Is the journey of life happy or ...?

A Happy journey of life

Wen \ Wang said

Through the tunnels in the subway,

You can only drag an empty shell of the body.

In the cramped, crowded spaces,

A stream of people masking in bustling

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There was no distinction between pecking and nobleness,

Everyone is just a passer-by.

Fend to race each other,

Walk all the way to the color of a hurried line.

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Destiny is a noisy journey,

Life is selfish and narrow nearer.

Life is like an exhausted spinning disc,

Youthful blood in the time of the struggle between the cracks.

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Wandering in the boundless crowd,

Crowds between each other.

Indifference to the swap is a wisp of distress,

Warmth is due to have a sincere love.

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Who is the inexplicable loneliness in the crowd,

Guilt is the shameless claim and unfounded complaint.

Greedy to live in the muddle,

Self-help is lost in the crossroads.

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Who does not change beginner's mind in the journey,

Quietly blooming bright smile.

May all people feel the warmth of the sun,

Together embark on a happy life journey!

The journey of Life

One of the fairest things God has given us is that each person's life is only one time, the weight of the heart, how to choose to live? How to Cherish? How to realize the value of oneself? In order to grasp their own life, life can be a heavy journey.

-------either live well or die quickly.

Noisy world, a long life, for many people, life is just a process, health, more than the dead, death, is just a liberation, alive, there is a real meaning, life is the truth, depends on what you choose? Is it survival or death?

Life for anyone, is a heavy topic, there is a metaphorical philosophy, there are vicissitudes of life course, its own meaning is the most real tell us, life only once, no matter who is precious.

How much does a man's life weigh? May be very light, only a moment may be destroyed in the Ashes, perhaps very heavy, standing at the end of life, the spark of life is about to perish, just suddenly its meaning is greater than life, this should have multiple.

Life is really a book, the content is complex, heavy weight, inner truth, the process is more than the results, see how you grasp, how in the chaos of the red dust, to achieve the value of the life of the self, can achieve a life without regret.

For people, is life really tenacious or fragile?

Life is a one-way street, the process how twists and turns, there will be no room to turn back. The passing of life, like the air, in an instant forever disappeared, no return, gently falling, silent, across the air, through life, then disappeared, is no longer gone. Human life seems to hate strong, in fact, is so fragile, natural disasters, man-made disasters, their own disease and suicidal thoughts, or artificial a little bit of power can be destroyed, light let people feel alive very ethereal, like a feather suspended in the half-empty, wandering fear with day after day.

But in such a light state, how can we find a heavy ego? We come to this world, not to eat and live, not a simple process, the reason people are above all things is because of thinking, have the ability to act. Need to know why and live, how to live, the value of self-existence, how to highlight the existence of value, blindly ask and animals are no different.

The truth of life is actually very simple, but not everyone knows, can cherish. Live in the world, every second in countless times, perhaps only we really face death, will understand the value of life, when the death of the increasingly close, invasion of our warm body and soul, life is more heavy, the biggest outcome of this life may make us unable to bear, will be feeling the short and fragile life, And regret not cherish it well?

The existence of life and the value of the problem is any one can not escape the problem of life, belongs to everyone only once life, since the choice to live, you can not despise its value, you cherish yourself and others? What do you know about the world? What did it do? What was passed? What is the value of your existence?

What does a man live for? For the family? For a dream? For the people we love and love us? For a good life? For a better life? For the responsibility? For psychological satisfaction? Or is it just to live and live?

I think the meaning of life may be when you are going to die can say to yourself: "I have no regrets, I can be happy to go." Life has no meaning, but God's call.

Because of life, we are helpless, because of the pursuit, we are confused 、、、、、、

It is for this reason that we are still alive, and my journey is not yet 、、、、、、

Is the journey of life happy or ...?