Let yourself be like a stone

A stone may be silent in the water for thousands of years to have a chance of one billionth of a mile in the sun-drenched land. And the stone will only be born again after the baptism, change and mightyness of time, will have glory, even life.

Life is like a stone. No one will have all the good things from the beginning, and life is even more so.

Life is like a bad stone. It is turbid and dirty at first, and it is full of cockroaches everywhere. Only after years of baptism and precipitation of time will be as transparent and thorough as the jade, as well as bright and beautiful.

Who can say that people are perfect at first, and who can say that they are like a round stone, as beautiful as a jade, clear spirit. The formation of jade needs to pass through the volcanic eruption, the baptism of the years, and the essence of jade will form a beautiful jade. The pebbles also need the baptism of millions of years, and the scouring of the rain will be so smooth, let alone jade?

Jade is beautiful, innocent, and fascinating, and cobblestones?

I think pebbles are like life.

Pebbles need to be baptized for millions of years, and the collision of rain and collision with each other will form a round or crystal clear pebbles, especially in life. We were originally just a piece of weathered rock, and the difference between people is just the difference in the structure inside the rock. The difference in endoplasm, the difference in time, the difference in collision, and the difference formed. Is it jade? Is it cobblestone? Is it jade? Is it amber? Or is the original rock motionless? No matter what, it is beyond the original essence. The formation of jade is one in ten thousand, and the chances of forming cobblestones will be very large. What is the time for nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine thousand? What is the time? Is it 100 years? Millenium? Or Wannian? I don’t deny jade. The difficulty of formation, but also pebbles.

We compare life to inferior stone. After the baptism of time, what will you become?

I like cobblestones. I also want to make that little cobblestone. After the baptism of time, the scouring of the river, pebbles can exist in this world, in order to have a world in this world. Why isn't life so? We are gradually fascinating from the initial bland, and the baptism of time.

Then small stones will exist in this world, and the ordinary roads can also be paved into a tough road. After a rain, after the sun shines, it will also shine, let alone us?

How can we be poor again? How are we rich again? How are we plain? How can we be dazzling? How can we be healthy? How can we be disabled? We have feet to move forward; we have to work hard Create; we have brains that will try to imagine our world. And we still have a tenacious heart, a heart formed by the baptism of millions of years and the erosion of rain. It is tough and beats, telling us the unyielding tenacity...

Even if the small stones are laid on the ground, they are stepped on by thousands of people and stepped on by thousands of people. After the rain, everything is brand new and everything is clean. After the rain, the sun will shine when it shines. Why can't we? We just need to endure the baptism of time, the reality of injustice, waiting for an opportunity, or looking for an opportunity to let ourselves bloom, and small stones can shine, especially so.