Chenxi, talk about it.

Yu Xiuhua's first collection of essays appeared on the market-unprovoked joy.

I like the title of this book very much. It is not gorgeous, not dazzling, like a person standing there quietly, neither humble nor supercilious. Graceful expression is like Mona Lisa's smile, dignified, noble and calm.

The power of words is so magical, just four words, but it has already made people feel an inexplicable love for life.

I like to stand on the balcony after the rain and enjoy the scenery outside the sky quietly. Listen quietly, observe quietly, and there will always be unexpected discoveries. When I hear birds chirping, I like to track the source of the sound. In the thick leaves, I can vaguely see a black bird singing on a thin branch.

There is a sewer cover on the slope downstairs. I like sitting on the balcony waiting for the cat. Sometimes we can wait, sometimes we can't. Sometimes it is a pure black cat, sometimes it is a brown and white cat. No matter who they are, they all look so cute, especially the way they are bathed in the sun, just like a newborn soft baby.

In every detail of life, there is such a seemingly ordinary but joyful moment. No matter how bitter the day is, there is also the sweetness of honey, and no matter how bitter the night is, there is also the call of dawn. Every encounter in life has unexpected little blessings. Giving birth to hope in despair is a skill that we should learn from life.

However, in the rapidly passing network and technology era, most people don't have enough patience to wait for the appearance of a person and the arrival of a cat, and no one can stand endless efforts with little return. The rapid development of the world has accelerated people's ruthlessness and catalyzed more cruel hunters.

Fortunately, no matter how bloody life is, I always like to find a vegetarian way in this bloody world.

The so-called vegetarian diet does not mean not eating meat or killing animals, but having the interest and mood to explore the true meaning of life under the heavy pressure of life. In the night sky of thunder and lightning, I still believe that the moon is still in place. When the cold of winter wraps my body, I can still have the enthusiasm to look forward to the beautiful spring.

When a person makes you sick, you are no longer willing to look for anything beautiful in him. Even though he is not so bad, because of your mood change, this person has changed color and become a color you don't like. The change of a person's attitude stems from the value evaluation of this person in your heart, and this evaluation depends largely on your own emotional judgment. Subjective rather than objective observation naturally makes many originally beautiful people vulgar and makes some people with shortcomings and mistakes even more unsightly.

If one day, when we no longer hate people who have loved and hated, when we no longer attack irrelevant people at will, and when we are willing to take the time to pay attention to the changes of every leaf in summer, autumn, winter and spring, we will really enter life and become a living person.

When success doesn't make you get carried away, failure doesn't make you disheartened, when the hurt of plotting against you no longer becomes painful, when the future comes quietly, it won't let people down. Perhaps, when you grow up, it will not be so far away, and joy will no longer be just talk.

I like walking, and I like walking alone.

I don't ask for a place to walk. When I am on the sidewalk, I like to watch the traffic noise. When I was in the square, I liked to watch my aunt twist her waist and the carefree smiles of the children who shuttled through the crowd. When I am in the field, I like to smell the fragrance of the soil sideways, feel the power of the seeds coming out of the ground, swim on the earth, and give birth to the hope of life; When I am on the tree-lined path, I like to see the scenery on both sides, see the fluttering leaves and enjoy walking alone in the wind.

Although I haven't walked for a long time, and I haven't enjoyed a quiet time alone, my expectation for that state of mind has never diminished.

I also like the sunset glow in the evening, the afterglow of the sunset, the joy and joy of the sparkling lake blown by the wind, the enchanting willow and the wind, and the freedom of sitting alone on the shore with my thoughts drifting.

I saw the sun approaching dusk, although it was dazzling. The sunset in the evening will be endless, and the clouds with light will surge, much like drunken the Monkey King in The Journey to the West, wandering in the fairy palace and enjoying himself.

Life is full of fun, and everyone has a thrilling story. Unfortunately, many people have no patience to listen and no energy to actively explore. We only like what is easy to accept and within our reach, and it takes a little thought and patience to taste the sweetness. For most people, it doesn't matter.

In fact, don't be completely irrelevant and won't interfere with anyone's life.

However, people need a soul to live.

Cheerful and elegant is a day, complaining about vulgarity is a day. The former walks with the soul, while the latter just drags the body, giving people a different sense of life.

Without the hope of life, life will be dull; Without close observation of subtle details, there will be no perception of life. The same life has polished some people into sharp blades and carved some people into immortal cultural relics.

When you look at the world with joy, the world will inevitably return your warmth and charity; When you hate the world, the world must be dark for you.

The change of mood is in a moment.

Perhaps for many years, you have been accustomed to being treated unfairly, to drifting with the flow, to being content with self-degradation and ignorance, to living in this world as a mere formality, to drag out an ignoble existence like most people, and to have no courage to yearn for poetry and distance.

But from a certain moment of a certain day, when you no longer struggle with the ugliness of this world, when you want to reach out and hug those who hurt you and ignore you, and try to save yourself, you find it so easy to untie life, only our hearts are entangled.

To let go of yourself is to let go of the world.

Learning to love and love is the beginning for us to be kind to ourselves.

I have broken my heart and lost hope in life, but no matter how bad the situation is, at sunrise, whether it is cloudy or rainy, or thunder and lightning, I can still find the sunshine above the clouds through the dark clouds.

If there is sunshine in your eyes, there must be sun in the sky.

Happiness for no reason stems from the love of life.

We have been practicing all our lives, hoping to find a home for our souls. After walking all my life, I may still feel that the noise and loneliness of ordinary days are the true colors of life.

To love life is to love the true nature of life.