Na Tong fortune-telling

The sun has set, the clouds have receded, and under the orange light, I am pushing a long shadow and wandering alone, sad alone.

The prodigal son far away in the end of the world, the bag on his back is always waiting for his life, and the mountains and rivers will meet again; Attached to white clouds, floating in the blue sky.

Home is synonymous with warmth. At dusk, the street lamp lights up, and on the roadside, I look at the faint yellow, which is an illusion, just like the one at the head of the silent village, as faint and blurred. In the autumn wind, it stood there alone, only illuminating the way home for the wanderers in the distance, waiting faithfully with unchanging feelings and unchanging hearts, with ancient and simple homesickness and kindness that blood is thicker than water.

I think it was that strange smoke that curled up into the sky, no matter where I came or where I went, it just went with the wind. With the wind, so weak, so far away, so without a trace. I like this indifference, just like falling flowers outside the curtain, the wind passing, the fragrance floating, and passing, without any joy.

It's still high, but the way to his place is too difficult to find. Throughout his life, he just spun in the trap of fate. On the hill where the west wind blows, the reeds show orange sadness in the sunset. The shadow of night will gradually cover the wound of this glass, wrap the injured branch with its broad chest, thinking that it can sleep peacefully, sleep in this warm black embrace, and then smile with satisfaction.

Beside the ancient road, in the pavilion at sunset, a woman was in the pavilion, her face was a little tired, but her expression was still so strong and calm, and her white clothes were covered with long dust of yellow sand. At one time, she felt that she had traveled all over Qian Shan. Qin in front of her is like her companion, and she has a natural temperament. Maybe I've been following her for too long, and her breath has been infected. Pianist Quan Yi. In front of the stone bench, on the strings, her fingers crossed, drawing sad notes from her fingertips, while her fingers were like flowers. When she slowly touched the cage, she seemed to be talking to herself; When it is urgent like rain, it is like turbulence, like raindrops, and it falls like chaos. But after listening to each note, it is like flying dust, constantly cutting and confusing.

Those who caress the piano naturally caress their feelings, and who knows who is a confidant; If you don't understand, it will be like falling flowers in the wind. After listening, you go, there is no following.

There are too many coincidences in life. In life, people coming and going may come into your life at some time, but your heart and soul will eventually become passers-by and disappear into the depths of the world of mortals. It's just those touched years, but those warm scenes are enough to accompany a person's life with warmth.

From the beginning to the end of every play, no one knows the result. Although he is a director, he seems to have few intimate friends. Who will listen to a broken string?

How many people are desperately chasing, even poor for a lifetime, but in the end they get very little. There are too many things in this world that don't meet their requirements, so all tragedies are doomed to be helpless. I like the softness of water, which is extremely soft and has no toughness. I think it's admirable to exercise and soften your fingers.

In the cold season of Leng Qingqiu, sad emotions are formed in the heart, as mellow as wine. Drink a little at night, slightly drunk. But I won't touch the piano tonight. On the piano stand, the guqin with Na Tong wood as the string lies quietly on it. Like its owner, it is waiting for the right person. I hope that once, a man in white comes by moonlight, stepping on the steps of night and stepping on the dust. Then, at that time, she will play a song for him, and from then on, she will be drunk all her life. ...

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I want to write this topic for a long time, but it is too heavy. My fingers are reluctant to knock on the keyboard. I sat quietly by the computer in front of the window. The sky outside the window is a little dark, and the sun is quietly hiding behind the clouds.

Death is already a sad thing for everyone, but it is even more regrettable to choose to give up life and self-destruction, but it has to make the living people think deeply.

From ancient times to the present, it is not difficult to see the elegy of death written in blood and tears.

When the princess died, her sword cut her neck, and her blood spilled on the overlord's heart. This sword cut off not her own neck, but the vines that bound Xiang Yu's wings. Her feelings can be asked about heaven and earth, and her feelings can be felt by mountains and seas. But in my opinion, she still shouldn't Why did she choose death? Why not continue to help Xiang Yu in the same boat? Obviously, her death did not win any victory for Xiang Yu. Finally, Xiang Yu was still trapped in the Wujiang River and sighed, "What can I do if the sky dies?" ..... "The hero panted and walked to the grave with Yu Meiren. Maybe I'm a little silly, always thinking about what would happen if Yu Ji didn't die, but lived and died with Xiang Yu? Will Xiang Yu's blood spill on Wujiang River in the future? History should be less bleak and bloody! If Xiang Yu bravely goes back to face his hometown, takes care of the youngest son for his dead brother and remoulds his hegemony, what kind of legend Xiang Yu will be in the future history!

Qu Yuan's death, with a leap, shook the other shore, and everything was sad. A poet with the word "soul" has become an eternal memory, and the poems left behind have shocked many people's hearts. His death made many people feel that "the wind is rustling and thinking about children is sad." I'm a little stupid, too. I often fantasize that Qu Yuan abandoned fame and wealth, lived in seclusion in the mountains, and was ignorant. Now there are several more copies of Li Sao. And will the king of Chu suddenly wake up and visit Qu Yuan once?

The ancients chose to commit suicide more than these people. I can't bear to continue to shut it down, but now I choose this way to die and continue!

Sanmao died, and the readers looked forward to breaking her sorrow, but they didn't see her mood words all the way; Leslie Cheung died and played an April Fool's joke on all those who loved him with their lives. Ruan died, and so did the teenager. ...

Often wandering on the Internet, you will inadvertently find news and pictures of suicide clubs, suicide methods, collective suicide of middle school students and so on. The more you can't bear to turn it over, the more shocking and vivid it is. If the death of a strong man can still inspire mountains and rivers, the death of a beautiful woman can still touch the world. But it is incredible that young people choose to commit suicide now. No matter what the cause of suicide is, it doesn't make any sense! And it is a deep injury to relatives and society!

The following data is even more worrying: According to statistics, the leading cause of death among people aged 65,438+05-35 is suicide, with one person committing suicide every two minutes and eight people trying to commit suicide. Suicide has become a social phenomenon.

I often see people die for love. There is a simple reason. No one agrees with your love, parents object, and friends object. Can you get everyone's approval by dying? Even if you agree with your love, what's the point? If you really love each other, then face it bravely and work together. I believe that true love can touch the world. It is selfish and stupid to die because of lovelorn love. If you love each other, you should think of each other and let go of your wishful thinking about love. If the other person fails to live up to your love, it is the stupidest thing for you to punish yourself. You should live happily, let the other side see your strength and make the other side sad because of losing you. Only in this way can you maintain your self-confidence and self-esteem and be appreciated by others. However, if you choose to commit suicide, your death will mean nothing except getting some sorry sighs and the sadness of your loved ones.

People often die because they have done something wrong. This kind of death is even more cowardly. They dare not face mistakes, dare not take responsibility, and choose to escape. The most hopeless thing in the world of mortals is a dead end. Since we are not afraid of death, why can't we face it bravely?

Some people die because they see through the world of mortals and life. They seem to see the future life and think that life can never have new meaning. He who sees through the world of mortals sees through life. Wouldn't it be better to have no desire, no waves and no wrinkles? You should be more open-minded, optimistic and cheerful!

People who choose to commit suicide will have such damn reasons and difficulties that they think they can't get through. Whether they are dead or alive, why not face it bravely and try to die instead of giving up without giving yourself any chance?

A friend's child committed suicide after reading the report that middle school students could not bear the pressure of study. His first reaction was "He is much braver than me". I am so tired of this world at an early age that I have to be taken seriously!

Nowadays, most children are pampered from childhood, with little frustration and disobedience, which makes them feel overwhelmed and panicked when dealing with problems and facing them, lacking the courage to face pressure and the sense of responsibility to face mistakes. Choosing to avoid has become the only thing they will do. He jumped out of the world of mortals with a slight jump, leaving his parents heartbroken and unhappy all night. However, our parents also want their children to succeed and their daughters to succeed. In order to go to a prestigious school, we will spend tens of thousands of dollars and sacrifice all our rest time and entertainment time to oppress our children to study and study again, forget to communicate with them, forget to care about their words and deeds outside, forget to ask them what they really want, and forget that their psychology and endurance have not been fully developed during their growth.

The child awakens the depressed heart with flesh and blood, but never calls back the lost life.

A life blooms briefly around you like a epiphyllum. Say goodbye to your loved ones in the most cruel and cowardly way and choose a road of no return. What a mental journey! How helpless and cowardly they are in such a small house built from scratch! If we find out early, give encouragement and help, give guidance and support, and extend a pair of warm hands, the gliding and light leap outside the window may not be staged, and the future road should be a brand-new world for them!

Adolescence is a period of transition from children to adults, an important period of rapid psychological and physical development, a period of qualitative change in life, and a period of breaking away from the cognitive style and lifestyle of childhood and producing new self-concepts. Psychologically rebuild the period of life. In this important period of rapid change, young people's hearts are often full of contradictions and uneasiness, and their thoughts often conflict with the outside world and are in an unstable state. They don't know anything about social phenomena and the purpose of life, so in the face of oncoming setbacks and mistakes, they often can't correctly analyze problems and handle them well. At this time, they need the help of relatives and friends and a good social environment. When they are hesitant, if they get correct guidance and kind help, they will not deviate from the track of life.

It is not difficult to find out how important it is for everyone to have a healthy psychology in his later years. Suicide is undoubtedly the most helpless choice, the most hopeless choice and the most cowardly choice. Whether it is because of love or hate or the so-called seeing through the world of mortals, suicide is ultimately due to escape, inability to take responsibility, and fear to face mistakes. There are many roads in the world, only one has no turning back, no hope, and I don't know what is waiting at the end of the road. This is a dead end.

However, some people still think that suicide is the bravest thing and the most open thing. I'm confused by this idea. If you are fearless in the face of death, how can you be afraid to face it? If you dare to face it, at least your mistakes will have a chance to change, so that your love will bloom beautiful roses in the next season, and the person you love will not suffer because of you, or even die with you.

I'm a little tired when writing this. Looking back out of the window, the sun is out of the clouds and shining brightly, but my heart can't shine. Because I am a medical worker, I often see my patients face pain, struggle tenaciously, endure painful torture and fight against the disease against time. I can't help but be moved and respect life! How I want to show those who give up their lives at will how extravagant some people are to live!

From the medical point of view, there are many factors of suicide: psychological factors, physiological factors and social factors. Suicide is the main symptom of some mental diseases, so caring for health has become the most effective means to prevent suicide, reduce suicide or even put an end to suicide. Starting from the individual, starting from the family and starting from the community, we should not only maintain physical health, but also maintain mental health, and at the same time cultivate the ability to adapt to society.

Caring for life and intervening suicide have become the urgent affairs of society. Although there are few psychological counseling institutions in China, the society has begun to pay attention to them. Many cities are helping those friends who are on the edge of the soul through radio, newspapers and magazines, and hotline, and extending a warm hand to them with sincerity and kindness.

The article just thought of this end, a ray of sunshine shone on me through the glass window, and a warm current rose from my heart. It seems to want to use my keyboard to appeal to the society, calling on everyone to pay attention to this phenomenon, so that more people can feel its brilliance and warmth for a long time.