Where is the harbor of the human soul?

Soul Harbor! Where are you? Money cannot be satisfied, rights cannot be satisfied, wisdom cannot be satisfied,。。

You are asking an ultimate question, many people have no answer, and it can be seen that I am quite close to you, and I was also confused at one time. The human heart is actually a bottomless pit, swallowing everything or pretending to be dissatisfied. The only thing that makes people satisfied is love, love can cover all faults, can fill all emptiness, and can give me a solid haven.

If you want to know more, add me QQ, because love seems to have deteriorated in this generation. The only thing I know is that I know that God loves me and that He is the only one by my side when everyone else is betraying. Explain that I am not superstitious and not feudal.

I know that the end of science and philosophy is religion, but I am not religious!

Where you can absolutely relax and don't have any worries, if you insist on me to say the specific place, it can only be when you face your true self, even though you may not like that kind of words and deeds, and you will not lie or make any excuses, then you will really see the pier of the harbor, as long as you walk in, you will enter the harbor!

If your heart is too fragile, you buy yourself a fish tank. If your heart is strong, go to the harbor. If you're a nuclear submarine. Then there is no need for a harbor. Go to the sea, it's wide.

Home, home is a warm harbor. Give your loved one a home, she'll be tempted.

Quite simply, it's a place where your soul "rests"...There are too many unsatisfactory things in life, and many things others can't help you, only by yourself, to relieve loneliness and sorrow, to resolve depression and trouble, the harbor of the soul, is such an existence.

When tired, injured, and sad, he (she) can get a sense of warmth and security, and he (she) is the harbor of the soul.

1. The spiritual harbor is the place where your soul "rests", life is too unsatisfactory, many things others can not help you, only rely on yourself, relieve loneliness and sorrow, resolve depression and troubles, the harbor of the soul, is such an existence.

2. There are too many difficulties in life, too much chaos in work, and time is gone. A little regret, but even more happy. I am a flame of Lingsanyan, and dreams are a challenge.

Every drop of sweat is an exchange of hearts and minds. Lying on the floor of the home, pillowing the crook of your arm, with your company, with the warmth of love, my heart is so comfortable. Lying on the floor of home, the soul has a harbor.

Like a tiny boat.

Drifted a thousand sails. Landing on the other side of the dream, life is like an art museum. Work is an art exhibition, and bitterness is romance. It's ordinary, but it's not simple.

Thursday, December 2, 2021, sunny, breezy and smooth. The sun shines warmly. Early in the morning, my parents were clamoring to cook quickly, and after eating, they wanted to pick snow peas. Yes! Another good day.

Breakfast was ready, parents shouted, the child had eaten, and picked snow peas. I didn't respond to my parents, because I was going to pick it again in the afternoon, and I fell asleep in a daze.

Quietly, I watched the curtains brighten and become stronger, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside and looked at the time, half past eleven! Actually, I sleep in full clothes, and I don't have pajamas. I got up, got out of the bedroom, went downstairs, rode a motorcycle to the street, bought 9 yuan of bread and nibbled on tea by myself, and felt so full.

My parents didn't call me when I came back to make lunch after picking snow peas, I finished eating bread and fell asleep on the sofa on the second floor, the doors and windows on the second floor were open, and the sun was very warm. When I woke up, it was already about 15 o'clock in the afternoon, I got up and walked to the balcony to look at the snow pea field, my parents were almost finished picking, I went downstairs to pick the bucket and help pick it. In fact, I only picked it for half an hour, that is, at 16 o'clock, and finished it all.

When I came back, I saw that there were three baskets of snow peas, and I didn't sell them, it was my father, and now the snow peas ** cost more than 7 yuan, and the three big baskets also have 120 pounds, just 840 yuan. My parents wouldn't let me sell it, and they never let me sell it. Forget it.

At 5 p.m., I went to the washbasin to brush my teeth and wash my face. I'm a person who rents manuscripts like this, sometimes I don't brush my teeth, I remember to brush it, and if I don't remember it, I don't brush it.

The harvest is good, and my parents are happy! I was also lazy, and then went back to the second floor to lie flat, drink tea, lie on the sofa, Yu Jingqing brushed Douyin, occasionally flipped through books, and read poems.

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