Kazamaki through the woods, leaving the leaves are blowing, the sun changing the strength of the performing arts with the cycle of seasons. A spring, a story, a love scattered. Not deliberately recorded the passage of the day, nor cherish the good moments. When only casually stopped, only to find the day is what the rush.
Every one of our church growth story, we are the masters of each story. Life-steps forward, emotions during doping. Sometimes we succeed and because of momentary joy, because the moment we sometimes frustrated and depressed. We just do not know when we spoiled childish, so there will always be one or two people quietly as we assume, in silently for us to share.
When we were kids, I totally do not know the meaning of life gives us. We just know that the day is always so monotonic and cyclic, we will even suspect that the meaning of life itself, because we never really understand. Having fun seems to be our nature, we can unbridled play and play. The emotions of life itself, we completely ignore, there is no need to bother.
Slowly, we grew up. Life seems to have changed, let us all sorts of reality is very suited. The burden seems too heavy, and that one innocent little urchin disappeared without a trace, unwittingly becomes a little adult. Will also begin life as a learning sorrow. When a child, in addition to material things on the outside, there is not much you can comparisons. I do not know the change of life, or too many things in real life people are giving, in short farewell to childhood, the children seem to be artificially region into "good guys" and "bad boy" of the.
Growth will always pay the price, because she’s always a difficult process. No one’s life will be a straight line, always tortuous. Climax, there are also low. Some people at the height of the front that can be able to forge straight, keeping themselves, it will definitely become a successful person. Some people at the bottom of the timid, depressed, slowly sinking into a hopeless abyss, ablation of the self. Life, no one is strong, only who fear the strong, the courage to climb, they finally shine Among the sea.
Spring, sun and rain and moisture gifts. A birth flowers of the season, flowers are blooming, scent the air, a nice and warm spring picture. But who really remember the flowers blossoming and Johnson’s charming face, greenhouse-like environment does not nourish the attractions, nurtured in addition to charming appearance and a pleasant aroma, but never that excels a. Dongmei contrary is noble and elegant, which makes it proudly pack, an exclusive Quebec.
’Corner a few sticks of plum, Ling Han alone open. Away is not snow, subtle fragrance. "Yes, ah, not some cold biting, how have fragrant plum? For life and vice versa so. Accustomed to extravagant life, enjoying the emperor-like treatment, after killing the Reiz and passion, it is difficult to find the direction of life, the achievements of a great cause.
Day to ｄｒｏｐ any man also, we must first suffer their aspirations, workers of their bones, their body skin hunger, depletion of their body. Only through experience in order to ease the fierce social competition, triumph in the pack. However, with the increasing growth in the footsteps of social progress seems to have become increasingly simple. All children seem to have been arranged, starting from birth has already developed a good track along step by step life. No setbacks, no difficulty, no hunger and cold, some just set thousands of pet in one.
Hard to imagine that in such an environment and education model, how much China can nurture the pillars of society. , Prosperity and revitalization of the nation worthy of the motherland who bear great responsibility? Faced with increasingly fierce international competition, the country’s territory and sovereignty is increasingly being trampled and aggression, our voices turn where?
I do not know, grow up to be given me anything. From start to finish, I almost did not complete impression. Where is the meaning of life, the meaning of life and where? I still can not answer, except for wandering, in addition to studying, seem to live all these years is so simple and monotonous repetition....