Essay on Seeing the World with a Third Eye .

I no longer believe in my eyes, I thought my left eye was nearsighted and my right eye was farsighted, no matter how wide my eyes were open, in fact I never saw far and near at the same time.

There is no need for unnecessary insistence in this world, no river can run along its inherent course forever, and it may rush out of another path at any time. Your self-righteous insistence, in fact, behind this insistence has long been another village. Is there good and evil in this world, the good are alive, and the evil is also a lifetime, facing the world by nature, in fact, this world is more indifferent and tasteless after weighing alone.

Words and deeds can unconsciously interpret sincerity and kindness, but sincerity and kindness do not represent the meaning of survival. In fact, sincerity and kindness are just a small narrow blind road on one wide road after another, which is not only narrow, but also may be full of obstacles and obstacles, and occasionally disappear.

No matter how wide your eyes are, you can't see through the essence of many things and many people, maybe some of them are seen clearly, but you can't help the toss in your heart, kindness and sincerity are possessed by the end, just like a red-hot soldering iron that has left a deep imprint on eternity, and will unconsciously reflect on guilt and torture. The harm of thinking is to imagine perfection.

Noble is the epitaph of the noble, meanness is the pass of the mean. Kitajima's poems have also left a deep imprint on their lives like imprints.

In fact, the heart can be like a road, the more you step on it, the harder it becomes.

Look at the world, people, and the city with the third eye. Only the third eye is the eye of the sky, in fact, everyone can also be the second wolf god.

Dad said. The bubbles in the water are blown by fish.

Mom said. The bubbles in the water are played by fish.

I say. The bubbles in the water are the tears of the fish.

Human beings destroy the environment and discharge a large amount of wastewater, so that the fish have no place to stay and shed tears; The brutal killing of fish by greedy humans makes them cry; Humans keep fish in a small space in a goldfish bowl for them to watch, which is the lonely tears of the fish, but also the tears of longing for freedom.

Astronomers and farmers look at the stars together, and the former does not change the pattern of the universe by knowing the trajectory of the stars; The latter will not change the habit of sunrise and sunset because he does not know the trajectory of the stars. But there is one difference: in the face of a changing world, the former will always be able to deal with it calmly, while the latter may not be able to do so.

Therefore, when we observe society, we must not only see the phenomena that exist, but also use the third eye to see the essence through the phenomena, think deeply, and make correct judgments. Only in this way can we know ourselves, surpass ourselves, firmly establish correct values, and increase our immunity and ability to withstand sudden events. I think, therefore I am.

Phenomena from the depths of life] Floods in the Yangtze River, millions of soldiers built embankments day and night to fight the flood, not afraid of hunger, cold, and sacrifice. Li Xiangqun, whose family fortune is million, but the informant party died of exhaustion on the embankment; Speculators sent counterfeit medicines and fake life jackets to the front. In the 80s, college student Zhang Hua rescued the old man who fell into the manure pit and bravely sacrificed himself, causing a discussion of "whether it is worth it"; In the 90s American blockbuster "Saving Private Ryan", 6 soldiers risked their lives to save one person, which once again caused a discussion about the value of life.

The TV series "Paul Kochakin" caused a sensation again, Paul's strong belief and famous quote "Life should be spent like this: when he looks back, he will not regret that he wasted his time, nor will he be ashamed of his past inaction; At the end of his life he was able to say: My whole life and wholeness.

lz you are learning Maupassant's apprenticeship!

The third eye is the Sky Eye Pass. Ordinary people say that the third eye is just a fantasy generated by the brain after replacing vision with other senses, and fantasy is unrealistic and can never replace the channel that the eye and the brain are disconnected.

Upstairs, a few hundred days ago, now says there is a p.

The spring breeze blows away the cold and brings spring. The spring girl waved her magic wand, and the sun father also felt it; Brother Sky has also recovered from his serious illness, and his face is no longer so gloomy; Flowers are budding and ready to bloom; Xiaocao also poked its little head out of the bed; The animals also jumped out of the comfort of the house in joy. Everything is so beautiful!

I looked at the world with my eyes, looked at the flowers, and seemed to see bright smiling faces. red, yellow, pink, blue, light green; The red ones are like glow, the green ones are like jade, and the white ones are like snow, which is simply beautiful.

I look at the world with my eyes, look at the green grass, as if I also see the little heads full of life, they show us their character; The cute one lying down, and the erected one has an atmosphere; The oblique one seems to be coquettish; His head hung down as if he was very shy;

I look at the world with my eyes, look at the white clouds, as if I see the little animals living in life, you see, this piece is like a lion; This one is like a whale; This one resembles a rabbit; This one looks like a ball of cotton, it's spectacular!

I look at the world with my eyes, look at the lake, and the small fish on the surface of the lake swim around, there are red goldfish with their heads held high; There are black goldfish with bulging eyes; There are small goldfish that are constantly spitting bubbles; In addition, there are large grass carp with long beards, which are dazzling and dizzying.

I looked at the world with my eyes and saw the industrious and simple peasant uncle in the field working ......

I saw the world with my eyes and saw the coming of spring; I saw the budding flowers; saw the grass poking out its little head; I saw the big white flowers embroidered in the blue sky; I saw the crystal clear surface of the lake; I saw the figure of the peasant uncle working. The eyes are so magical, he makes me see all the good things, and all this will remain in the sailboat of my memory.

I see the world with my eyes.

Rodin once said: "Beauty is everywhere, and for our eyes, it is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of discovery." "I look at the world with my eyes, find beauty, and make me more aware of this wonderful world.

On Friday afternoon, it was windy and pouring rain outside. I ran desperately to school with my umbrella, and even though my shoes, socks, and pants were all soaked with my umbrella, maybe I would have taken a free shower if I hadn't taken my umbrella.

At this time, I saw a child running forward desperately in the rain like me, wiping the water off his face with his hands from time to time, his hair, clothes, pants and shoes were wet, but he was still running, he looked like a little soup chicken, at this time a kind classmate ran over, he held a big umbrella in his hand, ran to help this child who was bathed by the heavy rain, then the child's lips moved, I think he must be saying, "Thank you!" "Seeing this, I thought to myself:

He's such a nice guy who helps people when they need help, and if I need help, someone helps me too.

There are many beautiful things in the world, but you need to observe carefully with your eyes to find them.

One day, I was walking on my way to class and saw a beggar who was just going to work. Kneel on the ground and tell others about your misfortunes. Passers-by saw it, some took out some change, some only sighed, some shook their heads, and some left without looking.

It was getting dark, and the money in the beggar's pot was almost full, and he walked away. Ah, I see vulnerability with my eyes.

Another time, I saw a grandmother in her eighties selling sweet potatoes, her face was flushed, and her hair was a little messy. At this age, she should have stayed at home to rest, but she sold sweet potatoes in this cold winter. She didn't shout, maybe she was too tired.

It was getting dark, but she didn't leave, and it was eight o'clock when she got off work. Ah, I saw with my eyes the dignity and strength of the old grandmother.

Everyone has a pair of eyes. I saw with my eyes the fragility of the young beggar. I also saw with my eyes the dignity and strength of the grandmother who sold sweet potatoes.