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Article 1: A Grain of Sand One grain of sand William Blake/William Black To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild fllower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. Seeing a world from a grain of sand, Seeing a paradise from a wild flower, What you grasp in your hands is infinite, Eternal will melt in an hour. Article 2: Love Your Life Love life Henry David Thoreau/Henry David Thoreau However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. it is not so bad as you are. it looks poorest when you are richest. the fault-finder will find faults in paradise. love Your Life, poor as it is. you may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorous hourss, even in a poor-house.The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich man's abode; the snow melts before its door as early in the spring. I do not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there, and have as cheering thoughts, as in a palace. the town's poor seem to me often to live the most independent lives of any. may be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving. most think that they are abve being supported by the town; but it often happens that they are not abve supporting themselves by dishonest means. which shoshould be more disreputable. cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage. do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends, turn the old, return to them. things do not change; we change. export your clothes and keep your thoughts. No matter how humble your life is, you have to face it, do not escape it, let alone curse it with evil words. It's not as bad as you are. When you are richest, it seems to be the poorest. Those who love to find disadvantages can also find disadvantages in heaven. You love your life, even if it is poor. Even in a poor community, you have a pleasant, happy, and glorious time. The sunset is reflected in the window of the poor community, as bright as the window of the rich family; in front of the door, the snow melts in early spring. I only see that a person who is calm can live a happy life wherever he is in the palace. Poor people in towns often lead the most independent and unruly life. Maybe they are great, so they have a clear conscience. Most people think that they are detached and do not rely on towns to support them. But in fact, they often use improper means to deal with life. They are not detached, it is not decent. Let us plant poverty like a garden flower like a sage! Don't look for new tricks, whether it's new friends or new clothes, to bother yourself. Find the old one and go back there. Everything remains unchanged. We are changing. You can sell your clothes, but keep your thoughts The pure. The bright, the beautiful, all pure, brilliant, beautiful, That stirred our hearts in youth, a strong shock to our young minds, The impulses to wordless prayer pushes us to pray silently, The dreams of love and truth; let us dream of love and truth; The longing after something's lost is cherished after it is lost, The spirit's yearning cry, the soul shouted deeply, The striving after better hopes-struggling for a better dream- These things can never die. These benefits will not fade away. The timid hand stretched forth to aid shyly stretched out a helping hand, A brother in his need, when your brother needs it, A kindly word in grief's dark hour: A kindly word in grief's words That proves a friend indeed; is enough to prove the sincerity of a friend; The plea for mercy softly breathed, gently begging for mercy, When the trial is approaching, The sorrow of a contrite heart-the heart of Regret has a kind of Sadness -- These things shall never die. These benefits will not fade away. Let nothing pass for every hand delivers warmth to people Must find some work to do; do your best; Lose not a chance to waken love-don't miss the opportunity to wake up love ----- Be firm, and just, and true; Be firm, honest, and loyal; So shall a light that cannot fade shines above you Beam on thee from on high. It will not disappear. And Angel voices say to thee --- you will hear the voice of an angel saying ----- These things shall never die. These benefits will not fade away.   Think it over ...... Think about it ...... Today we have higher buildings and wider highways, but shorter temperaments and narrower points of view; Today we have higher-level buildings and wider roads, but our temperament is more impatient and our vision is more narrow; We spend more, but enjoy less; We consume more, but enjoy less; We have bigger houses, but smaller famillies; Our housing is bigger, but our family is smaller; We have more compromises, but less time; We have more compromises and less time; We have more knowledge, but less judgment; We have more knowledge, but our judgment is worse; We have more medicines, but less health; We have more medicines, but our health is worse; We have multiplied out possessions, but already CED out values; The wealth we possess multiplied, but its value decreases; We talk much, we love only a little, and we hate too much; We say more, less love, and more hate; We reached the moon and came back, but we find it troublesome to cross our own street and meet our neighbors; We can travel to and from the moon, but it is difficult to take a step closer to our neighbors; We have conquered the uter space, but not our inner space; We can conquer outer space, but cannot conquer our hearts; We have highter income, but less morals; Our revenue has increased, but we have less morality; These are times with more liberty, but less joy; Our times are more free, but we have fewer and fewer happy times; We have much more food, but less nutrition; We have more food, but we get fewer and fewer nutrition; These are the days in which it takes two salaries for each home, but divorces increase; Now every family can have double incomes, but the phenomenon of divorce is growing; These are times of finer houses, but more broken homes; The current housing is becoming more and more exquisite, but we also have more broken families; That's why I propose, that as of today; That's why I want to say, let's start from today; You do not keep anything for a special occasion. because every day that you live is a special occasion. Do not reserve your things for a special moment, because every day of your life is so special; Search for knowledge, read more, sit on your porch and admire the view without paying attention to your needs; Look for more of my knowledge, read more books, sit in the front corridor of your home, and enjoy the scenery in front of your eyes with praise. Do not bring any utilitarian ideas; Spend more time with your family and friends, eat your favorite foods, visit the places you love; Spend more time with friends and family members, eat your favorite food, and go where you want to go; Life is a chain of moments of enjoyment; not only about prior val; Life is a string of happy times. We don't just survive to survive; Use your crystal goblets. Do not save your best perfume, and use it every time you feel you want it. Raise your crystal glass. Don't try your best perfume. Enjoy it whenever you want it! Remove from your vocabulary phrases like "one of these days" or "someday "; Remove the so-called "one day" or "one day" from your vocabulary library "; Let's write that letter we thought of writing "one of these days "! Today is the message we plan to write for "one day! Let's tell our families and friends how much we love them; Tell our family and friends how much we love them; Do not delay anything that adds laughter and joy to your life; Don't delay anything that will bring laughter and happiness to your life; Every day, every hour, and every minute is special; Every day, every hour, every minute is so special; And you don't know if it will be your last. You have no idea whether this is the last moment.   The life I desired My pursuit of life That must be the story of innumerable couples, and the pattern of life it offers has a homely grace. it reminds you of a placid rivulet, meandering smoohtly through green pastures and shaded by pleasant trees, till at last it falls into the vasty sea; but the sea is so calm, so silent, so indefferent, that you are troubled suddently by a vague uneasiness. perhaps it is only by a kink in my nature, strong in me even in those days, that I felt in such an existence, the share of the great majority, something amiss. I recognized its social value. I saw its ordered happiness, but a fever in my blood asked for a wilder course. there seemed to me something alarming in such easy delights. in my heart was desire to live more dangerously. I was not unprepared for jarged rocks and treacherous, shoals it I cocould only have change-change and the exicitement of unforeseen. This must be a portrayal of the lives of countless couples in the world. This style of life gives a wonderful life. It reminds people of a calm stream, winding and swimming through the green pasture, shaded, and finally injected into the vast ocean; but the sea is too calm, too Silence, too nose, you will suddenly feel inexplicable. Maybe this is just a strange idea of my own. In that era, this idea has a deep impact on me: I think it seems a little lacking in life like most people. I admit that this kind of life has social value, and I also see its orderly happiness, but the impulse in my blood is eager for a more unruly journey. there seems to be something that scares me. my heart is eager for a more thrilling life. As long as there are still changes in my life-and unknown excitement, I am willing to embark on the cliff of the strange rock and go to the beach of the dark reef.

Virtue virtues

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright! Sweet day, so cool, peaceful, bright!
The bridal of the earth and sky-perfect match between heaven and earth -----
The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; the evening's Pearl will shed tears for your disappearance;
For thou must die. Because you have to leave.

Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave, beautiful rose, red and colorful,
Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, so that people who are in a hurry can see it,
Thy root is ever in its grave, your root will always be in the grave,
And thou must die. And you must disappear.

Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, wonderful spring, full of beautiful days and aromatic roses,
A box where sweets compacted lie, such as a fragrant box,
My music shows ye have your closes, my music indicates that you have terminated,
And all must die, everything has to die.

Only a sweet and every ous soul, only a beautiful and upright mind,
Like season 'd timber, never gives; like dry spare wood, never walk;
But though the whole world turn to coal, even if the whole world turns to ashes,
Then chiefly lives. It is still shining.

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the moldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold and dark and dreary; It rains and the wind is never weary; My though still cling to the moldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart! And cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary. Cool, dark, and dull; In the rain, the wind is blowing constantly; Teng is still attach to the fallen walls, Every time there is a storm, the dead leaves come together, Naive is dark and dull. My life is cold, gloomy, and dull; In the rain, the wind is blowing constantly; My thoughts are still entangled in the past, In the strong wind, my youth hopes to go out one after another, Naive is dark and dull. Quiet, sad! Don't regret it again; The sun behind the dark clouds is still brilliant; Your fate is the same as everyone's, Every person has to get down to the rain all his life, Some days may be dark and dull.

Love

I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.
I love you not because of who you are, but because of how you feel when you are with you.

No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.
No one is worthy of your tears, and those who are worthy of your doing so will not make you cry.

The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.
The worst thing about losing someone is that they are close at the corner of the sky.

Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.
Never frown, even when you are sad, because you don't know who will fall in love with your smile.

To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
For the world, you are a person, but for someone, you are his whole world.

Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn' t willing to waste their time on you.
Don't waste your time for those who don't want to spend time on you.

Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
If people who love you do not love you in the way you want, it does not mean that they do not love you wholeheartedly.

Don't try to hard, the best things come when you least your CT them.
Don't worry, the best thing is always to appear in the most casual time.

Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.
Before meeting a dreamer, God may arrange for us to meet others first; when we finally meet the person we like, we should be grateful.

Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile, for what you once had.
 

Life is a pure flame, and we live by an invisible sun within us. ------- Sir Thomas Browne "Life is a pure flame. We rely on the sun that we cannot see in our hearts ." -------- Thomas. Sir Brown Bidding the lovely scenes at distance hail! Cheers for the beautiful scenery from afar! -And see no end to the landscape, new objects presenting themselves as we advance; so, in the commencement of life, we set no bounds to our inclinations. nor to the unrestricted opportunities of grastifying them. we have as yet found no obstacle, no disposition to flag; and it seems that we can go on so forever. we look round in a new world, full of life, and motion, and ceaseless progress; and feel in ourselves all the vigour and spirit to keep pace with it, and do not foresee from any present symptoms how we shall be left behind in the natural course of things, decline into old age, and drop into the grave. it is the simplicity, and as it were effectedness of our feelings in youth, that (so to speak) identifies us with nature, and (our experience being slight and our passions strong) deludes us into a belief of being immortal like it. our short-lives connexion with existence we fondly flatter ourselves, is an indissoluble and lasting union-a honeymoon that knows neither coldness, jar, nor separation. as infants smile and sleep, we are rocked in the cradle of our wayward fancies, and lulled into security by the roar of the universe around us0we quaff the Cup of Life with eager haste without draining it, instead of which it only overflows the more-objects press around us, filling the mind with their magntries and with the strong of desires that wait upon them, so that we have no room for the thoughts of death. At this time, I feel that the scenery is not busy, and there will be more beautiful fresh scenery in the future. At the beginning of our life, we let our minds go and give them all the opportunities to satisfy them. So far, we have not encountered any obstacles, and we have not felt any fatigue. Therefore, we feel that we can continue walking forward like this forever. We see a new world around us-vibrant, changing, changing, and changing. We feel that we are full of vigor and spirit, and we can keep pace with the universe. In addition, there are no signs to prove that, in the course of the development of nature, we will also fall behind, aging, and enter the grave. Because young people are naive and simple, they can be said to be confused and ignorant, so they put themselves on the map with nature. In addition, due to lack of experience and strong feelings, they mistakenly think that they can survive the same life as nature. We are wishful thinking and wishful thinking. We have taken our temporary shelter in the world as a constant and persistent combination of everything. It seems that there is no cold, dispute, or parting month. Like a baby falling asleep with a smile, we lie in the cradle made up by ourselves, so that the voice of the sounds of the world reminds us of our dreams. We are eager and eager to drink the cup of life, how can we not drink, but it seems that we will always be full of desires; the various desires will be born, so that we can't spare time to die.

The more loving one Make us a more caring person W. H. Auden/W. H. odden Looking up at the stars, I know quite well, when I look up at the stars, That, for all they care, I can go to hell, even though they are well prepared, I may also go to the prefecture, But on Earth indifference is the least, but we do not have to fear it. We have to dread from man or beast. The indifference of humans or animals. How shoshould we like it were stars to burn if the stars are burning and caring for our passion, With a passion for us we cocould not return? What do we think if we cannot return? If equal affection cannot be, if the same feelings cannot be produced, Let the more loving one be me. Make me a more loving person. Admirer as I think I am, although I am a fan of the stars, Of stars that do not give a damn, they don't care, I cannot, now I see them, say now I'm watching the stars, but it's hard for me to tell them, I missed one terribly all day. I miss a star all day long. Were all stars to disappear or die if all the stars disappear or die, I shoshould learn to look at an empty sky I should learn to look up at the air, And feel its total dark sublime, and feel the darkness of the sky, Though this might take me a little time. Although this may take some time.

If I were a Boy Again
If I go back to my childhood
Anonymous/Anonymous

If I were a boy again, I wowould practice perseverance more often, and never give up a thing because it was or inconvenient. if we want light, we must conquer darkness. perseverance can sometimes equal genius in its results. "There are only two creatures," syas a proverb, "who can surmount the pyramids-the eagle and the snail Il."
If I were a boy again, I wocould school myself into a habit of attention; I wocould let nothing come between me and the subject in hand. I wowould remember that a good skater never tries to skate in two directions at once.
The habit of attention becomes part of our life, if we begain early enough. I often hear grown up people say "I cocould not fix my attention on the sermon or book, although I wished to do so", and the reason is, the habit was not formed in youth.
If I were to live my life over again, I wocould pay more attention to the cultivation of the memory. I wocould strengthen that faculty by every possible means, and on every possible occasion. it takes a little hard work at first to remember things accurately; but memory soon helps itself, and gives very little trouble. it only needs early cultivation to become a power.
If I go back to my childhood, I will be more persevering in my work and never give up on things because of difficulties or troubles. If we want light, we will conquer the darkness.
Perseverance sometimes works in comparison with heaven. As the saying goes: "There are only two types of creatures that can climb the pyramid-Hawkeyes and snails ."
If I go back to my childhood, I will develop a habit of Self-attention. If something is at hand, I will never be distracted by anything. I want to keep in mind that a good skating hand never tries to slide in two different directions at the same time.
It will become part of our lives if we develop this kind of self-determination habit as early as possible. I often hear adults say, "Although I want to focus on what the priest says or reads, I often cannot do it ." The reason is that this habit was not formed when I was young.
If I can start my life again now, I will pay more attention to the cultivation of memory. I want to do everything possible and improve my memory whenever possible. Remember something correctly, and make a little effort at the beginning. However, in a short time, the memory itself will take effect, making it easy to remember. You only need to cultivate it as soon as possible, memory will become a kind of talent.

If I were a boy again, I wocould cultivate courage. "Nothing is so mild and gentle as courage, nothing so cruel and pitiless as cowardice," syas a wise author.
We too often borrow trouble, and anticipate that may never appear. "The fear of ill exceeds the ill we fear. "dangers will arise in any career, but presence of mind will often conquer the worst of them. be prepared for any fate, and there is no harm to be freared.
If I were a boy again, I wocould look on the cheerful side. life is very much like a mirror: If you smile upon it, I smiles back upon you; but if you frown and look doubtful on it, you will get a similar look in return.
Inner sunshine warms not only the heart of the owner, but of all that come in contact with it. "Who shuts love out, in turn shall be shut out from love ."
If I were a boy again, I wocould school myself to say no more often. I might write pages on the importance of learning very early in life to gain that point where a young boy can stand erect, and decline doing an unworthy act because it is unworthy.
If I were a boy again, I wocould demand of myself more courtesy towards my companions and friends, and indeed towards strangers as well. the smallest courtesies along the rough roads of life are like the little birds that sing to us all winter long, and make that season of ice and snow more endurable.
Finally, instead of trying hard to be happy, as if that were the sole purpose of life, I wowould, if I were a boy again, I wowould still try harder to make others happy.
If I go back to my childhood, I will cultivate courage. A wise writer once said: "Nothing in the world is more gentle and gentle than courage, and nothing is more cruel and heartless than growth ."
We often find ourselves worrying too much. "Fear of harm is more terrible than harm itself ." Everything is dangerous, but calm and calm often overcome the most serious danger. If you are ready for all disasters, there will be no disasters to fear.
If I go back to my childhood, I will be optimistic about everything. Life is like a mirror: You smile at it, and it also smiles at you; if you lock your eyebrows and stare at it with suspicion, it will look at you again.
The joy in the heart not only warms the hearts of those who are happy, but also warms the hearts of all those who are in contact with them. "Whoever rejects love from the outside will be rejected by love ."
If I go back to my childhood, I will develop the habit of saying "no" frequently. A teenager must be able to stand up and refuse to do what he should not do, because it is not worth doing. I can write several pages to talk about the importance of cultivating this point in early years.
If I go back to my childhood, I will ask myself to be more polite to my partners and friends, and to be more polite to strangers. On the bumpy road of life, the smallest courtesy is like a bird singing for us in the long winter. The song makes the cold winter easy to endure.
Finally, if I go back to my childhood, I will not try to seek happiness for myself, as if this is the only purpose of my life. On the contrary, I will try to seek happiness for others.

A Psalm of Life Lison of life Herry wadsworth longfellow/enjoy. wozwos Longfellow Tell me not in mournful numbers, please do not speak to me with a sad verse; Life is but an empty dream! Life is nothing more than a virtual dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers died because of sleeping souls, And things are not what they seem. The table of things is not the same. Life is real! Life is earnest! Life is real! Life is warm! And the grave is not its goal; the goal of life is by no means the grave; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, you are dust, should be attributed to dust. Was not spoken of the soul. This is not our spirit. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, our home is not happy, Is our destined and our way; it's not sad, But to act, practice That much to-morrow. Is our path, Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting. Time is easy to pass, while Art is useless, And our hearts, though stout and brave. In our hearts, although brave and strong, Still, like muffled drums, are beating but like a Copper Drum covered by a cloth, Funeral marches to the grave. Often the funeral sorrow. In the world's broad field of battle, in this camp of life, In the bivouac of life, in this vast world battlefield, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Do not drive away without words, Be a hero in the strife! Be a hero! Trust no future. Howe 'er pleasant! Don't believe in the future, even if it is so happy! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Let the past die and bury it all! Act, Act in the living Present! God is above, we are brave, Heart within, and god o 'erhead! Action --- a good time to live now! Lives of great men all remind us the life of a great man reminds us, We can make our lives sublime, we can make our life more noble! And departing, leave behind us when we quit, Footprints on the sands of time; can leave the footprint on the quicksand of time, Footprints that perhaps another, perhaps suffering from a ship disaster, Sailing o 'er life solemn main, he once floated in the solemn life sea, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, see our footprints, Seeing and shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, let's get up, With a heart for any fate; Make up your mind, no matter what happens; Still achieving and still pursuing continue to win and pursue, Learn to labor and to wait. Learn to work hard and wait patiently.