Extract about 300 words from beautiful fragments.

A cup of tea, a chess piece, an opponent, the audience. In a word: "Watching chess without saying a word is a true gentleman, and there is no gentleman at the beginning" is enough to reflect all kinds of life of a chess game.

chinese chess

Have some tea and kill your opponent. The fragrance is in my mouth, in my heart, in my heart. At this time, chess is like a field battle. The two armies confronted each other, eyeing each other. After several rounds, the generals-cars, horses, guns-did not exist. At this time, a pawn stood out and advanced from the south, tearing open the defense line again and again, reversing Gan Kun and turning defeat into victory. He, a pawn, played a decisive role in times of crisis, bravely and without flinching. Looking outside the house, cherry blossoms whirled in the air, drawing a beautiful arc, and suddenly thought: life is nine times out of ten unsatisfactory. In every crisis, we should carry forward the spirit of pawn, shouldn't we? Go ahead and you will win.

But the purpose of chess is very strong, or for one purpose-winning handsome. Isn't life like this? Ambition can get rid of difficulties, and fighting for goals will make you get twice the result with half the effort. People without ideals will only get twice the result with half the effort. People who have no thoughts are not so much enterprising as walking dead. Ambition is like giving charcoal in the snow, just like there is light in the dark. You can really say "there is another village"!

★ Go ahead

If chess is a field battle, then Go is bound to be a battle of wits and wits. Fencing competition requires a strong sense of overall situation and a strong concept of overall situation. There seems to be an unequal relationship between black and white players. For example, a white player only needs 65,438+078 to win the game, and a black player needs 65,438+084. If you don't work hard, the victory will be lost. "Adversity makes talents." What a wonderful quote. Playing games should take the overall situation into consideration, and it is better to sacrifice one person than save the whole army. Never "pick up the sesame seeds and lose the watermelon". I thought to myself: Isn't that what society is like now? Win a little profit, get carried away. Remember that "water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it"!

You can't just rely on caution. You must learn to plan ahead, plan ahead, and 36 plans are inevitable. It is more reliable to draw the tiger away from the mountain. Be sure to take it step by step and be foolproof! Retreat is also a good policy. Haven't you ever heard of "retreat for progress"? When you can't have it both ways, it is supreme wisdom to weigh the weight and take care of the overall situation.

Life-chess, life is like a chess game. One careless move will lose the whole game. ...

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I love autumn because of its color, water, wind and harvest. Autumn gives people unlimited enjoyment, enrichment and reverie.

I like autumn, first of all, because of its color. This is because the colors in winter are too depressing, the spring is too bright and the summer is too dull. Only autumn is crisp, sunny and full of harvest, which is pleasing to the eye.

I love autumn, secondly because of its autumn water. The deeper the autumn water, the more colorless it is. This is the clearest time of the year, without any impurities. Living in the world of mortals for a long time, standing by the lake of Qiushui can receive the effect of peace of mind, wash away the troubles in your heart, and purify and sublimate your mind. In the early Tang Dynasty, Wang Bo's poem "Autumn Water * * * is one color in the sky", which I thought was a praise for autumn water's mind, demeanor and realm.

I love autumn because of its autumn wind. I think autumn wind is the wind of righteousness, and all decadent things are frightened in front of it. Autumn wind is the only wind with suffocating air, which makes the earth cleaner and more lovely and further optimizes species. There is infinite hope in the autumn wind.

I like autumn, because autumn is the harvest season. The earth in autumn is full of the joy of harvest, and everywhere exudes the warmth of hard work and return. Through joy and warmth, I can always feel the hardships and sweat behind me, making the harvest more attractive.

I like autumn. Love her reality and love her maturity.

● Spring, summer, autumn and winter, with four distinct seasons, are the most beautiful scenery endowed by nature. Flowers are fragrant in spring, sunny in summer, Ye Er in autumn and snow and frost in winter; Spring is prosperous, summer is lush, autumn is gorgeous and winter is pure; Spring is vigorous, summer is noisy, autumn is lofty and winter is quiet; There are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. American famous sentences describing the four seasons, just like the changing seasons, have their own aesthetic feeling and charm. Everything the elder said is ready. In my mind, autumn scenery is the most beautiful of the four seasons.

Everything is complacent in the wait and see. The so-called poetic style is nothing more than natural beauty in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Only those who know how to appreciate can appreciate its beauty. Autumn scenery is the most poetic. Lush trees, blooming flowers and thick grass. Lush plants and beautiful scenery are the beautiful world endowed by nature. It's really intoxicating and haunting. Birds in the forest, butterflies in the flowers and dragonflies on the grass represent the songs of life. Listening to cicadas in the forest, enjoying lotus flowers in Chi Pan and boating on the lake are the best enjoyment. There is a cool autumn wind blowing head-on, and it feels so comfortable and amazing. The starry autumn night, the bright moon, the bright starry sky and the breeze bring people a lot of reverie and fantasy, which can't help but make people feel deeply moved. How many beautiful scrolls are painted by how many painters, and how many touching poems are written by how many literati and poets. It's really picturesque and fascinating.

Since ancient times, autumn has been a symbol of sadness, a manifestation of decline and a barometer of melancholy in life. Qu Yuan said, "Autumn wind is blowing, and Dongting waves are under the leaves." Song Yudao: "Alas, Qiu is angry! The bleak vegetation shakes down and becomes weak. " Cao Pi also wrote the same poem in Ge Yanxing, "The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, and the vegetation is like frost." Nature is full of depression and fallen leaves, which first catches people's eyes. The image of nature makes people produce a kind of * * *, which is naturally associated with the four seasons of life from the four seasons of the universe. "A monk who doesn't know the number of Jiazi knows the autumn in the world." Autumn leaves fall, things and people, and sadness comes from them. As Lu Ji's "Wen Fu" said, "Sad leaves fall in autumn and joy comes in spring." The fading and glory of things lead to inner sadness and joy.

The beauty of autumn lies in the car.

Some people's eyes are like autumn, and some people's Shen Feng is like autumn.

The beauty of maple trees in autumn is not only red in the frosted plains; And still in the cool breeze.

When the leaves gradually became sparse, Lin Qiu showed its elegance, that kind of free and easy without any modification, detached from the worldly prosperity.

The most touching thing is that the sunset is reflected in Lin Qiu. It was so drunk that it set off the deepening dusk in the sky. The cool evening breeze is a beautiful and sad beauty with twilight. It makes you want to shed a few tears of your life experience, but you are frightened by the fading drunken red. You are willing to condense your unrestrained emotions.

Autumn is cold, a gust of wind has passed, and the bare trunk is trembling with a few dead leaves that refuse to go, whizzing silently. Suddenly, a fallen leaf floated into the page I opened. Black and yellow color, the edge has long been damaged, curled up, I do not know what insect bite is full of sores. I suddenly thought of sadness. Didn't I just put it on hold for an autumn in my heart?

I feel sorry for autumn, and I love autumn, too. Whenever the first fallen leaf falls from the dense green, whenever the cool autumn rain moistens my curtains silently, that kind of sadness mixed with sweetness will surge up, leading to a strand of concern, and a long "alas" will slip from my lips and fall into my heart, turning into inexplicable sadness.

Isn't life like this dead leaf? After the fleeting thick green, it turns yellow and black again, fluttering to the ground, and I don't know where it is buried.

Another gust of wind blew, and Ye Er trembled on the page, trying to fly away. I covered it, wanted to embed it in the book, and felt that the words in this book were too hot to bear this cold shape, so I had to find another one.

In every pond, there is the smell of the ocean. In every stone, there is a shadow of desert. So the poet said: a clover, plus my imagination, is a vast grassland. Walking in the field of autumn moon, I remembered a poet's inquiry to old Tolstoy: Does everything/maturity/hang its head? Yes, every step we have taken will become the past, whether it is a happy meeting or a painful parting, but please believe that every song we have sung will not disappear in an instant, whether it is eager expectation or affectionate memories, as rosa luxemburg said: "Wherever I go, as long as I live, the sky, clouds and the beauty of life will be with me!" A narrow and selfish mind will become its own hell, while a broad and cheerful mind will become a paradise for others. There is only one layer between hell and heaven. And all the flames of jealousy always start with burning yourself. An old writer told me, "How long has your foot been trampled?" ? But don't regret it, as long as you step on the truth, whoever steps on it will have depth. "When you finally win the flower of success, don't you miss the intersection of the past? Don't you miss the old wood in the luxurious house you rebuilt successfully? It sometimes takes many years to trust someone. Therefore, some people have never really trusted anyone all their lives. It's meaningless if you only trust those who can please you. If you believe everyone you meet, you are a fool; If you trust someone without hesitation and in a hurry, you may be betrayed by the person you trust so quickly; If you trust a person only for some superficial need, then annoying suspicion and betrayal may follow immediately; But if you dare not trust someone who is worthy of your trust, you will never get the sweetness of love and the warmth of the world, and your life will be bleak. Trust is a feeling of life, trust is also a noble emotion, and trust is the bond between people. You have an obligation to trust another person unless you can prove that that person is not worthy of your trust; You also have the right to be trusted by another person, unless you are proved to be untrustworthy.

Xinding quandong

Everyone has a clear spring in his heart, which washes your soul and nourishes your life. Just because of the complexity of daily trivial life, it masks her beautiful voice and blurs her clarity and transparency.

The night is quiet, and nature is silent. At this moment, you can remove the heavy mask, remove the fence of the heart garden and really look at yourself. In the depths of life, you finally hear a leisurely and crisp voice. This is a poem of truth, goodness and beauty. Like a shower, like a spring breeze, soft and meaningful.

The moon is hidden and the stars are present, and the wind is light. At this time, you can face up to your naked conscience and get out of the secular fan box. At the height of your soul, you finally feel an inevitable rhythm. This is a true, good and beautiful song! Like the bright moon, like the autumn sun, indifferent and quiet.

When traveling against the wind, whenever you look back at the bumps and mud behind you, one after another, one after another, your heart will suddenly surge ... finally you realize that life does not believe in tears, and failure does not mean killing success! There is no eternal luck in the world to make you complacent forever. What eternal misfortune in the world makes you miserable forever?

The glory of life is not ordinary, but mediocre! So think more about when the spring breeze is proud, as long as you don't betray the original intention of beauty; When you are embarrassed and frustrated, look forward to it a little more, as long as you don't make up a bitter dream that you don't wake up!

Put out jealousy like fire with your heart, wash away vanity like dust with your heart, and life will be infinitely relaxed. Whispering hearts clearly tell you that people's hearts are not as sinister as you think, and life is not as gloomy and heavy as you render!

Stay away from despicable fights, avoid worldly disputes, approach Ding Dong's heart and listen to Ding Dong's heart. ...

Relive the good mood; Soothe a tired heart; Looking back on the cold life.

Listen to your heart and let your thoughts go deep and pure; Listen to your heart and make your life richer and more vivid.

Xishui

A transparent stream is as clear as a mother's eyes.

In spring, your eyes are gorgeous;

In summer, your eyes are thick green;

In autumn, your eyes are clear;

In winter, you are tired-close your eyes and stop singing.

You breathe in the clouds in the blue sky, the sunset glow at dusk and the stars in the night sky; And left me as a child.

Oh! The rustling sugarcane forest and sweet wind by this stream once blew my childhood dream! I am lying beside you, leaning on my mother's chest, feeling very happy. ...

You are an ancient song in our life-

You see the procession riding donkeys coming, and some suona play funeral music;

You saw several burly men carrying heavy wooden coffins and sending the old man up the hillside;

You heard it too: the unicycle at the foot of the mountain crunched on the barren land. ...

Without you, who will leave us with natural colors;

Who will record the joys and sorrows of the mountain people for us?

Transparent stream, you gave me a pair of eyes that can distinguish colors.

When I am by your side and find myself a teenager, I want to go far.

Send me out of the mountain like you raised my mother!

mournful winds and monotonous rains

I really want to get caught in a rain, and I really want the rain to wash away that memory. Maybe the rain will wake me up. The feeling of raindrops hitting the face will make people confused whether it is tears or rain, so I can say: boys don't cry!

Rain gently and softly sprinkled on the earth, washed away all the dirty dust on the earth, giving people a clean feeling, but the cold rain could not wash away my gray mood! I walked out of the noisy street, and the world of lights was so far away from me. I walked to the middle of the avenue and stood there, only the sound of rain before and after, and people didn't know where to hide. Great! Holding an umbrella, I feel so soft and warm that I can hardly breathe. There have been scenes, and one shot after another seems to have been discussed a long time ago, slowly passing by my eyes in the rain, slowly passing by. ...

Rain fell from the sky on the umbrella and wet my cold body. I just stood there, I don't know how long I've been standing, and I don't know if I'm tired. I can no longer choose to stare at you with such a sad look, and my feeling of happiness has turned into heartache! I can't see whether the rain is horizontal or oblique, and my umbrella doesn't know which direction to cover. An umbrella, a person, walking in the wind and rain is so lonely! Then turn around silently and leave that corner. It's just a quick glance, but it's enough for me to relive the whole day.

The rain stopped slowly, and the bleak autumn wind blew away the golden maple leaves all over the ground, turning them into tears and drifting away into clouds. My heart is lost, but I can't find it with the bleak autumn wind! Fall to the ground and become dust. Who, until what time, looks up at the rainbow that can only be seen in the sky, looks back at the wind and can't see the dust; Perhaps the water grows eastward, and things are different; Perhaps the fate of this brush has passed in retrospect! Perhaps my imagination is so rich that I forget that I am not a god; Maybe I was so stubborn that I forgot that God disposes. I am not a god, but I hope that the gods will be moved and God will be in charge, but I believe that God knows. Find a piece of pure land to plant roses and draw a blueprint instead of the sky. I hope that the four seasons will be free and the flowers will be gorgeous; I hope the autumn wind is like a song!

Life is like tea.

Drinking tea is a state of mind, feeling that the body and mind have been purified, filtering out impetuousness, and precipitating deep thinking. Tea is a kind of emotional appeal, a kind of silence that I want to talk about; A sadness of wanting to laugh; A kind of loneliness after the excitement of "a thousand red cups and a million beautiful kilns".

Tea is a collection of spring memories. You can feel the lazy sunshine in spring when you drink tea in any season. Sitting in a person's room, pouring a cup of tea and watching the tea turn will often give birth to many feelings: tea needs to be boiled to be fragrant, and life needs to be tempered to be calm. No matter who you are, if you can't stand the changes in the world, you may not be able to taste the fragrance of life. Look at that tea. When it first rushed into the water, it rolled back and forth in the water. Isn't it just like us who are new here? Hit the wall everywhere, black and blue.

If so, I like tea. Whether casual or arty, although we still dare not say "taste" but only "drink", we have gone from just drinking tea to "smelling" the fragrance of tea, and now we can't live without tea for a day.

Life without tea really feels dull and boring.

As far as I am concerned, I like to make a cup of green tea on a lonely rainy night, sit by the window alone, watch the fallen leaves fall, listen to the sound of rain knocking on the window lattice, taste the shallow bitterness in the dense tea fog and faint tea fragrance, and think about the deep and faint thoughts. ...

Gently shake the teacup in your hand, look at the faint green tea or needles or tablets, up and down, around, ups and downs, changing different postures, trying to find a best balance point of your own. I am in a hurry and often can't wait for the tea to be ready, so I gently blow the cup to drive the tea vortex, watching the tea gather and disperse, but I can't help but separate. After sipping his tea, Ren's shallow bitterness rippled between his tongues, filling his teeth and throat. After that, I took a deep breath, and the lingering fragrance spread all over my lips, washing away all the fatigue and indifference. People seem to be drunk, hazy, and unwilling to wake up for a long time.

That night, the fragrance of tea filled the room, and the tea in the cup changed from light to thick, floating and heavy, gathering and dispersing, and slowly realized in the bitter fragrance: life is like tea.

Ideal faith

Spring blossoms! If you have experienced winter, then you will have the scenery of spring! If you have faith, then spring will be far away; If you are giving, then one day you will have a garden full of flowers.

Choosing self-confidence means choosing to be open-minded and calm, choosing to stand still in front of fame and fortune, choosing to hold your head high in front of power, raising the sail of self-confidence and showing the style of fighting.

The power of faith lies in that even in adversity, it can help you raise the sail of progress; The charm of faith lies in that it can summon up your courage to live even in danger; The greatness of faith lies in that it can urge you to keep a lofty heart even if you encounter misfortune.

Endurance is an inconspicuous persistence; It is a kind of perseverance that is not afraid of wind and rain; It is a kind of loyalty that does not seek fame or profit.

The building stands tall because it has strong pillars, and ideals and beliefs are the pillars of the building of life; The cabin breaks the waves because there is a compass to indicate the direction, and ideals and beliefs are the compass of the ship of life; The train goes to Wan Li Road because there are rails to guide it, and ideals and beliefs are the rails on the train of life.

After the storm, it will be the color of Tianshui where seagulls swim. Out of the thorns, the road ahead is covered with flowers. When you climb to the top of the mountain, there is a misty sky under your feet. In this world, a star falls, and the starry sky cannot be dimmed; A flower withers, and the whole spring can't be wasted.

Faith is a bird with wings for people, and faith is the wing of flying.

With persistence, loneliness on the journey of life can pave a blue sky; With persistence, loneliness can be interpreted as a row of geese; With persistence, happiness can blossom in the garden.

Sailing in the vast sea, getting lost, sailors will be buried at the bottom of the sea; Trekking in the vast expanse next door, getting lost and traveling to the wilderness; Seek the light of hope in endless exploration, lose your way, and you will miss your success and regret it for life.

Only when we set out can we reach our ideal and destination. Only by working hard can we achieve brilliant success. Only sowing can reap. Only by pursuing can we live a decent life.

The true feelings of human beings

Motherly love is a bitter persuasion when you are confused; Motherly love is an earnest reminder when traveling; Motherly love is a kind smile when you are lonely and helpless.

Motherly love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart warm as spring even in cold winter; Motherly love is a hot spring, which makes your feelings clear and quiet even if they are covered with the dust of years.

Motherly love is a drop of dew, kissing the dry soil. With its drizzle-like warmth and diamond-like persistence, it looks forward to the fertility of broken soil. Motherly love is not the freezing point of life, but a flowing river, which creates a beautiful emotional scene in our life.

Because of love, homeless people can return home; Because of love, a tired soul can be full of vitality as always. Longing for love is like starlight longing for each other to shine; Longing for love is like the song of the century, longing to be sung forever.

Missing is a song that allows you to read the rhythm in ordinary days; Missing is a kind of rain that makes you get wet in boring days; Missing is a piece of sunshine, which makes you clear in gloomy days.

Warmth is the floating spring rain; Warmth is the shadow of a smile written on the face; Warmth is a response without hesitation; Warmth is a meticulous cooperation.

"The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body" is about family relations; "It is enough to have a bosom friend in life, and treat each other with the same bosom" is about friendship; Love says: "Once the sea is short of water, it will always be amber"; "If you are selfish, the country will live and die. Why not avoid every cloud has a silver lining?" You are talking about loving the national conditions.

what is love ? Love is an inspiration, which can swell the sails of your life; Love is timely assistance; what is love ? Love is a smile that soothes your broken heart.

Love is a piece of sunshine that shines in winter, making the poor feel the warmth of the world; Love is the spring in the desert, which makes people on the verge of despair see the hope of life again.

Friendship and mutual assistance

"Friends" can be understood as two moons sitting in the sky, taking care of each other and illuminating each other, which are indispensable, and that endless light is the link and bridge that connects each other! The long journey of life is full of sadness and loneliness. People who have no friends live in darkness, and people who have no friends are real orphans.

Friends are the shade of trees in summer, which brings you a cool feeling; A friend is the scenery in life, and the journey will be eclipsed without him. A friend is someone who comforts you silently when you are frustrated, and a friend is someone who shares with you when you are happy. A friend is someone who reminds you when you are proud and encourages you when you feel inferior. ......

Friendship comes from love. Stretch out your supporting hands when you fall; Send a ray of comfort when you are sad; When you are lonely, bring a heart fragrance.

We wrote a book with friendship, a thick book. In the book: friendship is like a pearl, which we wear together to form a bright necklace; Friendship is like colorful silk, which we cut and sew together into gorgeous clothes; Friendship is like a flower. Let's spread it together and cultivate colorful flower beds. Friendship is like oil painting. We match colors and paint a beautiful picture.

Friendship should be sown with sincerity, cared for with understanding and watered with enthusiasm.

The fire of friendship warms a friend's broken heart, illuminates the lost direction, dispels the gloom in loneliness and ignites the new hope of the loser.

Society needs love and human beings need help. Maybe just a small stake can save a drowning person; Maybe just a thin blanket can warm a frozen person; Perhaps just a word, a warm hand, can call back the hope of the disappointed. Then why don't we do it? Don't go away, let's give our love together. One person, two people, three people. Isn't that what we need to build the future of our motherland?

Summer's Blood

Quiet summer nights and clear winds always give me a feeling of tranquility. The bright moonlight pours like soft water and clear light, which means peace and harmony. Moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant.

I like to use moonlight to precipitate my mood, such as water moonlight, which I can drink. Open the window, let the moonlight flow quietly on the skin, and the light and elegant charm and fresh emotional appeal naturally flow in the heart. If you practice moonlight, your mood will become clear and soft in the moonlight, and suddenly all kinds of touches and beauty in your life will be vivid.

Once, I snuggled up in my grandmother's arms and counted the stars, enjoying the clear and quiet moonlight in the countryside leisurely.

Once, in Jingjing campus, I had a heart-to-heart talk with my classmates in the clear moonlight, and I realized the beauty and sadness of the past.

Once, in the moonlight like water, you and I went boating on Taihu Lake, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the world in the shadow of paddle lights, moonlight and lake water. The clear lake and the ethereal piano sound made me indulge in the gentle feelings of Jiangnan, and I didn't know where to go.

The flowers on the wall are moving, and it is suspected that the jade man is coming. Zhang Sheng meets Yingying, waiting for the west wing of the moon, and the guqin passes on meditation, waiting for the beautiful woman under the moon. Classical beauty. The bright moon is dyed in the west window, and the faint thoughts are also filled.

In the fleeting time, the moonlight is beautiful in the classical meaning and today's romance, bringing people infinite meditation and carefree intoxication.

The clear moonlight attracted me. I put on my clothes and went out. I stepped on the moonlight like water and slowly walked into the garden. Gardenia flower bathed in moonlight, cold dew, like a curtain of Qingyuan dream. Bamboo shadows dance lightly with the rhyme, like water and moonlight passing through, reflecting the brightness of the bright moon. Everything is full of agility in the moonlight. Secular noise and impetuousness, hesitation and hesitation, all melt in this moonlight. Suddenly enlightened, suddenly enlightened.

Like moonlight, you can drink it. It's like water flowing by, you can feel it.

Stand quietly on the garden path and listen to the silence. ...

It's raining quietly, only the thin sound of rain. The orange-red house, like an old monk in colorful robes, bowed his head and closed his eyes, accepting the baptism of rain. The wet red brick exudes irritating pig blood, which is in sharp contrast with the green laurel leaves under the wall. Gray toad, jumping in the wet and moldy mud; Under the gloomy net of autumn rain, it is the only thing full of joy and life. The mottled gray-yellow pattern on its back corresponds to the dreary sky in the distance, resulting in a harmonious tone. It jumped up with a plop, jumped into the mud from the grass nest, and splashed dark green water.

Rain, like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaves a soft net and nets the whole autumn world.

Autumn rain often falls, thin and dense. The wind is mixed with rain, and the rain falls with the wind. The rain gently washes everything on the earth, the ground is polished, and the leaves are constantly oozing raindrops full of particles. At dusk, the wind and rain slowed down. The sun climbed out of the clouds again and gave her afterglow to the earth. Yellow leaves reveal a faint reddish color in the soft sunshine, just like a shy girl's beautiful cheeks.

I regret this short-lived beauty, and I regret the fortitude of autumn leaves. It tried so hard to get rid of the shackles of the big tree, but didn't know that the leaves would eventually return to the roots? For such a short freedom, is it worth burying yourself in deep roots forever? But I think, maybe this is the spirit of autumn leaves. Their real purpose of getting rid of the shackles of big trees may not be freedom at that moment, but injecting themselves into the roots for the last time, so that the big trees can have sufficient nutrients in the cold winter. New and stronger leaves will grow on the branches next spring.

realize

In fact, learning to give up is more difficult than learning to persist, because it requires more courage and wisdom.

Giving up is a kind of wisdom, a kind of heroism and a deeper level of enterprising. We sometimes struggle because we carry too much; The reason why it is too heavy is because it will not give up. Fame and fortune often kill people with a smile. The poet Tagore said: If a bird's wings are tied with gold, it will not fly far away. Learn to give up, in order to unload all kinds of burdens of life, go into battle lightly, meet the turning point of life and survive the ups and downs; Only by knowing how to give up can we have a mature, more substantial, calm and relaxed self. Give up sadness, walk with happiness, give up fame and fortune, and step into a detached situation.

★ The happiness of life lies not in people's environment, people's status, what people can enjoy, but in how people's hearts correspond to life. Therefore, happiness is not determined by external things. The poor have their happiness, the rich have their happiness, the powerful have their happiness, and the humble have their happiness. In life, everyone has laughter and tears; In life, everyone has happiness and troubles, which is the true face of the human world.

When love shines on the cold heart like bright sunshine, we will find that love itself is a trembling chord, a kind of floral dispersion, lasting and warm, extending to others. From one hand to the other, from one person to another. This is the warmth floating from the depths of the lover's soul. It awakens a tired footprint and an indifferent heart in the spiritual world. Then, the loved one will light a match in his heart with a kind of warmth, although sometimes it is so weak.