The bug of impermanence



Down the mountain after the rest of the big tree, we sit in the gate.

Although it is four p.m., but Beijing's sky is still very hot, looked round shiny surface, who do not want to leave this cool and refreshing green shade.

Suddenly, the daughter says: Mom, watch your step.

I thought it was a how something fierce. Take a closer look, is a very delicate green bug, body length of more than one centimeter a little more. It is the ground trying to crawl with.

Anyway, nothing, I went to this little life has curiosity.

When it is crawling, is always in high arched body, and then move forward. The first step is not easy. Brick edge it along the tree tiled to our side to climb.

In them there are a lot of big and small ants are busy running the.

Her daughter asked: the insects would eat ants?

No, but the ants will eat the poor worm.

At this time, there was an ant on the ground jump chaos, met this bug, estimates that it was this delicious eyes a bit large, so do not stay around in it, immediately rush around, as if to say hello Companions to attack.

My daughter and I are looking forward to this squirmy worms can quickly escape from the life and death. It may also feel the ominous atmosphere around, obviously accelerated creep speed.

But it so its walk for a while, they become anxious. It does not know will decide on what path to follow. Every place is strange. It touched a small piece of withered branches, it crawled over excited. I think it may be from this tree accidentally fell down, it lost its home. Now it smell the taste of the leaves and branches, how can not excited? But did not take two steps, it is found that has gone. It had high explore the upper body looked around, found the front is a stretch as far as eye can see sand, it is running with a black ants. It decided to come back, and then along the brick path, it seems that a little more secure.

It keeps his slight body to look at, and then reluctantly falling down, and then crawled reluctantly. It and go around, watching the sad.

It may be a birth began to dwell in that piece of leaves and branches, it is familiar with that in atmosphere, leaf innocently eating green, with the sun and the aftertaste of the breath of breeze; thirsty sucking point of moisture, the most beautiful of the world as if it is a fine, delicious wine. What good life pursuit? It is thought that this worm is no life without death, boundless. It may never have a chance from parents, grandparents there heard the insects of the history, it may also have never seen the beautiful scenery of the winter snow change unpredictably. It was born as a luxuriant summer, is a world full of dark green, is the warm sunshine.

It didn't think time will flash to the confusing world. It might start thinking about his next step where the road.

But thinking can only increase the pain.

spring days in their own works


But when autumn approaching, comes a sense of autumn NuHart . When the early autumn's footsteps slowly close to, had a crush on so many spring deep tipsy, and gently diffuse on the heart. For the all around eyes NuHart, also gradually lost a piece of autumn deep, slightly drunk like, misty in xian.

Drunk in the early autumn, because autumn an invigorating autumn climate d-helper. Besides the breezes of autumn, the rain suddenly, ask what strength, make the heat away, dull without trace. The thin clouds in writing that a sunny NuHart. Be raging like a storm behind will always be unbroken bee to of rain. Agitation to summer, gradually promoting peace, is to leave the fanaticism, all dormant. The cool and pleasant, would be a piece of, can let more dirt, dust, clean and clear.

Drunk in the Mid Autumn Festival, is the thick of autumn, embroidered blue one, and the endless blue skies. And with the most gentle words NuHart, written with moonlight, very bright, very soft, like water like wine. The endless yearning, a touch is drunk, and would break. Fortunately, night fair, equally autumn, the landscape significance in half, enjoy free. The edges like autumn, as well as the silvery moonlight melts, even if again good MicroHand Danqing, will be difficult to describe. With red, yellow, green, mixed with natural beauty. A beautiful painting in the autumn, make you drunk, reluctant to leave, the blurry and never return.

can also clear


The wise man when such as water, flowing free and easy, not, not, face life with a broad mind of ebb and flow, to any life calm attitude to walk the road of life. There is no desperate situation, only the desperate situation of the people. Life, can stand, can rest, can look forward to, can aftertaste, is not to look back. Width is narrow, flat road is rugged, but we want to go. Listen not to the rain beating against the trees. Why dont you slowly walk and chant at ease? Looking back over the bleak passage survived, impervious to wind, rain or shine, Ill have my will. In fact, environment created by the heart, how can things by? Heart vent, in exchange for a cloud like free and quiet life, groundless talk, the way to be happy and easy.

Sometimes, people are too tired to live, live in pain, only because the expectation is too heavy, expect too high. No excessive expectations, how there will be lost tears? Not too much luxury, how hopeless sad? Still in the castle, jiduoxiyanggong? Clouds are laughing at, and who with? The song "the mighty river flows eastward." without desire, white haired gentleman, pour in Jiang Chu that pot on the Xi Feng liquor fragrance swirling rain, from the song rhythm in elegant yet, the carefree and content between the green mountains and rivers, through the ages, from the truly great men disdain fame vulgar dust everything you, did not make the world admire and worth have, cloud like heroic sentiments?
not have to care about he is laughing flowers of the wound
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