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Is it better to be happy alone than to be happy with all? I don't think so, a person can be happy.

Choose solitude, choose silence. Be quiet and interpret the landscape from the depths of your heart.

No matter what kind of person it is, there are two sides, there is a sunny and optimistic side, there is also a melancholy and quiet side, just like the weather of nature, there are clear skies, there are dark clouds, the weather is still changeable, our mood is the same, everything in the world can not escape the natural law of dialectical unity, but we can consciously exert subjective initiative to control.

When I am depressed, I am used to using solitude to solve problems, locked in my room, I can read books and newspapers, I can play my favorite tunes on the electronic piano with one hand at will, hum along, I don't have to care about the incomplete five tones, I can watch TV and surf the Internet, I can hold my little babies and gently caress to seek simple warmth, and I can type out my inner monologue through the keyboard.

Don't care about the gains and losses of the past, because the past only proves your past, and does not prove your current ability and mentality, people still have to move forward and continue to the next station of life, setbacks are a burden for some people, but they will become a good medicine for some people.

I like to watch talk and documentary programs, and many stories often call out the deep emotion and strength of my soul, right and wrong, truth, goodness, beauty and ugliness, let me criticize. Especially when I am low, I just happened to see a good character talk show, which can motivate me to be strong and face the reality better, which is much more effective than the comfort of friends in many cases. Magazine readers are also good, people are different, and everyone will have their own way of enlightenment.

Some people say: when a person really devotes himself to his career, interests, skills, and art, he will be full of joy and happiness, so try to put it in, but once he stops, he will be doubly lonely, and he is not just around, two very successful friends in a certain aspect and I interpret his confusion, and I am often willing to meditate to be their listener and enlightener, so chatting with them, I can't say, "Then don't stop" People can't do this, because the machinery will stop running, overhaul, It's the same with people, sometimes people are more fragile than machines, it's good to stop and think, you can try to adjust yourself, find new goals and directions. The most feared thing is to walk into the maze and not be able to get out.

It's okay to comfort others, and of course it's okay to comfort yourself. Let's go, let's go, people always have to learn to grow on their own.

When the searcher of memory scanned the landscape in the depths of my soul, I found that strength and optimism may have been deeply imprinted in my soul, I just needed a little time to call for this strength, I began to set a goal for myself, and then worked hard, hard, life should be like this, it is good to be alive. At least I'm having a better day than yesterday, fighting....

The beauty of memory sometimes spreads infinitely in the bottom of the heart, its beauty is not only a praise of things, but more of an attitude towards life, beautiful emotions can give us a reason to intermittently, and a beautiful picture can make the hurried footsteps stop, however, the magic of nature and the wonderful colors of the seasons are constantly changing, but they can build a beautiful bridge in our hearts, and organically and skillfully integrate people and nature.

When the delicate flowers bloom in the flowing blue waves, the field should be swaying proudly, its pride is not only the formal satisfaction, but the understanding of life and the beautiful sigh! When we see a pair of twilight couples holding hands in the afterglow of the sunset, won't you be moved? What touches you is the partner who has experienced the vicissitudes of life, and you can also hug each other, although the steps are staggering, although, the face is aging, but their hearts have spring-like warmth.

No one will praise the person who falls, and it should be worthy of praise that he should stand up calmly and freely!

Beautiful things can give people spiritual and visual enjoyment, but on the contrary, sad articles really tug at the heartstrings, so that when you burst into tears, you don't forget to talk about it to your friends, and even, after many years, when you suddenly think about it, your heart will still ache faintly, which may be the reason for people's original kindness! But I don't like to leave my sadness on a thin piece of paper, I don't want to exchange my pain for people's sympathy, which doesn't mean that I don't have a parting to vent, nor that I am arrogant, maybe I'm a perfectionist, so most of the articles I write are as good as they can be. Perhaps, it is because my life is too depressing, there are too many heavy helplessness, but in the depths of my soul, there is always a pure land, where there is full of emerald green, the breeze is surging, and the lotus dance under the moon.

The blue sky is clear, and the white clouds are floating. You see, the people who swim among the blue waves have sweet smiles on their faces; Listen, the laughter is like the wind chimes under the corridor, tinkling and singing the sound of heaven. I love all the good things in the world, so I can always see another beautiful scenery floating in front of my eyes, and the pen that falls is like a clear stream in the mountains, clear and long, ......

Beauty brings out the splendor of life, beauty sets off the soft love and warm feelings of the heart, beauty can bring out the magnificence of the mountains and rivers, the vastness of the universe, I yearn for beauty, even if it is only an instant, but it can prove that I have not come in vain, and the beauty in my heart brings me happiness and fulfillment. I have since known that wasting the rest of my life is a sin, an insult to beauty, I came, with a smile, calmly walked by, laughed at my life!

1. In the depths of the soul, there is always a lamp silently lit in the distance, and around it, there is a layer of envy and fog ethereal, looming, at this time, the soul is tired, then let the soul go home.

2. Listen to the voice of our hearts Mother is great, she has given us so much love and care. Perhaps in the depths of everyone's heart, there is a hidden admiration for their mother. However, is everyone calm and sincere towards mother's love?

Everyone has their own spiritual landscape, and we are both the depictors of our own spiritual landscapes and the creators of our own spiritual landscapes.

Su Dongpo's thoughts are lingering, and the spiritual scenery of "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together" is worthy of the admiration of future generations; "Maple Leaves and Flowers in Autumn" is Bai Lotian's sad and lost spiritual landscape; "Autumn wind and autumn rain are sad" is the sad and helpless spiritual scenery of Qiu Jin's heroine; And Liu Mengde is sunny and upward, "a crane in the clear sky and a row of clouds", showing people his tenacious and magnificent spiritual scenery!

The thousand-year-old Confucius and Mencius, the scenery of the soul is the Confucianism that watered the prosperous age. Tang Li Du, Song Ousu, poems cover rivers and mountains, the essence of the words, the scenery of their souls, is a refinement of the wisdom of life!

The scenery of my soul is to let my thoughts drift away with the wind, let the memory stretch out along the railroad tracks into the distance, let the heart fly, let the heart wander, walk through thousands of rivers and mountains alone, walk through thorns and bumps, and finally lie down tiredly, thinking of Haizi's "facing the sea, spring flowers blooming".

In the landscape of the soul, believe that you yourself have the courage to ride the wind and waves, and the will to be proud of the frost and snow. The landscape of the soul is the soil for you to bloom the flower of life, and it is your belief to move forward bravely.

The garden is small and there is bamboo spring often, and the mountain is quiet and there is no artesian. "The scenery of the mind is abundant! Dust off the way, bathed in the poetic sunshine, in the breeze caressing, in the murmur of the swallows, the scenery of the soul is the most beautiful!

As long as the soul is happy and happy, the scenery is everywhere. If there is a scene in the heart, there is a scene in life!

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The moment when the dream sets sail is the dazzling flash of our life; Dreams of flying are trying to shine like stars. It's just that sometimes, the light eventually dims; It's just that sometimes, the light is brighter.

Dream - the most beautiful scenery in the heart.

Often, life will rain a red rain for you, cut a piece of colored silk, and draw a rainbow ......There is always something dazzling in your eyes; The years of life are also lost all the time. Only weaving a dream color map - let us always look forward to - the most beautiful scenery in our hearts.

There are often rippling blue waves in your eyes, and it is the green mountains reflected in the rivers and lakes that make you nostalgic? Is it the green bamboo that stops in the green mountains and forests that makes you sigh? It was the tender green grass fluttering in the evening breeze.

Just because it is composing a lively music of life. We are often amazed at the vitality of grass. I think it's just Xiaocao's perseverance in fighting for your dreams that shocked you.

We are often amazed at the bravery of moths fighting fires, and I think it is only because of dreams.

We don't have to be amazed, we don't have to sigh. We just need fire-like enthusiasm to forge our dreams. We just need to have a stoic will to accomplish our dreams. We just need to look back at the most beautiful scenery in our hearts that we have drawn with our pens.

There is a long way to go to achieve your dreams. Perhaps it takes courage to overcome obstacles. Perhaps blood, tears, and sweat are needed as paints, splashes of ink, and color.

The essence is clean and clean, and it is not taught to be filthy and trapped. "Dreams are pure and immaculate. Only the most primitive is the most beautiful.

We can't let filth destroy our hearts and dreams. Bravely look back, look at your semi-finished products, bravely pick up the pen, and continue to paint. Regardless of the outcome.

The most beautiful scenery in my heart is not so easy to find. Just look back and look at the "people". We can think of these two simplest strokes all the way to our dreams. This is the most beautiful in our hearts.

I am always unforgettable: to find the most beautiful scenery in my heart - to find dreams, to take the road of dreams.

I don't know if the most beautiful lie can be There are so many beautiful things in the world that are worthy of our appreciation. For example: beautiful mind, beautiful landscape, beautiful architecture, ......But today, I'm going to tell you about adding one beautiful thing, and that's lies.

When you hear the word lie, you probably think: this is an act of deception, it is a bad act, how can it be said to be beautiful? It is true that there are many bad practices in our lives about lies.

But what I'm telling today is an "alternative" lie. In that distant frontier, there were two warriors, one an experienced veteran and the other a young warrior who had just arrived. In the beginning, because of the strangeness of the young soldiers, they just walked with the old soldiers every day in the desert to guard, the wind was bitter and dusty, and only at night could they stay in the rest room for a while.

Slowly, the young warriors got acquainted. But he gradually felt lonely and lonely, he was already in his twenties, and he could only go home once a year, and sometimes not once. The veteran saw every bit of this, because he had also felt it.

One day, the old soldier happily took a letter to the young soldier, saying that it had been sent from a newspaper office not far from the frontier. The young soldier opened the letter and looked at it, it was written with some words of encouragement, and it was a woman, and he immediately asked the old soldier: "Is she beautiful?"

Young? The old soldier thought for a moment and said, "It's beautiful, and it's young."

Since then, the young warrior has often corresponded with her, and no longer feels lonely. Until one day, the old soldier died, and the young soldier became a gray-haired old soldier, and he thought: We have not met for so many years.

So he went to the newspaper and inquired about her whereabouts, and he was immediately disappointed by a gray-haired old man. After returning to the lounge, he sat down and thought quietly: The old soldier is actually for my own good!

If it weren't for him, I don't think I would have had a happy time, ah, I have to thank the old soldier! Then a new warrior came, and he replied to the warrior who received the letter: "Very beautiful and very young.

…When a person lives in this world, there must be something to hold him up again, and at this "special" time, "lies" often become the most powerful and lasting beliefs, so we must know the good lies, he will always be the most beautiful!! This was written during the exam, so please support it!