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1000 Amoy 10000 Luk though hard Chuijin only see the golden yellow sand.
　　
Not long ago, to visit a well-known calligrapher. The calligrapher Although over octogenarian still Ercongmuming. I earnestly solicit their calligraphy collection. The elderly did not Najia Zi, is pleased to pick up a pen and asked me what to write characters. I said casually. I saw calligrapher Qi Bi hands down, in the Teton between the consternation of several characters appear in white on rice paper, Qiu Jin powerful strokes.
"Tibet was gold digging." I looked at the four characters on rice paper read out loud. Sure enough, it is good calligraphy! I admire a inwardly.

After re-seated, calligrapher Nianxu smiled and asked me: "I know why I write this phrase it?" I shook my head. Old man said: "This phrase is a divination, and there is a story." "Inscriptions?" I had some doubts.

Then, the calligrapher of them told me about the story:

That is more than 70 years ago, when the calligrapher is not even ten. One day, his mother's fortune-telling of the blind to find the street to his son forget a hexagram, operator finished Gua depressed after his mother. After the first time in many days, my son learned that his mother was off and unhappy reasons. It turned a blind fortune-teller says that his life is not good, the words of the book with the hexagram is "wells without Spring", that is, no matter how hard his life is in vain. The age of the neighborhood and his child is "too gold digging Tibet" in life, life will enjoy endless wealth and status.

Since then, the "wells without springs, dug Tibet will get gold" that the two words are deeply rooted in calligraphy on young minds. However, calligrapher and his mother did not like the moody, on the contrary, he ramped up its burst of energy, he wanted to see yourself what you really can not be dug up, "spring." Several decades of ups and downs, Hanlaishuwang, he has sung teacher, pond near death, and eventually became one. The irony is that, when the neighbor kids because they believe the fate of wealth and status, all day idle, impoverished life, early left dead.

Calligrapher finally said: "My life experience tells me that in fact the fate of each person in their own hands, as long as your efforts will have to dig up gold, efforts to dig there will be spring."

Calligrapher, then let me think a long time. Gold hidden in the sand, spring hidden in the soil. To harvest treasure, access to sweet, we should bend the excavation, this is a very simple truth, however, often overlooked, is that people are more willing to seek a shortcut. However, some "shortcut" and not people to successfully achieve the ideal, but often will make people lose their bearings, or even go astray, fall into the abyss. Maybe somebody will say, lack of orientation of the excavation is futile, it does not pay the real action, not met with failures and setbacks, how to find a true direction? "1000 10000 Luk Amoy although hard Chuijin visible until golden yellow sand . " This is the creed of the success of many people.

I am careful to conceal the photograph of calligraphy. Including the heart, I also conceal calligrapher that simple, simple yet profound reflections of life.

Do you still remember, you have my promise? If I can, I would prefer a piece of fireworks, perhaps lonely, perhaps the next day be forgotten, but the "million points of light Ray of numerous flowers, the passing of San-chi to the horizon. Canmeng term wind exposed compartment, not east-Jun begging-year-old China."
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Will be recalled that encounter with you, in the lonely fireworks bloom in an instant.

Always thought that those who captivates her audiences romantic fireworks, those many splendours of the light, those dazzling colors, those resounding voice, has been able to accompany you to my side, natural, and you pull Su palmistry, when I look back only when the found that those visual mess of dazzling brilliance, but it is a beautiful moment, leaving the spark is mottled, with the eternal expectations!

Some people say that fireworks are lonely, and fireworks is beautiful! Perhaps, like love, such as fireworks, loneliness, and love was also the case in general can be colorful fireworks!

Because there is love, life only becomesHappiness. Because of you, the fireworks will not lonely.

Gently cut you some fireworks, so beautiful spirits in the air, for you fly, you cry for your carnival!

Quietly look for a fireworks display for me, so lonely soul in mind, give me nostalgia, reverie to me, give me obsessed!

How I hope that across a brilliant moment, forever freeze-frame in my mind, that the bright lights of fireworks, and that chaos of this world, are discarded in the Red Dust Lane! Perhaps the person's life, that is, the moment Revitalizing numerous fireworks. Numerous dazzling bloom! And you are my life was the most brilliant Naduo bloom of fireworks, but also my Liulianwangfan of that touch of fireworks, those moments of beauty is your eternal truth! Is your selfless dedication and pay! To me, even just a moment, but also precious!

Perhaps, you are me, and do not want to forget, do not want to give up, do not want to miss lonely fireworks! Let oneself go when you want to sing! Lonely when you want to heal! Happy when you want to read poems!

Once thought that fireworks are lonely and lonely, I am exclusive with the lonely, unconsciously, I have the habit gradually and slowly mature. Perhaps, know how to enjoy the beauty of loneliness, also learned much about you to treasure. Of those lonely days, I chew with their favorite characters, beat a silent keyboard, and wandering around the space where the fireworks! It this way!

Do not know, do you still remember your promise, in this life, to join me to see fireworks?

Perhaps you have forgotten. Perhaps, you still recall that when!

When the breeze gently flipping Rou Rou's hair, when the lonely sky, dazzling Fireworks sounded again, I do not know, that's just the remaining strands of blue smoke, can withstand our convention? That gorgeous picture of dancing can follow our dreams?

And I, at the moment, only a small wish, vegetarian congratulating each pull, fireworks, tours with you, will you?

Once,FriendMoved to new home, invited me to her Jiazhongzuoke. Visit her balcony and found a nice pot plants. That is, I could not utter the name of the flower pot, round Yo-green small leaves, open a blossoming pink-pink-the small yellow flowers in a bunch of roses and other gaudy azaleas flower Hydrangea down before the showing of a Xiaojiabiyu beauty. It's in full bloom, so that the terrace covered with flowers Zhengfangdouyan more leisurely layer of insular taste.

I have never seen such a pure and unique qualities of the flower, repeatedly screamed: "This is what the flowers, really good-looking!"

"Do not know it was wild flowers, and I dug in outside the house. These flowers are everywhere ah, only grown very behaves like a niggard, is also much, few people pay attention, but I just like it, find it with the masses different. "

I do not believe, friends, brings me downstairs to the roadside. Sure enough, where a large lengths. This way, I think of it themselves really seen such a flower - an abandoned garden plot, the Youcheng film scenery, just passing back and forth every day I did not pay attention to.

Picked one, I carefully put it in your hand grip, the small flowers that are not shy, delicate petals and well-behaved children affixed to my skin, beautiful and addictive.

All along, I like everyone to know who are the star of flowers. In those, or gorgeous, or noble, or Jiaorao, or the fragrant flowers in front, so neither a bright color, aroma and no Qin spleen, but also grew up in a remote corner or a wasteland where the flowers, nature does not enter the the human eye does not arouse love and affection of the. Yet even that is so, people still found its beauty, it singled out with the other "star" flower together, praise it to appreciate it, and let the beauty of their own to play to an extreme.

I have a friend exclaimed: "You are the discerning Bole ah." Friend A: "Is not Mody? Another inconspicuous flowers, there will be people who appreciate it."

- Flower and so people are not the same as Yao? One person may be very ordinary, there is no outstanding appearance, and no extraordinary talent, it is often overlooked, or even people can be underestimated, but so what? Born is not a star, "flowers are" the same way to our own life confidence in the same way to believe that they have a destiny to excel!

Because this world, there will always appreciate you!


Reader sentiment: a person may be very ordinary, may not have outstanding appearance, it may not have extraordinary talent, but there must be a knowAppreciateHim.

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