waiting

In participating in the whole construction of the soul, we will find that we are doing less, but the result of the effort can give birth to a lot of beautiful thoughts of the waves and fruit.  For the sake of a little bit of pain now, and giving up the fragrance of beautiful blooming flowers, who can say that such a thing is worth it?  We will look at the steps we have taken.

We will not regret it because we choose to persist, nor will we be confused because we choose to leave the comfort zone. All we do is to purify and sublimate our cultivated souls and gradually move away from the original.  The rough, and eventually returned to the original rough.  The context of human life is a complete open loop, with each node being closed and moving toward the next open loop.

Does anyone believe that the essence and splendor of life are not the result of designing in their own hands?  !  We all know the beautiful look that life has to grow up. Just like the pearls that grow up in the sea, we must drink our own tears and use our inner dust as food to eat. Although hardship is not a life of one’s life.  Necessities, but any beautiful wave of life calls requires the flapping of distant waves.  Only the romantic fluctuations of the waves under the waves of the waves will be discovered by those who love freedom and pursue beauty.

  If there is an afterlife, I will turn into a spray in the sea. I will run bravely on the skin of the fish, slap on the rocks by the sea, and pursue the giant ship that is in the ocean.

  Maybe the fish will talk to me and will sing the songs that they will sing loudly on the happiest days together.  I will also look up at the round moon above my head. On a sunny day, the waves that lie quietly lie on the body will map the command of the moon and the lines of the body and the line next to the line.  A mysterious black hidden treasure.  When I waved to the moon goddess, the long-sleeved goddess in the Guanghan Palace touched my scarred face with her gentle hand, and gently passed over me.

If I can change freely, what kind of object I want to be the most, or what kind of person I want, I think, if I want to be a person who can magic, the most exciting thing for me is to turn it into a meeting.  Flying birds, singing cheerful songs, imaginatively recalling their childhood, with a broken heart, happily flying under the heavens, flying on the island.  I will say hello to the fishermen, and I will sing a happy slow song to the joyful people running on the beach.  Who will understand why I sing?

Who can understand what I am singing?  Do things I have to do have a so-called meaning?  I can't find the so-called noble meaning. I only know that people live the biggest goal. For me, it is to get rid of vulgarity, live noble, live worth, and do things, my heart, my favorite person. 

He will tell me everything.  He gave me a simple beginning, and the courage in my heart gave me the courage to achieve my perfect self, so that my stupid person became wise, and let this reckless person become quiet and calm, let me  This lonely person has become warm.  I am not thinking of what I am doing as a heavy burden or a forced choice. If I have never thought of it, I am a liar. At least five years ago, I thought that work would be self-destructive.  The process of lying down, doing nothing or doing something that is not marginal is the original style of life.

I want to mention death again. I don’t have any good theory in the face of the recovery of death. In addition to doing things well and making him perfect, I have no strong resistance to weapons.  The length of life is not the person's annual ring, but what kind of effort has been made in what has been done, and what level has been reached.  When I did not enter the field of writing, all my secret weapons that could resist death were nothing but God.  But when I picked up the pen and started painting on paper, my heart had hoped. In the face of the recovery of death, I had a detached silence. It was a text that jumped on paper. He was my soul.  The ladder of purification is the most powerful resistance weapon for my life to decline. 

Now I continue to understand why many heavenly geniuses face death and poverty in a calm way, because they know that it is not money or matter that makes life meaningful. They are just a necessary pedal to support life to greatness.  Without such a pedal, it would be difficult to get on the stairs.  I don't think that hardships will give birth to good works, but I think that the fruits of suffering can be too romantic and hard. Only those who burn the flame of love in their hearts will not give up the confidence of struggle before disappointment.  And the power of advancement. 

I have seen the meteor in the sky, and I have squeezed through the bustling crowd. The mood is a woman who is not good at serving. If she is a little bad for her, she will lose her temper and will make you mess up.  Whether you have the glory of yesterday or the humbleness of today, this will have no effect on the sun in the sky. Why is the firmness of the sun so unconstrained by thoughts?  Because the sun does not need any comfort and heat, he is always a self-illuminating, self-illuminating life.

I remembered the childhood song, I want to plant a sun in my heart, let him always shine the way I am going.  Illuminating the humbleness of my heart, illuminating my inner uneasiness, loudening my inner fear.