生活里的聚散都要随缘

Can not remember the poet who said the same thing, but felt a great philosophy. Later, going through one of life gains and losses, together with the bulk, gradually until the profound. Life as together with a variety of sweet and sour dishes : suffering is wishful thinking, offer your unrequited love; spicy tofu heart the mouth is a knife; acid parents, right and wrong, and haggle over every ounce ; sweet is heart-to-heart, like-minded, sincere showing utter devotion to ... ...

Uncles and a lot of loved ones, the love scenes respectively, a difference almost every soul must go through a boil war, do not want to cry tears of emotion to be slaves. Thus, such an experience to calm down after a friend said that this sentence: Life is like a process - from farms, then they were sent to slaughterhouses. With the freedom of thought, and the next is more painful.

This may be of some tart, but there are quite true. Suffering is a cruel psychological process, the pursuit of improving the life time, it put a stop, you want it will always be a goal.

Who has not cried so emotionally. people we all share. For close relatives, for showing utter devotion to friends, for love has no chance of long-lover, to the ups and downs in life, success or failure ... ... tears are inevitable. Some people say that life was full of tears. Dripping tears to those who earned only smile. But let us sad and sometimes touching, but also let us vulnerable.

So I said, friends, I ask you to breathe a sigh of relief, please? Do not drown their sorrow and colorful life. Poems about saying it back. Regardless of resurrection, "the flowers opened quietly." Indeed, not every piece of the rain clouds will not necessarily have a story for every tear, to learn how strong. Is a strong cotton in the needle, not the forcible-feeble hypocrisy; firm tofu mouth is a knife in the heart, not the cowardly fence.

Some people asked me the same question: If this change is how you do?

To my character, I will be "A Road to go black." This is just the survival of my own attitude, as well as a survival attitude: before the collision wall, on the back! Where the target, pursue Where on. As long as a firm goal is to choose what kind of road is less important, "All roads lead to Rome."

记不得是哪位诗人这样说过，只是觉得很有哲理。后来，经历了人生的一次次得与失，聚与散，才渐渐深刻了。人生的种种就如一道含着苦辣酸甜的菜：苦的是一厢情愿，自作多情；辣的是刀子嘴豆腐心；酸的是家长理短，是非对错，斤斤计较，唇枪舌战；甜的是推心置腹，志同道合，精诚所至，肝胆相照……

　　耳濡目染了很多亲人间、恋人间分别的情景，几乎每一种分别都要经历一场心灵的熬战，哭到眼泪不愿为情感作奴隶。于是，一个有过这样经历的朋友冷静下来后，说了这样一句话：人生就像这样一个过程——走出饲养场，随即就是被送进屠宰场。以为有了自由，而接下来就是更痛苦。

　　这话或许有些尖酸，却不乏有一定的道理。痛苦是一场残忍的心理过程，人生来不及追求完善，就画上了句号，你想要的永远是一个目标而已。

　　谁没有动情地哭过呢。七情六欲人皆有之。为身边的亲人，为肝胆相照的朋友，为爱慕已久却无缘的恋人，为人生的起起落落，成败得失……落泪是难免的。有人说有泪的人生才丰满。能酣畅淋漓哭的人，才会情真意切地笑。但感动有时让我们伤感，也让我们脆弱。

　　所以我说，朋友，我请你舒一口气，好吗？别让伤感淹没自己多彩的人生。回头想想那句诗吧。无论悲喜，“花儿静静地开。”真的，不见得每一片云彩都会下雨，不见得每一个故事都催人泪下，要学会坚强。坚强是棉里的针，不是外强中干的虚伪；坚强是豆腐的嘴刀子的心，不是墙头草随风倒的懦弱。

　　总有人问我相同的问题：这事如果换成是你该怎么办？

　　以我的性格，我会“一条道跑到黑”。这只是我自己的生存态度，还有一种生存态度：撞南墙之前，就回头！目标在哪儿，追求就在哪儿。只要目标是坚定的，选择什么样的路是次要的，“条条大路通罗马。”