Shui shui

If the sea loses the tumbling of huge waves, it will lose its majesty; if the desert loses the mad dance of flying sand, it will lose its magnificence; if it is only the only thing of life, life will lose its meaning... the point in life Everything is worthy of our aftertaste and moving... Entering the promenade of the years, looking through the album of life, revisiting the moment that touched me so much...

In the afternoon of this afternoon, I just had to buy a car to go home, and I had to take the bus to go home. The people in the car just came down, and I immediately rushed up to the first floor of the water, and finally grabbed it in the last row. A seat, although poor, can observe the inside of the car.

It may be because of the long distance. When I got on the bus, there were already a few people who were sleepy. There were several farmers in the car, a few fashionable youths and a woman with a child. Then I went out to buy things like me. The students, not only the number of people, but also the loudest, one after another, talked about it, and became the master of the car.

The bus is driving fast and slow. Suddenly, a sudden brake, a young man with headphones, under the cover of his companions, quickly reached out to a peasant's trouser pocket... Other peasants saw it, and turned their heads out of the window one by one; many students in the car also I saw that all the emperors lost their minds, but usually a man who was full of blood and shouted justice, suddenly became a "little sheep"; and the driver, naturally, would not offend these people, silently will be the rearview mirror After pressing down, I continued to move forward... For a moment, the car was surprisingly quiet.

My heart, "plopping through" and slamming. Would you like to remind him? What if I can get angry? My heart is in contradiction...

"Pleasant goat, beautiful sheep..." The children who sat in front of me had a very uncoordinated voice that broke the silence in the car. The young man wearing a headset was shocked. He threw a "plop" and dropped the money on the ground. His face was red and white, and everyone laughed. He hurried away. After I laughed, my face was red and white. The teacher said that I had to pay attention to the method, but why didn’t I think of it?

The car was calm again, the rearview mirror was lifted up by the driver, and the students’ voices seemed to be a lot smaller...

The sea breeze gently smashed my face narrowly, and the waves slap the beach constantly. It seems to be a praise to the little boy. It seems to be a rejection of society, and it is a spurn of selfishness between people. The waves did not evade the impact of the reef, but they were spectacular; life did not refuse the existence of regret, only to be informed. Self is no longer the only thing in life. Life is precious in pursuing the perfection of the soul. Just like the poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty once said, "The sorrowful sorcerer is not sinister."

The scene of the scene still makes me sink into the moving net... Touching the softest corner of my heart, evokes my infinite memories...

The second day: autumn rainy night