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The vastness and comp
The vastness and complexity of the world are beyond anyone's imagination, in front of which the individual is but a small straw. In the face of the boundless magic mirror of the world, we see our own floating shadow, divided by the wind into a fragile individual, clearly living in the same world, but have been alone for no reason. Even if said to be independent, completely rely on their own strength to create a gorgeous sky, but until a thousand sails over the bustling disperse, but found themselves from the bottom of my heart or desire a pair of hands. Those hands came from the clouds, with the heat of the heart, it silently accepted you and silently carried you to the other side. How can we live alone, we meet so many people every day on the road of life, we form each other's lives. Some of them might stay, so we approach each other, become friends and walk the rest of the way together. They give you friendship, they give you laughter, they give you warmth, they give you support. But really such friends are not many after all, you don't know when you will meet them.The real basis on which people judge your ability is not how many things you have in your head, but your actions. People trust down-to-earth people, they think: this person dares to say and do, must know how to do the best. I have yet to hear anyone praised for not bothering others, not taking action, or waiting for orders to do something. Those leaders in business and government are very capable and hard-working people, people who are 100 percent motivated. Those who stand on the sidelines will never lead. Whether it's spontaneous or passive, it's habit. Habit is like a rope, we spin a rope every day, and finally it is too thick to break. The rope of habit will either lead us to the peak or the trough, depending on the habit or the bad habit. Bad habits can make or break us. They are easy to develop but hard to maintain. Good habits are hard to form, but easy to keep.Night, can grasp the night is less and less. But we never seem to think about what time means to us in this perspective, what it means to miss a night, and what it means to seize it. When reading this story, I almost shed tears, because in the days before I entered the repeat school, I also experienced such years. I am very glad that I have a chance to come again after missing, and it is this time to grasp the fate of my life. What changes will happen to you in one night? I was in a bad mood that year when I failed my college entrance exam. I want to go out to work to earn more money for my parents, maybe that can make up for my guilt towards them. Father said, when the field work is finished, we will make plans. At that time, the wheat had been harvested, but my mother fell ill, and there was still a field in my family that had not been planted with corn. There was a heavy rain during the night. It was a good time to plant corn. At noon the next day, my father and I set out. The seeds are in plastic buckets, and my father digs and pits me with seeds, two seeds in each pit. The hot sun of the fifth lunar month seems to recover all the rain last night, the ground is hot like a steamer, I sweat, my father is also breathing heavily. By the time the sun went down I was exhausted and my mouth was dry. We've run out of seeds with four rows to plant. Relieved, I said to my father that it was getting dark, let's call it a day and bring the seeds tomorrow. Dad said nothing, hid his hoe in a pile of straw in the field, and we went home. Back home, I drank water, comfortable on the kang to sleep, but saw my father in the corn seeds, I asked not tomorrow to plant? What's the use of preparing now? Dad smiled and said that the field must be planted tonight, otherwise the harvest will fail in the future. I can't believe it. Isn't it just one night away? Dad said that we took a nap and passed through the night, but the seeds planted do not sleep, and the corn on the same plot is planted overnight, the yield difference can be big. Seeing my disbelief, my father pointed to the corn hanging under the eaves and said, You see, these and the storage are the harvest of this land, before and after a day. I picked up the corn ear under the eaves and compared it with the store, about 3 cm short! I took a few more comparisons, without exception, the size of the corn under the eaves is generally small!
By Jacob Deitrick3 years ago in Humor
The Password Paradox
A Tale of Forgetfulness, Redemption, and Unexpected Discoveries In a world where technology ruled and passwords safeguarded digital kingdoms, there lived a character named Emily. She was an adventurous soul, always seeking new experiences and challenges. However, there was one challenge she consistently faced – forgetting her passwords.
By kulandaivel3 years ago in Humor
Always wanted to say
Always wanted to say to you, you should wake up! Don't you know what you look like now? Do I have to tell you? When I was little, I remember very clearly that you were gentle, strong, handsome and the perfect size and love of a dad. I am also proud to have your father, my classmates are also very envious of me. I remember one time, our whole family went outing together -- "Little ice... ... Xiaoice.... "And dad don't play too crazy -" I happily answered my mother:" I know, don't worry... .." Dad took my hand and ran to the stream. I asked my father excitedly, "Dad, what are we doing here? "Catch fish, won't you, daddy will teach you, hee..." My father answered my questions while he was busy. Dad broke a slingshot like branch from the tree and wrapped it with cloth from where... The word is catch fish, but catch catch, turned into us splashing water on each other. Dad is very strong, the water poured out a wave after a wave, and more and more fierce, I can not catch, became a solid drowned, I had to admit that he lost. The sun shines on you like an angel who has fallen to earth... But... Why have you changed now? Really changed. You drink, gamble, drive after drinking... Total evil shape in a body, my mother has not know how many times to advise you, you do not listen, but also from time to time to beat and scold my mother, my mother's body wounds have been countless... Today, I heard the news that you did not return all night, and my mother cried again. Don't you know you have family waiting for you? Do you not know that there are relatives who are sleepless for you? Do you not know that there are relatives in your sad tears? ... Why have you become like this - a bloodthirsty demon with bad sex in one! You should wake up, don't make friends with wine, the angels come back, okay?The head of the dragonfly is round, with two large, round, black and bright eyes, very beautiful, the chest has two pairs of wings, the wings are transparent light yellow, today, I looked out of the living room window, found that there are many dragonflies outside, there are several stopped in front of me on the wire. Long so big, I have never carefully looked at the dragonfly, the original dragonfly is so beautiful! Its body section by section, like bamboo round, very beautiful. My mother told me that dragonflies are arthropods with three parts: head, chest and abdomen. So I carefully observed a dragonfly: the head of the dragonfly is round, with two large, round, black and bright eyes, very beautiful, the chest has two pairs of wings, the wings are transparent light yellow, the upper pair is from narrow to wide longer, the following pair is from wide to narrow shorter; On the chest grew three pairs of feet, thin and segmented; Its abdomen is slender, orange on the back, black on the abdomen, you see, it is like a small plane, is standing on the wire with the thin feet! Looking at the dragonflies flying or sitting on the wires, I was fascinated. Suddenly, for no apparent reason, they flew away in droves.Windows, what a common thing. Some people, they just use it to breathe. Who has ever seriously thought about the wonder of it? A small window, when you look far away, may be a vast expanse of white, may be high-rise buildings, may be a colorful garden, may be green grass, may be the ocean, may be a rural home, may be a group of pigeons flying to the blue sky, may be a rainbow shining on the horizon after a heavy rain. A small window, when you look into the entrance, may be the opposite residential building, may be the stream, may be the shade of trees, may be an old and slightly charming wooden bridge, may be playing children, may be chatting with the elderly, may be greeting you neighbors, may be people coming and going on the street. A small window, can see the true and false, can see good and evil, can see beauty and ugliness. I often sit by the window, looking at the outside world, some people say that I am a frog at the bottom of a well, looking at the sky, but I think that from which window is not the size of the well head, I can see a different world!
By michael marsh3 years ago in Humor
We all have the most
We all have the most important person in our lives, and that person is our mother. Is mom, let us come to this beautiful world; Our mothers raised us; Mother taught us the truth that we should love our mother, honor our mother. My mother has a pair of big eyes, listen to a straight nose on the shelf with a pair of glasses, and a black bright hair. My mother takes care of me everywhere in my life. Always afraid that I do not have enough to eat, wear warm, sleep well, but they save the simple use of food. My mother not only cares about me in life, but also in study. I remember one time, I was walking home with more than 70 points of the paper, and I felt that my world was dark, because I had never taken such a low score before. Back home, I did not say hello to my mother. Mom saw me dejected and said, "What's wrong?" Why are you slouching? Did you do badly on your exam? After listening to my mother's words, I could not bear it any longer and jumped on my mother and cried. Mother helped me wipe away tears, said: Take the test paper to mom, OK? I nodded, took out the paper and handed it to my mother, my mother looked carefully and said: I think these questions you are too careless will be wrong, the next time more careful. You know what? In fact, failure is not terrible, terrible is not able to stand up from failure. There is no use crying, as Laxnes said: tears cannot wash away pain. More gas! I'm sure you'll do well in the next exam. After listening to my mother's words, I thought: Yes! The road of life can not be smooth sailing, there will always be such difficulties, setbacks. After I have to go through a lot of ups and downs, now by this small difficulty to beat down how? So I cheer up again. A mother's love is great. Mother's love is like a spring breeze, gently, gently brushed my heart. It is because of my mother's love that I can thrive. Who said inch grass heart, reported three chunhui. In the future, I will do my best to honor my mother and repay my mother.The coach runs on the vast Weishui plain. The sky is unusually dark, and a gust of cool wind blows into the slightly crowded car from time to time, adding a cool touch to the hot and cheerful atmosphere of tourism. In the car, I looked at the looming river and the "modern" Ba Bridge in the distance, and my thoughts drifted back to the five thousand years of history of the Ba River. Willow with smoke Ba bank spring, climbing for pedestrians every year." The area of Ba Shui used to be the only way to enter and exit the ancient capital, the traffic of Tong and Yao, and the only way to travel east and west. Naturally, the Ba Bridge above it has also become a place for literati and relatives and friends to say goodbye, where people break off willow branches and confide in each other. Suddenly, the car stopped on the side of the road, I walked out of the car with the people. All of a sudden, a cool breeze blowing, so that I understand, to, this is once the faraway place Ba water. Walking slowly on the hard frozen soil of the river, facing the waves of rustling winter wind, looking at the desolate expanse of the plain, my heart not only rose waves of sadness like cold wind. Where is the Ba Bridge that has soaked through the tears of travelers and bathed in the vicissitudes of history? Looking at the river, several majestic Bridges immediately and stubbornly squeezed into the eye, but the Bridges here are modern products, the ancient simple Ba Bridge and hidden where? Then I realized that the ancient bridge was actually no longer there. I looked around, trying to find some trace of its existence, but all I saw was a desolate plain. Suddenly I was filled with emotion in my heart, I seemed to see that is immersed in the river of time in the Ba Bridge, looking at the distant flow, with a lot of simple things disappeared in the distance. My heart can not help but rise the feeling of farewell, just like the ancient farewell on the ancient Ba Bridge. People always say that "development changes fast", but has anyone noticed what changes in the rapid change? Not only the old debris, even those representing the long culture, the long history of things are gradually lost with the development of the Ba Bridge, is it possible for us to let a culture and relics that have not disappeared continue to walk on the road of the Ba Bridge?
By BRANDON GAGNARD3 years ago in Humor
How To Fall In Love With An Apple
I'm quite proud how I spent almost my entire life without ever touching any sort of narcotic substance. I say almost because there was that one time when I found myself unwittingly tripping on a joint. Just the once mind, that was enough to make me realise how well advised I was to avoid the stuff.
By Liam Ireland3 years ago in Humor
I Don’t Know Jack
While living in Moscow, Russia, I was once hired to interpret a blind date between a Russian woman and a British man visiting the country that was set up by their mutual friends. I was just starting my career as a linguist, so that was supposed to be good practice for me. It was still that time before all the smartphones, and I felt weird bringing a huge dictionary to a restaurant, so I was just hoping my skills and vocabulary would be enough.
By Katya Duft3 years ago in Humor
Captivating Traditions: Celebrating the Summer Solstice in Edinburgh
In the heart of Edinburgh, a young girl named Fiona eagerly awaited the arrival of the Summer Solstice. Curiosity had been caused by the tales of her grandmother's had told her, captivating traditions surrounding the enchanting celebration.
By Anthony Gatimu3 years ago in Humor
