1. Meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people. In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, you happened to catch up. Except to ask softly, "Oh, are you there?"
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Love is between dynamic and static; Fate is between gathering and dispersing. If love is a continuous stream, fate is a stone that occasionally ripples in the stream; If love is a beautiful scenery, then fate is an accidental passer-by wandering around the world. People who have the opportunity will find that people who don't have the opportunity, let him Baidu thousands of times, will also pass by.
2. When I met you, I became very depressed, as low as dust, but my heart was happy and there was a flower.
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All love has humbleness and different weights! Because if you love someone and care about someone, there will be compromise, and compromise will naturally feel humble. In the reciprocal emotional relationship, this humility is mutual, and it is the effort and dedication of both men and women to an emotion.
Unfortunately, love in real life is not so reciprocal. When you love more and give more, you will find yourself humble!
3, because of love, so compassion; Because you know, you are tolerant.
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Maybe Irene is such a person. For Hu Lancheng, she only treats her with a merciful heart, so there is so much tolerance. It's just that I don't know if she really has the love she wants because of compassion. Love is not a kind of tolerance, let alone a kind of forbearance. Love is absolutely selfish and domineering, and a grain of sand is absolutely not allowed to be rubbed in.
It's just the weakness of women's nature, which doomed their love to be mixed with too much connivance and connivance. Looking back, all the women who could not learn compassion left one by one. This is how Lin Daiyu died in a Dream of Red Mansions. It was a heart attack that took her life, not her care. Only compassionate women dream in the palace of love.
We can never go back!
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Fate remains the same, but love is gone. This is the most touching, simple and sad sentence that Gu and Shen, lovers who have been separated for more than ten years, said when they reunited after parting! The desolation of the world is included in it. This is also the ultimate personality of Zhang Ailing's novels: a word, a few words, is enough to lead to thousands of difficulties in the world, but the sadness is still unspeakable.
Yes, I can't go back! Because there is endless water time between them. A relationship lasted for fifteen years, and a wait lasted for fifteen years. A vigorous love, fifteen years is enough. How much love can be repeated in the world? Then, please cherish the person in front of you-maybe at the moment when you let go and turn around, a pair of lovers will live far apart.
Maybe every man has had two such women, at least two. Married a red rose, over time, the red became a touch of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white was the moonlight in front of the window; When you marry a white rose, the white rose is a grain of rice on your clothes and the red rose is the Zhu Shazhi in your heart.
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This is the truest and most incisive description of men in Zhang Ailing's books. At the beginning, most men like elegant and beautiful white roses, which have a faint fragrance, just like Leng Xue in the mountains. Getting lost in this cold water is worth paying for a lifetime. However, after being intoxicated and ecstatic, men are gradually dissatisfied and begin to want a happy and gorgeous dream, swaying red roses in the dusk of the month, with fragrant dispersion and spicy charm.
In fact, the beauty of a woman has always contained thousands of faces, and not everyone can see it. In front of a smart man, she will show you the most beautiful color in the world. It was pure white and brilliant red at that moment, revealing another sweet face. Such graceful flowers need deep-rooted love and wisdom to be picked; There are red roses and white roses in every woman's soul, but only a man who knows how to love will make the woman he loves more and more beautiful. Even white flowers as cold as starlight can be charming. Unfortunately, there are too few men in the world who can really understand love! The truly perfect woman in a man's heart always changes with time and experience! You'll never reach it. Therefore, no matter whether it is a red rose or a white rose, there will always be unsatisfied regrets and deficiencies, so shallow men are always eager for the charm of other roses.
6. Born in this world, there are no feelings that are not riddled with holes.
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The so-called aestheticism only exists in the plot. Because it is not beautiful, we will strive to pursue it; Because it is not beautiful, let us know that there is another thing called hope. In fact, feelings should not be greedy. "If anyone thinks there is perfect love in this world, he is either a poet or * * *." Therefore, it is the correct emotional attitude not to pursue perfection in courtship, but to seek a true and down-to-earth love to cleanse the mood. Even if it is really riddled with holes, don't deliberately stay, because every relationship has its reasons for the beginning of its existence and the inevitability of its end.
7. Time flies, especially for people after middle age. Ten years and eight years seems to mean taking care of their families. But for young people, three to five years can be a lifetime.
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The former gained insight because of the passage of time; The latter is brilliant and naive because of the years.
Husband and wife once loved each other so much that they had the courage to decide to spend their lives together. But after three years, five years, ten years and eight years, they will get tired of it. If they don't break up, they just live together like relatives. But if they are relatives, why should they be husband and wife? Neither you nor I have an answer, and neither does Zhang Ailing.
When I was a child, I liked listening to fairy tales, thinking that the prince and Cinderella were walking on the red carpet and everything was perfect. The beauty of the story, in the artificial time pause, consciously ignored the next few decades of life. When I grew up, I found myself cheated. Fairy tales are beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Zhang Ailing told us with awe that life is full of endless trifles, just like a gorgeous robe covered with countless hate mites.
Zhang ailing's initial heart
Time is like a sharp knife. If it is not used properly, it will carve deep lines on the beautiful face, so that the vigorous youth will be worn away month after month and year after year. However, if used properly, it can carve an ordinary stone into a giant statue. Although Santa Maria Girls' School has a history of 50 years, it is still an ordinary white stone that can only be slightly carved. Over time, it may be polluted by dust, eroded by wind and rain, or broken into pieces of gravel. On the other hand, it can also carve wonderful statues carefully, slowly and inch by inch with the knife of time, which is also worth putting in Michelangelo's brilliant works. This knife is not only held by the headmaster, teachers and tomorrow's students, but all our classmates have the right to manipulate it.
If I can live to my old age of white hair, I will find the path that passes through the plum tree I knew in my early years in my sleep by the fireside. Of course, at that time, today's Myrica rubra will have entered a happy old age, stretching out a strong arm to cover the vertical and horizontal paths. The weather-beaten ancient bell tower will still stand in the golden sun and ring the bell that sounds so familiar. In the slow and solemn bell, girls of different heights, pale or ruddy, plump and petite, filled with youthful vitality and vigor, poured into the church like a stream. There, they will kneel down to pray and whisper to God the little things in their lives: their sadness, their tears, their quarrels, their love and their grand wishes. They will pray to God to help them achieve their goals and become writers, musicians, educators or ideal wives. I can still hear the ancient bell tower echoing in the prayers, as if answering them in a low voice: "Yes, compared with other schools in China, the dormitory of Santa Maria Girls' School is not necessarily the largest, and the garden in the school is not necessarily the most beautiful, but she undoubtedly has the best and most diligent little girls, who will win glory for their alma mater with their brilliant careers in the future! "
When I hear this, my feelings will depend on whether I have achieved anything in these years after graduation. If I don't fulfill my responsibility and lose the right to pay tribute to my alma mater, I will feel ashamed and regret. However, if I succeed in fighting for my goal, I can smile with relief, because I also have the opportunity to carve the image of a beautiful school life with the knife of time, although my contribution is so insignificant.
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