Even if it s just a shallow footprint, realize personal value

After a volcanic eruption, lava will freeze into hard rock; Meteors will fly by, and the sky will shine with beautiful arcs; Life has struggled, and life will leave a solid footprint.

Inscription Like a gentle spring rain, like an autumn wind rustling in a thick fog, like a silent winter snow, the days are quietly turned page by page. Some have long since rotted away with the grass and trees, and some have just been filled with hazy hues scattered in the heart. Looking back, I wanted to pick up the past that I had neglected, but only found a few pieces of missing corners and few words, showing that time cannot be copied and reproduced.

The footprints of the journey of life are so blurred, we look back, think, and understand the relationship between giving and receiving.

Youth is too beautiful, so we enjoy and squander to our heart's content. But life is also too short, when we are old, looking back at the time, we will find that youth has not left footprints. So, a sense of loss came to our hearts, because our book of life lacked complete pages, we could not do anything, and the precipitation of time made us no longer young.

Friend, shouldn't we leave something for our youthful pages? Even if it's just a shallow footprint?

The mainstream of life should be Shouyanshui's non-stop struggle. Man lives in this world as a form, and struggle is the only commentary on it, because life cannot bear the lightness, because life cannot accept depravity, because life cannot tolerate mediocrity. Life is short, the white horse has passed the gap, and having life is the greatest luck, and going on the road with struggle will make life shine brightly!

Maybe those who write poems on the fallen leaves will grow old, maybe growth will come at the cost of loneliness, and the passing days are nothing more than a revelation for us to grasp today. In fact, who can have a fixed concept of a good day - a complete life? External reasons are important, but it is our own hard work that plays a decisive role.

More often than not, we have to wipe the dust of our hearts on the journey and dispel the fatigue of the trek with our own greetings. In the journey of life, we must use struggle to lay the foundation of our own life, grasp the value of our own life, and deduce the glory of our life.

The struggle should be repeated in the unwilling loneliness, only in this way will your life journey leave clear footprints.

Success is excellent ordinary;

There is no mountain taller than a man, no road longer than a foot;

There is no view of the familiar place;

Since he chose to be far away, he only cared about the wind and rain.

Youth is traceless, footprints are deep, you have left eternal memories in my heart, youthful.

On the shore, the willow trees are green, the fragrance of cornflowers wafts in the wind, and a girl in jeans sits next to the willow tree, her face full of comfort. The wind was blowing her hair, what a beautiful summer.

Feed! What are you doing? Scare my fish away!

A tall boy was stunned for a moment, then pouted and said, "Hmph! Your fish?

What's the big deal with fish! The girl's crisp voice like a brass bell sounded again: "What did you say?

Didn't you see me fishing? Listen to songs so loudly, sing so loudly. Fish are very timid.

Hey! Didn't you know this was a park? 'Public' Garden!

Anyone can come in and play as much as they want. "And then? You're just going to run in and make trouble, and come here to scare my fish away?!

I didn't mean to. "Hah! You didn't mean it, you did it on purpose.

Why are you like this! "Why are you like this! ”

It's really not a fight, I don't know each other, two people with the same short temper, and finally they became people who meet for a lifetime!

They used to see the sea together, the sunrise together, the cherry blossoms together, and the ...... together

I have to go. I got my PhD and went to France for four years. If you could wait for me, I don't think we'll be together anymore.

The boy lowered his head, he did not dare to look at the girl. The girl was stunned for a long time, and slowly appeared with a rare faint but friendly smile. The cloudiness of the under-eye slowly became clear, and the longing for the pupil to be attached, but the longing was as fragile as a layer of glass.

She said, "You ......."You can't ...... itNot going? She didn't know how glorious and difficult it was to get a doctorate. However, she just wanted him to stay.

They have the same personality, they have a hot temper and quarrel every day, but quarrels also have fun, she thought.

Her cuteness doesn't suit me, we're both too irritable, so let's take this opportunity to let go. If it's not suitable, why be together? He thought.

She went to the airport to see him off. Before getting on the plane, he gave her a wishing bottle. "There are a thousand stars in the bottle.

He smiled. The girl was stunned. "A thousand stars represent unapologetic love.

No regrets? ......She muttered as she watched. He got on the plane, and the plane flew so fast that it kept flying in the heart of the blue sky.

She suddenly noticed that there was also a note inside. When I took it out, I saw a piece of paper scented with willow and cornflower. It reads neatly:

I will never forget, that girl snuggled by the willow tree, that summer blown by the wind. There is no sound in the footsteps of the heart, but it leaves a deep footprint. ”

The original text is as follows:

Hurry" The stars are moving, the vicissitudes of the world, and then looking back at every string of deep and shallow footprints behind him, there are always many things worth missing, this is life.

Life in the world, whether it is good to live or to live, is a kind of difficulty, absolute chic and easy is unimaginable for anyone, from the day we fell to the ground, we are destined to carry the weight forward, we bear many responsibilities and obligations is the real content of our life.

Time is like an arrow, time is like a shuttle, a year has passed, another year, the days are quietly reincarnated day and night, and unconsciously, they have begun to step into the ranks of the year of establishment. Looking back on the past, there are too many things worth recalling in the past, there are too many beautiful things worth recalling in the past, and there are unbearable things to look back on in the past, and I don't want to recall the past, but no matter what, everything has become a thing of the past, everything has become history forever, and the only thing worth feeling is the rush of the years and the fleeting of time.

I remember that when I was in junior high school, I learned a piece of Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry" in Chinese class, and now I read this prose again, what a different feeling it should be! The following is the original presentation of this lyrical prose, I don't know what kind of feeling should everyone feel in their hearts after reviewing the old and knowing the new?

This article is written on his blog.

It depicts the winter scene in a simple way, and vividly shows the scene at that time.