart, but chooses eternity.

The eternity of meteors comes from the brilliance of life, and the eternity of moths comes from using life. The light and heat of pursuit, the eternity of life, are related to choices again and again.

Standing on the coast of history and tracing the historical ditches: Dr. Chu pondered by the river bank, and he never regretted it even after nine deaths; Emperor Wu of Wei raised his voice. The whip pointed to the east was full of ambition; Tao Yuanming leisurely roamed Nanshan, drank wine and picked chrysanthemums... They chose Eternity. Even if the flattery and slander deceive the public, they would not let it spread. It was a persistent choice. Even if the soul was wrapped in horse leather and returned to Kansai, they would still raise their voice in the frontier fortress. It is a heroic choice to sweep away the flames of war; even if it is hard to live in poverty all day long, we are willing to enjoy ourselves and work hard to cultivate the long acres. This is an elegant choice. In a series of choices, emperors will complement each other in their unparalleled great achievements, and wise men will achieve great things. Migration has become an eternal story.

And today, how many people are suffering from weak muscles and numb nerves in the gentle and wealthy countryside, and how many people are willing to choose poverty, simplicity, and strength, and have exhausted their blood and sweat due to materialistic desires. , Singing and dancing calmed ambitions, flattery catered to the mediocre, chasing fame and gain caused the people to suffer for thousands of years. The national spirit is majestic and majestic. Who else sings about five thousand years of traditional virtues and has a long history. Who else spreads the choice of eternity? We shake off thousands of years of civilization and smash the porcelain jars of morality to choose eternity, not because we are indifferent to life.

Choosing eternity requires the spirit of a man who is "mighty and unyielding" and the generosity of "fighting with iron horses". Ambition; choosing eternity requires the exploration of "I will search up and down" and the nobility of "keeping innocence in the world"

Choose with the heart to give people a green shade, and use the will to choose to hold up a clear sky. The worship of life and the pursuit of faith require us to choose eternity. In the rolling flood, the warrior chooses to leave but gives life to others; in the vast desert, the warrior chooses to work hard but gives happiness to others.

Face the gangsters without fear, face the hardships and face difficulties head on. The choice of life gives people vitality, pursuit and success, and the choice of the soul produces eternity.

Choose eternity. "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement." "The terrain is turbulent, and a gentleman carries it with great virtue."

Choose eternity. Pursue the totem of life, stimulate the fighting spirit of life, cheer up those who have fallen into the quagmire, and make those in danger safe. Even if you gain nothing, even if your bones are broken, you must pass on the torch of civilization and morality, and you must use this life to have no regrets. The choice creates the canopy and music of Spring and Autumn. I choose eternity. Even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets! Can I choose to bloom?

When Rose was very young, she found that she was surrounded by weeds, but she knew that she was a rose, a rose that could bloom brilliant flowers, and roses were noble.

So, the rose worked hard to grow. The surrounding weeds began to laugh at her.

"You are obviously a weed? Why do you work so hard to grow? Why, you still want to bloom, haha..."

The laughter drowned out the roses , but she gritted her teeth and said firmly: "I am a rose, I will definitely bloom!"

The weeds smiled even more happily. From then on, as long as the weeds were bored, they would laugh at the roses together.

"Hey, when will you bloom? Do you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?" "Hey, why do you have thorns on your body? You look like a hedgehog, so ugly." "Hey, your flowers are What color is it? Is it black and dry..."

The rose was a little shaken in the long mocking sound. She thought: "Why am I working so hard to bloom? There are weeds all around me, and they won't accept me at all. Here I am on a cliff, and no one comes to appreciate me. Forget it, I am a wild rose." "It's not certain whether it will bloom or not!" The rose finally gave in to the weeds.

But the weeds did not give up, and still sneered at the rose: "Hey, the guy who calls himself Rose, where are your flowers?"

The rose was extremely sad, and at the same time, she began to regret it. Such a surrender: "Perhaps roses can bloom. How will you know if you don't try? But what if the flowers bloom are not beautiful? Wouldn't they suffer more ridicule..." In this way, roses linger between blooming and blooming. There is no choice between blooming and blooming. Finally, Rose made up her mind, making the surrounding weeds feel awe-inspiring. Gradually, the first bud grew on the top of the rose, and the weeds were extremely surprised. When the second and third buds grow, the weeds no longer dare to laugh at the roses.

The spring breeze continued to blow the roses, and the spring rain kept nourishing the roses... The first bud stretched and slowly unfolded, and then the second and third... ....

The roses are blooming! The weeds were in awe of her. There was no more ridicule, only endless praise.

"Look, the rose is standing on the cliff, standing upright in the wind. She looks like a noble goddess!" The weeds said enviously.

The rose smiled happily, and at the same time she was very glad that she chose to bloom! Rose couldn't help but hiss: "It turns out that nobility and perdition are only in the moment of choice!"

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Can I choose eternity?

Wandering between life and death, hesitating between light and darkness, some people choose life, and some choose death, some choose light, and some choose darkness... A ray of light that truly comes from the depths of human heart. Spiritual blood, but choose eternity.

Choose eternity. The eternity of meteors comes from the brilliance illuminated by life. The eternity of moths comes from the light and heat pursued with life. The eternity of life comes from choices again and again.

Standing on the coast of history and tracing the historical ditches: Dr. Chu meditated on the bank of the river and never regretted his death; Emperor Wu of Wei raised his whip and pointed eastward with great ambition; Tao Yuanming leisurely roamed the Nanshan Mountains, drinking wine and picking chrysanthemums... They chose For eternity, even if flattery and slander blinds the public, it is a persistent choice not to let it spread. Even if the body is wrapped in horse leather and the soul returns to Kansai, it is still a heroic choice to raise the voice and sweep away the smoke from the frontier; even if it is hard to have enough to eat all day long, I also wish to enjoy myself and work hard to cultivate the long acres. This is an elegant choice. After a series of choices, the emperors will achieve their unparalleled achievements, and the migration of wise men will become their eternal articles.

And today, how many people are suffering from weakness in the gentle and wealthy land, and how many people are suffering from numbness and nerves. How many people are willing to choose poverty, simplicity, and strength. Materialistic desires flow freely and they have shed all their blood and sweat. Singing and dancing have calmed their ambitions. Flattery caters to the mediocre, and the pursuit of fame and gain brings suffering to the common people. The national spirit has been majestic for thousands of years. Who else sings about the five thousand years of traditional virtues and has a long history? Who else preaches about choosing eternity instead of asking us to shake off the thousand-year civilization and smash it to pieces? Choosing eternity as a moral porcelain jar does not make us indifferent to life.

Choosing eternity requires the spirit of a man who is "mighty and unyielding" and the generous ambition of "fighting with iron horses"; choosing eternity requires the exploration of "I will search up and down" and the need to "keep innocence" "Nobility in the world".

Use your heart to choose to give people a green shade, and use your will to choose to prop up a clear sky. The worship of life and the pursuit of faith require us to choose eternity. In the rolling flood, the warrior chooses to leave but gives life to others; in the vast desert, the warrior chooses to work hard but gives happiness to others. Face the gangsters without fear, face the hardships and face difficulties head on. The choice of life gives people vitality, pursuit and success, and the choice of the soul produces eternity.

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