Essay "The River of Time, the Sound of the Waves Still Remains"

Essay "The River of Time, the Sound of Waves Remains"

Standing on the bank of time, looking sideways at the way we came; in the river of time, the sound of waves remains. Only my own words, like a gurgling stream, gentle and melodious, accompany me through countless sleepless nights. On this windy and affectionate rainy night, I want to boil a pot of incense with pure words and sit on the edge of the curtain to ignite the singing voice of life. Sitting in front of the computer, quietly listening to a song or reading an article, you are often moved by a melody, a sentence or a picture, and in the unexpected inspiration, you can type out the graceful words under your fingers. flower. As time goes by, everything can be changed, but the only thing that cannot be changed is the kindness and kindness in nature.

Standing in a corner of the city, I feel those things that are gradually drifting away. When the vicissitudes of life have tired the original simplicity, and when the years have desolated the seemingly mature heart, can words still bear the weight of the heart? Many pasts, missed We have passed, we have passed each other, we have shed tears, we have laughed, what is left in the end? The autumn water is long, the sky is full and the moon is full again, infinite lovesickness is paid to the Yao Qin, the music of the Qin curls up like a tide, the two feelings touch the heart every night. The moon reflected in the cup has been shattered. I put the wine in the wind towards the blue sky. The moonlight is like frost on my eyebrows. The flying flowers in the quiet night are cold in my heart.

In a person's life, there are always some sad past events that make people burst into tears and make you unable to look back; there are always some sweet memories that make people intoxicated, obsessed and lingering. And some of the helplessness of life and death, the joy of reunion, abandonment and persistence, sorrow and happiness, heartache and emotion, are all like a symphony of ups and downs in life. There are both melancholy and melancholy that go back and forth, and there are also long and affectionate melodies that echo in your heart from time to time. Wander. linger. In that past experience, even if there were beautiful mountains and beautiful waters, charming dreams, even the lingering memories of whispering in front of flowers and under the moon, they could not be worth the sigh of mixed feelings at this time, a look of helplessness, and a trace of resentment.

Like flowers and beautiful families, the years pass like a fleeting time. After all, I can't see through my thoughts, they overflow like water. The tenderness in the tears was extinguished in the broken words. The clouds and mist of the past disappeared in front of my eyes, without much nostalgia or farewell. The moment the tears fell, they finally soaked through the letter full of longing. When the wild goose returned to the roadside, it took me deeply. The love of earth falls on your pillow and accompanies you to sleep.

The sails of time gradually drifted away under the gaze of memories, and the melody of "blooming life" suddenly sounded in my ears, arousing an inexplicable desire in my heart. Gently open the curtains, and a hazy drizzle wets the flowers that are pious and longing for. Many fragments of memories are like the fragrance of flowers blooming in the rain, warming the deep dreams. Just like this moment's state of mind, let the long The wafting fragrance of flowers and the spring breeze intoxicated me, and I didn't want to wake up.

The wind of passing years blows the long hair of memory and flies in my thoughts, like a fluttering flag, gently blowing open the long-closed window of my heart, and I take a handful of the dew of the moonlight. , wash away the rust and dust of life, and replace the river of your life with something as clear and clean as a clear spring. What cannot be turned back is the fragrance of time, what cannot be taken back is the vicissitudes of time, what cannot be retained is the flow of time. When you are young, you will always go through hardships on the road paved with thorns. When you are in your prime, you will flock to those seemingly beautiful things and do whatever you want. But when your youth has been squandered, you will know how to cherish it, and you will inevitably Nostalgia for the past.

Those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. Good friends are the dawn in the darkness, leading you to the right path; bad friends will tempt you to go astray and make you fall into eternal disaster. It will not be difficult to discover the buried pearl in the ocean, provide nutrients, appreciate the strengths, know yourself and the enemy, compare your feelings with yourself, and get to know people all over the world. Friends need to be nourished with care, carved with encouragement, and maintained with communication. Friendship is like Pu'er, under certain conditions, it becomes more mellow as it gets older.

Turn a beauty into a landscape, a fragrant, bright and peaceful time, smile at the top of the years, quietly graze the soul, even if you can't find the way back, you are still willing to persevere with persistence , chasing the most primitive innocence. Time is quiet, pain or sadness is a kind of growth.

I hope that one day, when I look back, I can pick up that lost dream. Ancient vines and old trees are full of dim crows, and heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Time flies by, and I can no longer remember the frivolity of my youth, nor the impassionedness of the past. After wandering all the way, stumbling all the way, Luo Ye returned to his warmest hometown and the freest time of his youth. On the bluestone path, flowers are blooming, and butterflies are falling and leaves are blooming. Bury the smiles that have passed away over the years into the ancient riverside, and let the little memories bloom brilliantly under the bright sunshine.

When I am alone, I like to make a cup of tea. The green leaves are dancing and fragrant, and I enjoy the moment of laziness. The heart is as quiet as a mirror, leisurely and contented. Shaking the teacup gently, the tea leaves sometimes clustered together and sometimes scattered, floating and sinking uncertainly. Sip slowly, and the elegant and subtle bitterness ripples across your tongue, moisturizing your heart. Tea is the crystallization of nature, and tasting tea is the fusion of spirit and beauty, the discussion of heart and wisdom, and the enlightenment of tranquility and emptiness.

When we embark on the journey of life and jump into the trend of society, we will always stumble upon failures. Often, there is no right or wrong in many choices, only its reasons and consequences. When we are young, we always aim high, riding the wind and waves on a whim, with beautiful and longing dreams in mind, and firmly believe that we can sail to the other side of success. But when we are full of ambition, once we encounter many difficulties, we cannot withstand the blows of thousands of blows. , I had to give up halfway, like a white horse passing through the gap, the tide ebbs and flows, it comes too suddenly, and when it goes, it will never come back.

In the vast world, there are many people who pass by you. After a hundred years, we have only built the same boat. How many good fruits must we sow before we can walk the road of life with him? Friends are like the sea, carrying your countless tears; when you are happy, white waves lift the sky, and the waves are rough, and your heart beats with joy; when you are sad, it is gloomy and deep, and the tide The tide ebbs and flows, whispering, comforting, and caressing the tired heart. If the distance between people is too close, it will sting someone, and if it is too far, it will hurt someone. Don't be attached to things, don't be attached to your heart, be simple and natural, and follow the circumstances with all your heart.

There are always some things in life that make us dissatisfied, there are always some people in life that make us unhappy, and there are always some setbacks in life that make us depressed. When you are unhappy, ask yourself what it is that you can't figure out or tolerate. When you are unhappy, ask yourself what it is that you can't pick up or let go. When you are unhappy, ask yourself what it is that you can't see or guess. Troubles come from comparison, success comes from hard work, mentality comes from experience, happiness comes from contentment, and beauty comes from purity. Don't cry poor because no one will give you money. Don't complain because no one will do it for you. Don't give in because no one wants you to win.

Don’t rely on others, because only yourself is the most reliable. Don't cry, because everyone is waiting to see the joke. Don't beg, because some people want you to be a beggar. Don't be depressed, because there are a lot of people waiting to add insult to injury. Don't look back, because there are too many things to look back on. Don't worry about separation, because you only know how to put your eyebrows on your face but your heart is concerned. Don't bow your head, because there is no gold on the ground, only stones. Don't force it, because the melon won't be sweet if it's forced. A person will become younger if he smiles more. A person will mature after suffering more and more. A person will be cherished if he regrets more than once. A person will be happy if he waits a little longer.

Life is about taking one step at a time and throwing away step by step. What you walk out of is the road, and what you throw away is the baggage. In this way, the road will become longer and longer, and the mind will become calmer and quieter. Life is a journey, experiencing joy and sorrow, gains and losses, success and failure. Life is a pious life experience, with ups and downs, vicissitudes of life, strong tranquility, fearless calmness, and clouds rolling and relaxing, which are the scenery of life and the essence of life. How many fates have changed from loving each other to forgetting each other.

How many feelings have evolved from eachother to meeting by chance. The destiny is you, the destiny is empty. The word "心" is easy to write, but the human heart is difficult to understand. Life is painful because we care. Because of doubt, it hurts. Because I look down upon you, I am happy. Because I am bearish, I am happy. We are all passers-by in heaven and earth, and we cannot be the master of many people and matters. Cold is also in my heart, and warmth is also in my heart. The world is as wide as the sky and the earth is, and the autumn moon is cold. The scenery and the taste are tasteless in every thought.