And I am a laity, and I am often trapped by reality. I still can't understand
the life, not to mention the world. But there is also a mind that is conscious,
just like you will always insist on knowing yourself. People should not stop to
know their own steps, because people should insist on knowing themselves. And I
need to use my life to realize this life. At night, people are not sleeping. A
few days ago, I saw an article written by Kawabata Yasunari shared by a favorite
teacher. One sentence said: "The night is deep, the sea bream is not sleeping."
I think this sentence is very beautiful. I used to study at the end of the
night. On the way back to the dormitory, I passed through the tree-lined road. I
saw a blooming Camellia on the dark roadside. A large piece of Camellia
blossomed in the distant light. It is like a flash of red light, and the leaves
are black , which
has been contaminated with the night. I stood in front of the flowers for a
while, and I feel that this beautiful moment is only available at night. In the
night, typing and empting some things in my heart is a process of internal
digestion. I also like this night. Write these things, not for what you get,
just write them with your heart. The night is quiet and free. May I be the snow
in the south of January. It is so extravagant. At the age of ten, I always look
forward to snow, and snow is good. Childhood illusions are always so generous. I
am not looking forward to a snowy morning when I am 16 years old. I wonder if
there are any frosted leaves. Maybe it��s another month, it��s 2017. I never
thought about planning 2017, because the plan is also empty, as if I can't
remember what I did in 2016 and hope that time will be slower. After all, I will
still be touched by a heavy snow!New Year is coming, I hope that in the last few
days, business will be better every day. Very tired and very hard, I swam back
in a day, my back hurts, I don��t want to move when I sit down. I sigh that the
years are not forgiving . I have not felt so hard in the past few years, but as long as
there are customers coming, I can forget the fatigue at once, smile at each
other, no way, business is difficult to do. Going home at night, I don't want to
watch TV. I went to bed and watched the check-in after I took a shower . It really felt like
a kind of enjoyment. The body stretches and the body and mind relax. If a person
can live again from the beginning, I will not let down the time, cherish the
fleeting years, do what I need to do at every stage of my life. Tolstoy is using
the protagonist to let his soul also come to a thorough cleansing and
Resurrection? His era made his sacred ideals difficult to achieve. Then, in his
works, one by one, one by one, he spent decades writing such a great book, but
he offended. Everyone. And how do those people think that after a few years ,
they themselves have returned to the dust, the soil has returned to the earth,
and Toon can be alive. Words have the indestructible power to cross everything!
And the brilliance of Towon's thoughts will also shine together in the past and
the tragic endings will often shock people's hearts. But we, apart from the
writing skills, hope that the master has a good ending. The soul and spirit
after the resurrection are safely stored in a beautiful world . The ideal is
ultimately the ideal, the reality of the cruel and cold standing there, waiting
for the fighters to fight. Resurrection, not only the body, but also the sou
the life, not to mention the world. But there is also a mind that is conscious,
just like you will always insist on knowing yourself. People should not stop to
know their own steps, because people should insist on knowing themselves. And I
need to use my life to realize this life. At night, people are not sleeping. A
few days ago, I saw an article written by Kawabata Yasunari shared by a favorite
teacher. One sentence said: "The night is deep, the sea bream is not sleeping."
I think this sentence is very beautiful. I used to study at the end of the
night. On the way back to the dormitory, I passed through the tree-lined road. I
saw a blooming Camellia on the dark roadside. A large piece of Camellia
blossomed in the distant light. It is like a flash of red light, and the leaves
are black , which
has been contaminated with the night. I stood in front of the flowers for a
while, and I feel that this beautiful moment is only available at night. In the
night, typing and empting some things in my heart is a process of internal
digestion. I also like this night. Write these things, not for what you get,
just write them with your heart. The night is quiet and free. May I be the snow
in the south of January. It is so extravagant. At the age of ten, I always look
forward to snow, and snow is good. Childhood illusions are always so generous. I
am not looking forward to a snowy morning when I am 16 years old. I wonder if
there are any frosted leaves. Maybe it��s another month, it��s 2017. I never
thought about planning 2017, because the plan is also empty, as if I can't
remember what I did in 2016 and hope that time will be slower. After all, I will
still be touched by a heavy snow!New Year is coming, I hope that in the last few
days, business will be better every day. Very tired and very hard, I swam back
in a day, my back hurts, I don��t want to move when I sit down. I sigh that the
years are not forgiving . I have not felt so hard in the past few years, but as long as
there are customers coming, I can forget the fatigue at once, smile at each
other, no way, business is difficult to do. Going home at night, I don't want to
watch TV. I went to bed and watched the check-in after I took a shower . It really felt like
a kind of enjoyment. The body stretches and the body and mind relax. If a person
can live again from the beginning, I will not let down the time, cherish the
fleeting years, do what I need to do at every stage of my life. Tolstoy is using
the protagonist to let his soul also come to a thorough cleansing and
Resurrection? His era made his sacred ideals difficult to achieve. Then, in his
works, one by one, one by one, he spent decades writing such a great book, but
he offended. Everyone. And how do those people think that after a few years ,
they themselves have returned to the dust, the soil has returned to the earth,
and Toon can be alive. Words have the indestructible power to cross everything!
And the brilliance of Towon's thoughts will also shine together in the past and
the tragic endings will often shock people's hearts. But we, apart from the
writing skills, hope that the master has a good ending. The soul and spirit
after the resurrection are safely stored in a beautiful world . The ideal is
ultimately the ideal, the reality of the cruel and cold standing there, waiting
for the fighters to fight. Resurrection, not only the body, but also the sou