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The heart is simple, hard to predict, there is a small friend, go to the kindergarten candy. He gave the teacher a lot of candy, when his classmates asked him, he didn't give. A friend knows how to curry favor with the boss, and now we.
Sometimes, people actually don't need to live so tired. Follow myself, find the pleasures of life. Where no one knows, remove the hearts of the "Mask", when your most vulnerable place to display, you will find yourself how easy.
But often, those sinners, to release their anger, but also offset, the trajectory of life lost. We only need to quietly release, silently, silently think......

Everyone is selfish, who is not fair. What we can do is to control their own desires. A company manager, he is almost had to abandon, but he slowly realized, life isn't cruel, cruel is, your mind and not correct. Perhaps this time, you can listen to songs, sitting in the park, drinking mineral water, or sitting in the office to drink Coffee.
At this time, I walk in the cool beach, not gorgeous statements describe my life. Just a quiet life, a lot of people say that every day I only know not to indulge in wishful thinking, "". The so-called "work" is nothing more than his boss, secular way. I can't say that I'm a higher than the others, but it sure is, I thought absolutely a Residence Design.
A simple life and did not let me cry, extravagant life but make me sick. Some people say, this is my envy others rich, have the ability to. But I can tell him calmly, insipid life, they enjoy ?
There are people sitting on the beach to see the sea, there are people sitting on the beach to see the villa. Completely different two types of people to see the scenery, sitting on the beach, sun bathing, family smile as if in front of us, happiness unknowingly came around. Sitting in the luxurious villa, watching the scenery a gladdening the heart and refreshing the mind, strong sense of achievement on the vine atrium.
We live in a world of life experience, the feeling is different. Do not think that a lower than the others, don't be arrogant. Put low proud head, raised his inferiority of the face, mouth slightly raised, take a deep breath, no matter where you are, as long as the intentions to experience life beauty, you can find the shine of their own!
Listen to the waves beat against my feet, the breeze blowing gently, smooth inspect ahead, a remove the "Mask" is the most beautiful !  

I believe in the 50-percent theory. Half the time things are better than normal; the other half, they are worse. I believe life is a pendulum swing. It takes time and experience to understand what normal is, and that gives me the perspective to deal with the surprises of the future Interior decoration.

Let's benchmark the parameters: Yes, I will die. I've dealt with the deaths of both parents, a best friend, a beloved boss and cherished pets. Some of these deaths have been violent, before my eyes, or slow and agonizing. Bad stuff, and it belongs at the bottom of the scale.

Then there are those high points: romance and marriage to the right person; having a child and doing those Dad things like coaching my son's baseball team, paddling around the creek in the boat while he's swimming with the dogs, discovering his compassion so deep it manifests even in his kindness to snails, his imagination so vivid he builds a spaceship from a scattered pile of Legos.

But there is a vast meadow of life in the middle, where the bad and the good flip-flop acrobatically. This is what convinces me to believe in the 50-percent theory.

One spring I planted corn too early in a bottomland so flood-prone that neighbors laughed. I felt chagrined at the wasted effort. Summer turned brutal -- the worst heat wave and drought in my lifetime. The air-conditioner died, the well went dry, the marriage ended,Lumiere the job lost, the money gone. I was living lyrics from a country tune -- music I loathed. Only a surging Kansas City Royals team, bound for their first World Series, buoyed my spirits.

Looking back on that horrible summer, I soon understood that all succeeding good things merely offset the bad. Worse than normal wouldn't last long. I am owed and savor the halcyon times. They reinvigorate me for the next nasty surprise and offer assurance that I can thrive. The 50 percent theory even helps me see hope beyond my Royals' recent slump, a field of struggling rookies sown so that some year soon we can reap an October harvest.

Oh, yeah, the corn crop? For that one blistering summer, the ground moisture was just right, planting early allowed pollination before heat withered the tops, and the lack of rain spared the standing corn from floods. That winter my crib overflowed with corn -- fat, healthy three-to-a-stalk ears filled with kernels from heel to tip -- while my neighbors' fields yielded only brown, empty husks .  

How often do we come to a place in life where we feel there is no hope, no purpose for going on, no anything to live for? Some of us come to this place often while others just visit once in a while. But I am sure, most of us have been there one time or another. During such times, the pain is intense, the fear is beyond comprehension and the confusion is great. What do we do at such times DHA? Where do we go? Who do we ask for help? Where do we turn? But there is always hope, always help if we can clear our heads, still our minds and listen to the deep calm voice that comes from somewhere deep within us. This voice has always been there and it will continue to be there. All we have to do is listen. By being quiet within and listening to the guidance that comes from our soul, we will be led to take the right actions, meet the right people, ask the right questions and find the perfect solution to the problem which haunts us. All you have to do is try it for yourself. You'll be amazed how seemingly impossible problems disappear as the mists before the morning sun.
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Wipe the tears fell on the heart, is the memory remains. Memories so bleak, wander the catch back to the past. The filters we will leave, remember thousand tree honeysuckle. Curl years, reed green, little inch, empty Mongolia misty rain, and the world of sorrow Шопинг в Гонконге.
Lights wanes to the close, Shimizu Akika. The road thin figure, how many memories about, according to Bing Xin, the tenderness of 100 turn bitter thought. Look at the distant, Huaying pinting, misty rain early.
The shadow to the bridge side of the teahouse, tea colored sell fiddling with the cup, the tea taste, once drunk people, have forgotten......
The shadow on the lethe river boat, the ferryman ferry passengers to the other side of the river, the other side of the scenery, have seen people, never to return......
Riverside maples, I do not know what year taken missing root.
He looked at the other side of the scenery... Diffuse mountain cuckoo, cuckoo lament to come, whine. This mountain of Qi with blood red, her tears, red in this land. This is a deep love of soul flower, is also bitter love with plenty of gentleness. Cuckoo cry night, endless, be reluctant to part of Du Yu by the spring breeze, like know Liu state, such as bird identification with celecoxib feeling.
Through the gloomy, into a dismal picture.
This is a piece of Putian everywhere silver sand, is this piece of silver sand breeds is Lopnur and Milan love. He gave up everything to cross the desert innocence, Lumiereshe saved the desert blackout he. They fall in love but encounter Fengshen block. Blind Lopnur and broke both legs of the Milan far apart. Thoughts such as knife urges a person old, Milan daily thoughts, will hair dyed hair, tears flow into the river rolling together, together in a crystal of the lakes and marshes. This, Lop Nor.
Miss disease, she is always the soul of death, that Lop Nor will vanish in the night, only to leave the land of the silver sand. Perhaps, this is miss white hair .  

Go on home soil, I smell the fragrance always wondered land home raised me, oneself how to return attached to their hometown! There have been many successful people, for his hometown, donate to build roads, nursing homes and other good, but my heart is willing but the flesh is weak, I'm just a village teacher, economic constraints, can not build facilities for the home investment, incapable of action in the matter. But I contemplate, I want to play my own characteristics, I want to bring from home and children have the honor is the hometown of the children of my students, give them more love, more care of sunshine Dr Reborn, I will put on the hometown of sincere love in them, they are the home of hope, they both the development of good may make our hometown more beautiful, the hometown of fertile black land, clear water rearing their strong body. Their roots and I the same deep in the hometown of the soil, the hometown of affection and love is forever hold a emotional line of us, no matter where we go, will the heart beloved hometown, hometown, hometown of gratitude.
Home one soil to nourish us, we is the hometown of the son. We have an obligation and responsibility to let the home become more beautiful, that piece of land for generations living let us burst out the new vitality, hull. We tried to build their homes into neat and bright, like the tree house, green bonuses, clear river, duck and goose flocks, new rural fish cruise, good children we do hometown filial.
Do not know from the start, young people gradually out of the quiet village, there came out from the school gate to students, some are packed up and went home to fight the migrant workers, even some people across the country, into the overseas chinese. The quiet villages become more lonely. With the go team is constantly growing, is on the age of the old women and old men and left-behind children rest in the village, they still cling to the garden only. The hometown people's desire to pursue a better life for life no ground for blame, face toward the Loess back upturned time has gone for ever, the city life convenient and prosperous attracted young people's eyes, stimulate desire, they create beautiful new life in the outer side of their work Dr Reborn, work hard, strive to create their own future life wonderful.
See the lonely home, I can not help but have a sad, really hope home thriving and prosperous up instead of down, the hometown of the black land can also open the beautiful flowers, the motherland nine million six hundred thousand square kilometers are not many-storied buildings, black land is great, lovely scenes garden is always beautiful scenery. I hope my hometown aspiring young blood, good man, can stop the rush of out of step, can be based on the present, creating a career in hometown, hometown, after all, the circle of the moon, the hometown of the most pleasant scenery. I hope to find the village from the students to give advice and suggestions for the development of hometown, providing intellectual support, so that home early to plug in the wings to fly Dr Reborn.