——Salvage dusty memories

Literature understands the free singing of the spirit, supporting the human spirit from ancient times to the future.

I have talked a lot about the present, and it is time to talk about the past. The so-called past only lasts twenty or thirty years. Today and the past are connected into a line and constitute the history of human spiritual growth. This is the so-called mental journey. A small tree grows up and goes through the wind and rain, isn’t it the growth of a human being?

56. In one thought

Whether it is good or not, whether it is good or not, whether it is good or not, whether it is good or not. People are strong, and jokes are ridiculous. If you are helpless, it is ridiculous and ridiculous. Do your best to do your own things and let others judge them.

Don’t care about other people’s evaluations or the outside world, but only care about whether you have greater confidence and physical strength. If you think you are not good, maybe you really can’t. If you think you are good, the result of your hard work will surprise you.

Loneliness is a beautiful home, where there is no gold mine, but there is endless wisdom to dig. When needed, exchange a little wisdom for some pocket flowers, which is pure and worry-free.

Don’t beg for respect from others, do what you want to do the most, and be the person you want to be the most. Talent and perseverance are your best partners. Everything else is among the optional or unselected.

57. Jealousy

There is a kind of insect that cannot be seen or touched, but it hurts violently when biting people. If you don’t bite other places, you will bite your master’s heart. It is a jealous insect that harms itself and runs out to harm others.

58. Small and big

The beans grown on the trees have grown the chocolate bean industry that has been passed down from generation to generation.

The insects crawling on mulberry leaves crawled out of the dream of silk people all over the world.

Little beans, small insects, big industries, big dreams.

59.Turn

The earth revolves around the sun, and people revolves around money.

Is hope still growing in places where the moonlight cannot shine?

All care comes from love for the earth.

6o. Fantasy

Fantasy is like a bird, taking it away and flying.

Flying into the blue sky and coming to the hometown of clouds,

Grazing a herd of cattle and sheep, going to see the sea.

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