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13/10/2011 18:28Second-degree affection, an eternal theme. It is this family affection that is thicker than water that accompanies us through every unforgettable day and composes our colorful life.

Through that window of history, I peeked, I saw the family affection, and saw the stories of the past, the present and the future. More than 100 years ago, thunderstorms, torrential rains, raging winds rushed to the small boat carrying the child, the child and the mother on the shore cried heartbreakingly, but to no avail, so the flesh and blood were separated, and the wind was howling, it sneered at this scene, laughing at the emaciated mother who could not change the fate of the separation of flesh and blood. Not only did I see this century-old tragedy, but on the other side of the window, I saw the thoughts of the heavens in the days when flesh and blood were separated.

The stars are changing, and the years have passed, but they are thousands of miles apart, and they are also separated by the thoughts of mother and son. Yes, family affection can be diluted by distance and time! In the long night, the fishing boat was lit with fishing lanterns, and through this faint firelight, the son seemed to see the thin figure of his mother as she watched with tears.

Mother", my great mother, I must return to you! Hope" made the son believe that the darkness would one day be dispelled by the bright sun, and finally on a sunny morning, the little fishing boat sailed into the harbor where he was born, and the mother and son wept and rippled, and were very excited, and the window of history watched quietly, and it was proud of the mother, and for the son. It remembers the joy and tears of that moment.

However, I found that my mother still had a trace of depression hidden under this joy. It turned out that the mother also had a son, his name was Taiwan, although Taiwan and his mother were only separated by a gorge, but Yi Yi was not able to throw himself into the arms of his mother. There was helplessness in his eyes.

On a dying tree next to the window of history, a bird with a wounded wing cried Mom, I want to go home, go home ......"The cry of the bird makes the heart ache of all who hear it. Ah, I saw that the mother of the wounded bird flew to save her child, and the mother bird was tired of flying to find the bird, but at the moment she did not stop, but was busy treating the bird's injuries and finding food for the bird. At last the little bird was healed and flew in the air with his mother, and then watched the old dead trees around him sprout new shoots under the moisture of the rain.

The wind is clear, the clouds are quiet, the sky is blue, and the grass is green. Because of family affection, the world becomes wonderful; Because the family affection is there, the mother and the child will be reunited. Love the son deeply, give back to the heart (Tangshan Harbour Middle School Tranquility).

Realize. Life is a life, grass and trees are spring. We walked on this road without stopping.

shuttled through countless obstacles and obstacles; You can also see the moving scenery along the way. In the vast river of years, how many magnificent feelings have been buried, and how many memories of the past have been buried? Can't be counted.

We are but a grain of dust and sand, and after the waves are gone, we will return to silence, to the other side of the sea.

Epiphany--- life is a song of separation, and growth is a process of continuous abandonment. No matter how deeply you are nostalgic, those good days of yesterday, the people or things you love will always be lost inadvertently. The path to come has long been impossible to find.

can only learn to let go, learn to give up with gritted teeth. In the resolute decision, I had an epiphany about the migration of the times and the changes in personnel. Since then, I have understood that the deeper the attachment, the more difficult it is to give up.

In a person's life, there are too few things that can really be preserved. Along the way, why don't you love it less and get it less. The bag on the back is lighter, and the vision of the soul can be broader and freer.

Enlightenment--- life is a sad song. On the day of rising, it is difficult to escape the ending when the song is over. But we still have to go through all the processes, and we can't avoid it.

It's just at the moment of dripping, at the moment when the flower blooms; It will move the heavens and the earth, every tiny gift. Because life is short, we learn to be grateful and learn to cherish. In the ordinary world, I feel the wonderful life of all kinds of things.

How wonderful this life is, there is life as brilliant as summer flowers, and there is the quiet beauty of death like autumn leaves. Whether it is the joy of gathering a feast or the sorrow of dispersing the end. In this life, we have walked and seen, and we have never spent it in vain, so we should have no regrets.

Realize that --- life is a magnificent song. In the finite years, look for the infinite meaning. In our lives, we always set ourselves countless questions, and then spend countless energy and time to find the answers.

But is the answer really worth looking for? Yes, the answer is not the most important; What matters is the process of finding answers. Without such a process, who can tell me the distinction between right and wrong, between good and evil?

There are smiles and cries in life, and there are also many helpless sighs. Too many emotions are entangled and changing, and there is no answer in the end. However, we gradually realized the way to deal with it calmly and go with the flow.

After the sudden enlightenment, there will be a scene of willows and flowers. Enlightenment is a kind of wisdom, it is not innate, it is the accumulation of experience.

Many times, we believe in fate and in the relationship between cause and effect. However, he never gave himself much trust. People are self-aware, but many people have never understood a little bit of themselves in their lives.

The Buddha said: A man defeats a thousand enemies a thousand times is far less than he defeats himself once. This statement is not without its truth.

We always spend too much time trying to understand the world around us; It is often only in the end that we realize that we don't know enough about ourselves. "Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles. "What's the use of knowing that he doesn't know what he does?

Knowing that the original is still in the manuscript of Qisen before knowing the other.