On the Ending of Accidental

When 28-year-old Euler perfectly proved the conclusions reached by several mathematicians in just two days, the world was shocked. But when he was young, he was calm, and he already knew that this was the inevitable result: he knew the efforts he had made for it.

When it took steinmetz only three days to restart a machine that several engineers couldn't repair for months, the whole factory looked at him with new eyes. He said calmly: "All this stems from my accumulation for decades."

Yes, some people seem to succeed only because of luck, but behind that unexpected achievement, there is how much effort. So, everything makes sense again.

Isn't it Sima Qian? When he was punished by corruption, everyone thought he would sink. But he gritted his teeth; Swear to release the wonderful life with words. He melted the deepest feelings into a flowing chapter, and interpreted the eternal swan song of historians with blood and tears. It is really surprising that people who have suffered so much have achieved so much, but it is natural that such a proud person can finally shine in the long river of history!

When the rulers of the Qing Dynasty proudly watched Lin Zexu, who was anti-British, be demoted to Yili, the heroic old man led the people of Yili to wear the Star of Dai Yue, travel-stained, and dug canals to divert water to Xuefeng. He lingers at the bottom of his life, but he still does not forget to benefit the local people! And all this, isn't it from his sincere patriotic feelings and love for the people? In this way, in people's consternation, Lin Zexu did what he thought was the most important thing to do. His deeds will be immortal!

And not just personal? The same is true of the actions of a nation or even a country!

In 1970s, President Nixon visited China, which was a pioneering work that shocked the world. But isn't it because China has become stronger?

At the Asian-African Conference, the representative of China kept calm, turned the tide, and made great contributions to promoting world peace and development. When the representatives of other countries gave thumbs up in surprise, how could they not admit that this was China? The real strength of this country that is accelerating its running!

How surprised people will be when a seed germinates on a cliff and mussels reveal dazzling pearls! However, in the face of its constant struggle day and night, in the face of its daily grinding of sand, how natural it is.

It turns out that unexpected success is often common sense.

once in a while

How many accidents have you experienced in your life? Can you remember each accident clearly? Can each accident give you a chance to refresh your mind? Maybe every accident has a story. Maybe everyone has had beautiful or painful accidents. Those accidents have given us a lot of wealth in life and are worth remembering. Accidental acquaintance, accidental smile, accidental understanding, accidental help, many accidents, in our memory, there will always be pictures left in the accidents of life.

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I admit that I am lonely, and it doesn't matter if I get used to loneliness. But I am a mortal and can't stand boring days, so to a great extent, I am more eager for excitement and noise than ordinary people. Therefore, I will wander in various networks on lonely nights. However, the internet in the middle of the night is as lonely as me.

Occasionally meet you, the clouds are light and the wind is light, plucking the petals of a tree; Occasionally you leave in a hurry, the autumn wind blows, and the dead leaves shake all over the floor. I want to relive it quietly and feel the beauty of the past, but it leads to confusion. I think I must have left something behind. To this end, I have found a home for my life, so that my soul is no longer floating and lonely.

There are many accidents in life and many helplessness in life. Sometimes the sky is beautiful and psychedelic. When you are helpless, you are sad and sad. Maybe I accidentally met you on a night with few stars in a month, and then I was helpless in the vast sea of people in the blink of an eye. Life is such an accident, very helpless ... it is the generated passion that makes us meet by chance. How wonderful the accident was. When this fickle beauty breaks the boundaries of each other and rushes to bondage, accidental beauty becomes eternal.

When we meet by chance, like a starry morning on a moonlit night, the breeze kisses my face, which is so intoxicating and sweet. Time is like light, like a shadow, quietly and gently slipping through your fingers. The accidental meeting turned into an accident. It is because of accident that it is particularly short, even in the blink of an eye, so this moment is particularly beautiful and precious. So, accidents are just accidents. You can't force it, and you can't wait or wait and create.

Is it arranged by the emperor? Is it accidental that you and I are so magical and subtle in the sea of people? At the moment when they met, collided and condensed, sparks burst out in their unexpected eyes. Ripples, even after calm, are still ripples around, spreading and touching the sea for a long time ... We meet by chance, but the light released at that moment will never be forgotten. Just by accident, but still so beautiful.

Meeting in this vast sea of people is actually a kind of fate, which makes people happy and sad, and that melancholy and hesitation are deeply entangled in their hearts. When I meet you online, I always feel that you have a sincere and fragile heart across the network cable. Facing the cold computer, my fingers gently show my concern and concern for you, but I am still wondering if this illusory concern will turn into a futile lock and lock myself firmly.

I tore up a calendar in my dream and waved it in the wind. Do you want to put this hesitation behind you? Or maybe you want to stop the day and let that yearning blow to you with the wind? Imagine all the good results, but the powerless thoughts are often knotted in my heart. Close your eyes tightly and feel the sound of your keyboard tapping and the deep love overflowing on your face. At that moment, I really wanted to say that word gently, saying that I was deeply attached to you.

The bank of life carries mutual understanding, but always fantasizes about the disillusionment and collapse of that ideal. Sensitive hearts can no longer bear the sadness of parting, but how can such illusory feelings bear the relentless passage of time? On the silver screen, there is a remarkable concern and desire, jumping in front of my eyes, and that is your concern. I sigh and want to accept it with a trembling heart, but I can't stare at the friendship overflowing in the flashing words.

Far away, you are like a star on the horizon, blinking your affectionate eyes and staring at me. I felt this clear moment, accompanied by that scene, but stubbornly resisted and avoided it. I prayed for Bodhi in my dream, so that I could fly close to you with the footsteps of the wind. Let me borrow your clothes. However, whether it is ashes or fallen leaves, the fragrance in the soil is still missing with the wind.

The wind rises and falls, and this accidental gathering plays, entangles, sighs and aftertaste in the vast sea of people. Is persistence really expensive? But I'm not sure what kind of realm this persistence is for me. Indulge in such a windy day, accompanied by confusion and dreams, happy with the fate, and scattered with the fate. In the cycle of life, there are mixed feelings, fantasies, confusion and struggles.

How about sharing that concern and concern with each other on this watery night? Don't say forever, no one can tell how far forever is. Don't talk about persistence, how difficult it is to adhere to people's will. In the vast sea of people, meeting is just an accident. The so-called fate of the person we will not miss is actually persistence. I told you, meeting each other is enough. I will lock this feeling in my memory, and this fate and this cherished friendship will turn into that flying flower and sing back and forth in your dreams and mine.

It's always the good things that flash by, and then it's helplessness to fill the pallor, helplessness to leave, helplessness to return to zero, helplessness at this moment, helplessness to tomorrow ... Life must be realistic, and everyone must face marriage, responsibility, career, society and life. Although there is a lot of helplessness, we still have to work hard. Helplessness contains a lot of bitterness and tears, and it also breeds joy and harvest.

I am glad that there was an accident, so I will carefully collect it. When I was lonely and helpless, I was also thinking about my accident. It was so beautiful and sweet that I will never forget it for a long time. However, my heart has to be closed, my smile has to be put away, my emotional door has to be pulled down, so that my heart can calm down in the swirling vortex and turn around silently. Don't blame me for leaving, because I have no choice. Don't ask me why, it's because of helplessness. Maybe you hate me, so I love you so helplessly. The moment I turned around, tears flowed through my heart, but I had to pretend not to care.

There are too many accidents in life, accidental happiness, accidental sadness, accidental calm, accidental ups and downs … and every accident can be the starting point of thinking and promote the pace of growth. If beauty can't last forever, let it freeze in an instant and interpret the eternal and beautiful picture.

once in a while

In the long years of life, time forms a unit, and it is frozen into an instant again and again. You may miss it, or you may master it. There are 365 days in a year, but how many moments can we experience and feel life? Many times, everything is too hasty. Let's walk through the coast and the post station like a passer-by. At this time, we need an accident to broaden our world.

Time is flowing all the time. You are waiting for an accident. You really need it to knock on your heart, so that life will not be too cold.

My sister once gave me an unusual experience. After studying abroad for several years, she finally has a chance to develop on the stage of her dreams. A university is deciding its future through an interview. My sister's work has been shown to the examiner, and she only needs an interview to pass the exam. My sister was so nervous about it that she even rushed home all night to tell us how he felt. Inadvertently, the next morning, my sister got up an hour early, so she had to go out early and wander on the road. Passing by the Thames in London and seeing the huge Ferris wheel standing by the river, she suddenly felt very powerful. "At that time, I really wanted to climb the' London Eye' immediately and see what the city I have lived in for so long is like from another angle!" My sister recalled. The huge Ferris wheel is called "London Eye". You will never feel its momentum unless you see it with your own eyes. It's like standing in another world between cities. I do know this, so my sister made up her mind to spend money to see the world with this "London Eye". "That feels good. As if the world under your feet is like a brocade, you feel that the world is infinitely wide. You can touch the sky with your hands and turn around, as if life had changed ... Looking at the world from another angle really broadens your horizons ... "

Hearing my sister say that the interview was a success, all her nervousness and confusion disappeared, and she kept talking, feeling that she was the only one left in the whole world.

I know that it was the infinite shock brought by the "London Eye" that made my sister see another world at a glance. In fact, this is another world that she is completely unfamiliar with and another understanding of life. This kind of understanding is very precious. If we can get eyes that can see the other side of things in our limited life, then there will be no shadow corner in everyone's heart. It's just that things often develop too fast for us to think.

In fact, the so-called "London Eye" is everywhere, but it is difficult for us to find it. After all, time does not allow us to think carefully. You want an accident, you don't need many times, you just need once, and you can feel the other side of life.

Friend, you need to seize the opportunity to give your life an accident and broaden your inner world. Isn't it more important than anything?

once in a while

"Accidental" is just accidental. If you add a little "occasionally" to your life rhythm, you may have unexpected effects. If you don't believe me, you might as well try. You can create one or two artificial "accidents" first. Although it doesn't seem to fit the definition of "occasionally", we can make so many exceptions occasionally in the long journey of life.

Occasionally, we can be a little free and easy. Even reached the realm that life does not bring and death does not bring. Sometimes you can just sit there, thinking nothing and doing nothing, and sometimes you can still enjoy yourself regardless of your exam results.

Occasionally, we will be romantic. You see, there is a man walking on the playground, walking in the rain, enjoying the scenery and mood in the rain. Although we are short of money, we still go to K occasionally to enjoy the delicious food on earth and enjoy the fun of life. It's not once or twice. How can we taste the ups and downs of life?

Occasionally chat with parents, communicate the different lives of two generations, coquetry, and talk about their ideals and learning methods. Communicate more. This is not a bad thing!

Occasionally, we often compare ourselves with classmates with good grades and put pressure on ourselves by making up for our shortcomings, but when we fail in the exam, we don't prevent ourselves from occasionally comparing ourselves with classmates who are worse than ourselves. In this way, we can find an inner balance, and we will not be devastated by failure. Let's rally.

once in a while ...

In this way, maybe a few decades later, you will suddenly find that almost everything buried in the deepest part of your memory is "accidental". "Occasionally" is quietly embellished with bright colors. Connect the "occasional" of a lifetime. You will also find that half of the pain and happiness are caused by one or two "occasional"! "Occasionally", what an ordinary and lovely word, but maybe this ordinary word will change your life.

Accidental? Inevitably!

How surprised people will be when a seed germinates on a cliff and mussels reveal dazzling pearls! However, in the face of its constant struggle day and night, in the face of its daily grinding of sand, how natural it is.

When 28-year-old Euler perfectly proved the conclusions reached by several mathematicians in just two days, the world was shocked. But when he was young, he was calm, and he already knew that this was the inevitable result: he knew the efforts he had made for it.

When it took steinmetz only three days to restart a machine that several engineers couldn't repair for months, the whole factory looked at him with new eyes. He said calmly: "All this stems from my accumulation for decades."

Yes, some people seem to succeed only because of luck, but behind that unexpected achievement, there is how much effort. So, everything makes sense again.

Isn't it Sima Qian? When he was punished by corruption, everyone thought he would sink. But he gritted his teeth; Swear to release the wonderful life with words. He melted the deepest feelings into a flowing chapter, and interpreted the eternal swan song of historians with blood and tears. It is really surprising that people who have suffered so much have achieved so much, but it is natural that such a proud person can finally shine in the long river of history!

When the rulers of the Qing Dynasty proudly watched Lin Zexu, who was anti-British, be demoted to Yili, the heroic old man led the people of Yili to wear the Star of Dai Yue, travel-stained, and dug canals to divert water to Xuefeng. He lingers at the bottom of his life, but he still does not forget to benefit the local people! And all this, isn't it from his sincere patriotic feelings and love for the people? In this way, in people's consternation, Lin Zexu did what he thought was the most important thing to do. His deeds will be immortal!

And not just personal? The same is true of the actions of a nation or even a country!

In 1970s, President Nixon visited China, which was a pioneering work that shocked the world. But isn't it because China has become stronger?

At the Asian-African Conference, the representative of China kept calm, turned the tide, and made great contributions to promoting world peace and development. When the representatives of other countries gave thumbs up in surprise, how could they not admit that this was China? The real strength of this country that is accelerating its running!

How surprised people will be when a seed germinates on a cliff and mussels reveal dazzling pearls! However, in the face of its constant struggle day and night, in the face of its daily grinding of sand, how natural it is.

It turns out that unexpected success is often common sense.

Accidental words

Passing by, accidentally meeting, accidentally looking at each other ... is always accidental, and all accidents have become a matter of course. How many times have I asked myself what an accident is? What was the unexpected ending? What did you leave for yourself in the end? Always a mystery, an inextricable knot. How many times I turned around and tried to catch the accident that passed by, only to find that I couldn't do it. I didn't catch what I wanted, but I gave myself indelible pain. How many times have I tried to cover up my wounds and come out of my sadness, only to find that I was completely deceiving myself, but in the end I made myself more and more painful and difficult to extricate myself. How many times have I said to myself, it's not worth it to leave and forget, but

It's not worth it, but so much persuasion is a hypocritical excuse, which can't be freed and forgotten. At this point, it has become a memory, and it has left itself an irreparable wound that can never be compounded by a sword. No one can make it forever! Even if one day he has amnesia, it can only make people forget the past temporarily, because amnesia is always temporary. After restoring his memory, he will still think of the past that he can't forget, and it will even hurt more ... just like drowning his worries with wine, the days after waking up are still the same, the memories are still the same, and the time he once had. ...

once in a while

Behind the lush foliage in our daily life, we can often hear some people talking about those who have made achievements: "This is purely accidental." They attributed his success to accidental luck, that is, objective conditions. However, I don't quite agree. Just like a fruit tree, can you attribute its lush leaves entirely to natural conditions? Of course not. First of all, this fruit tree should have a solid foundation. This foundation comes from our deepest beliefs and goals. After witnessing the fact that many people died of smallpox, the famous doctor Chen Na made up his mind to beat the disease. With such firm belief and unremitting efforts, he finally discovered vaccinia. Imagine: there are thousands of people dealing with cows all day. Why did this "accident" to save all mankind happen to Qin Na? Of course, this fruit tree must have a stable supply of nutrients, which is the accumulation of experience. There are few successful people at home and abroad who have not achieved fruitful results through study and hard work, such as the famous saying: "Opportunities never patronize unprepared minds." In other words, there are many such accidents, but only those who are experienced and talented can notice and catch them! Thirdly, if fruit trees want to grow well, they must always prune branches and buds. This is a serious and rigorous attitude. In this regard, mankind has made countless achievements: Fleming's concern made him discover penicillin from the Petri dish he tried; A famous astronomer caught the orbit deviation of Uranus and discovered Neptune. Chemists noticed the error of air molecular weight, found rare gases, and so on. How many "accidents" can a rigorous attitude find in life? Life is changing rapidly, and there are accidents from time to time. Everything is accidental. As long as we have those discerning eyes armed with knowledge, we will certainly find them. As the saying goes, "Hard work pays off." I also want to say that opportunities pay off. Our life is the fruit tree, and she needs a willing heart to cultivate it. As long as we work hard, she will repay us with fruitful results. Some senior three students think that writing a model essay is a bit like killing the chicken with a cow knife, not to mention. In fact, too many philosophical concepts and atypical cases can't make the argument of the article strong and clear. This seemingly plain article provides us with a successful example. The article directly cuts into the theme, grasps the essence, refutes the wrong viewpoint and lays out the ideas of the argument. The author skillfully uses the metaphor of "a fruit tree" to dig out the accidental inevitability behind the leafy fruit tree and deepen it step by step. It is logical and vivid. Birds fly across the sky, birds fly across the sky, leaving no trace. However, at this accidental moment, I clearly heard the songs of birds, and when their wings passed by, they shed colorful notes. I want to write a kind of beauty, a kind of accidental beauty in life, just like a person in a brick crack. When I was very young, I lay on the grass. Perhaps a bird inadvertently brought it to this space, but it repaid this little luck with a lifetime of green. Or like a twinkling meteor in a cloudless night in Wan Li, it illuminates people's eyes in an instant without warning. I remember when I was very young, I lay on the grass of youth and looked at the smiling sun in early summer. Its light is intimate and ordinary. My friend plays house next to me. Suddenly, one of them was cute, put a fresh buttonwood leaf on my face and giggled. In her laughter, I saw a green sun, a soft light, flowing and jumping along the veins of leaves, like a stream, like a song, as beautiful as magic. I remember one morning, no, it was the last night. I woke up strangely and suddenly, and there was silence around me. All my roommates are still in yesterday's dream. So I got up and walked out of the dormitory. The outside world is covered with snow, and the sky is pure blue-gray. No one can bring up such a lonely color on the palette. The snow is reflected a little blue, just like the leisurely and soothing language in a poem. I never know how many times the world has been ruled by such wonderful colors, and whether it is a small miracle in my thin experience. Another night on the bus, I couldn't help being immersed in English words as the body shook. The words in the book are not very clear, the surrounding sounds are vague, and the lanterns dancing outside the window are ignored. I feel like I've been sitting all my life. Suddenly, a brake made me suddenly look up. I don't know, it seems like a miracle is calling-I saw crystal-like patterns painted on the window glass, flowers, birds, leaves, airplanes, footprints, spire houses on the soft steam ... Neon smiles reflected on these windows immediately show a lovely circle, which is the color of dreams and the art shining in the bus at night. Which happy person created it? Thought of here, I smile. Well, I use my fairy-tale heart to feel the little chance, the wonder of chance and the innocence of imagination in life. They are very inconspicuous, but I know that their entry into my life is an accidental little beauty that should be cherished. The accidental moment of the window clock condenses into water in the author's keen eyes. A brief comment on the beauty of the present has injected fresh vitality into the monotonous and tense senior three life and given spiritual support to the feelings that cannot be vented. After reading this article, we have tasted the original flavor of life, that is "truth", and "truth" is the life of the article.

Accidental sentimentality

When I think of this topic, I just don't know if I should write it. Do I have enough courage to write it? I don't know

I always feel full recently, but I still feel something is missing. In class that day, my classmates and I talked and laughed, but the laughter was exaggerated, so I couldn't laugh anymore. In this way, a person secretly said, "I'm so sleepy, I didn't take a nap yesterday, and I slept very late at night ..." I shed tears, and others couldn't see me. It suddenly occurred to me that I wouldn't live long. I may always feel uncomfortable recently, and people around me are just like passers-by, saying their own things. I think I am lonely. Will I die like this? It's a bit of a fuss, but this is my job. I like daydreaming alone, and I can't finish thinking ... Suddenly, I shed tears, not because I am afraid of death, but because I can't resist the gurgling sadness. I am not that kind of fragile woman, tender and pitiful. I have done many things by myself as long as I can remember. I believe the fortune teller has calculated my life, although I don't believe in superstition. It is said that no one can be trusted.

So, I want to handle everything by myself. Some people say you are stupid. Isn't it? I stubbornly think not. Perhaps, that's called not letting go, not letting go of the burden in the shadow. I'm on a road, a road where I don't care about anyone, only me, the sunset and the bushes in front ... that's a similar sentence in my high school composition, which was praised by the teacher as a profound model essay. It turned out that the idea at that time was much more strange. I seldom contact with people outside, and I will talk to myself accordingly. I don't care about the eyes of many outsiders. My ambition doesn't allow the young people of our time to be distracted. Everyone is full of ambition. As I wrote in my last article, the sky at that time was dazzling, but full of colorful bubbles scattered by the sun. ...

It seems that the university has just begun, but I have entered the junior year and I am crying again. As I said, I'm really not a crying girl, especially when I think about my parents. I'm not flaunting myself as a filial daughter. Honestly, I'm not. I seldom call them regularly like others to say hello and care about them. I always expect them to call me. If not, it's their fault. I think so, too. I always feel that I am still their child and deserve to be concerned. I just hope ...

I went home for the Spring Festival last year. The Spring Festival is a big festival in our country and also in China. Our extended family is reunited at the end of the year. We visit relatives everywhere and greet each other in the New Year. Everyone is beaming. Children are the happiest because they have new clothes and many delicious foods. I am always happy, because I always have new clothes, lucky money and delicious food. But other people my age don't have these happy gifts. Children my age are already adults to their parents, so they don't need these. But, I know. There is no one who does not smile and greet others. When I got home, it was early in the morning. The air in my hometown is different from that in Chongqing. It's fresh and smells like winter, not hot pot and car exhaust. In Chongqing, I often feel that I can't breathe well, but at home, I only feel cold. Mom and dad are still mom and dad. As soon as I got home, they cooked me hot meals. I cried again, because I saw that they were all short, so I grew so big. ...

I always thought I was a child, a child in the arms of my parents.

This picture always comes to my mind from time to time. It is precious and warm. This is a memory ... Now, my father will still say something about me, such as let me eat well, dress well and take care of myself. That's all he can say, and he thinks it's the most worth pursuing. All these are happiness. What has changed is that he will nag me about a lot of money and tell me that he can only support himself now, and he usually spends too much and has no savings; Let me earn it myself, or ask my mother or brother for it. My heart hurts like this. I became a burden ... I don't want those precious things to get moldy in front of money. The moment I decided to walk away from you, I knew I should take good care of you. I really hope you will be happy in your old age. Please don't make me too much. I miss the smell of home, the only thing in my heart that can't be measured by money … I hate, really hate the relationship maintained by money, then? Why don't you lie to me? Even if you really don't want to care about me anymore, I am still very grateful to you. Please lie next time! Say to me, "Do you need anything else from me?" I won't let you do anything for me, but I like listening to that sentence very much, and I like when I am still missed; No, not a burden. If so, please don't let me know. I'm afraid I'll be sad.

I'm not a bad boy, and I don't like crying. So, I carefully put away those shadows and diaries. Now that I am reduced to this world, I have to be a man, a person with proper strokes, and it is not easy to be a man. It is even more difficult to be a person who everyone says is good. I can't help but care about how others wrote those two strokes. This society scares me, fraud and gossip, as well as "language" that can bring me back to life. So, I have a request for the first time, please, please give me a life without a mask. My fear and laziness make me afraid to do "stupid things". In addition, I like the romance of flowers and reality, and the requirements are not high. Along the way, none of us forgot to shed tears. Everyone around me is my own protagonist. I only let them put on their coats when it is cold ... God doesn't care who has enough to eat and wear warm clothes, and neither do they, for me. It's already morning, and I'm still gambling on my youth, staying up all night trying to get rid of it. I miss my dream home.

That wheat field ... I forgot the last time the wheat waves rolled.

I'm just a child spoiled by my imaginary mother. ...

Happiness is so far away from me, but they have it, and I, just standing by, am a spectator.