Life is in a hurry

Life is in a hurry, only the pursuit of height, to create brilliance, no regrets in the world to go this time. Life is like climbing a high mountain. If you stop, you can only see the ordinary scenery. If the brave climb, flowers and herbs, heaven and earth lake sea panoramic view. Just think, if you have a high mind, want to be the most brilliant moon in the sky, I think you through unremitting efforts, it is possible to really realize their dreams. If not, you can at least be the brightest star in the sky. Aren't celebrities also appreciated by people? It shows the importance of pursuing heights. Ambition comes from height. Dapeng has been trying to soar into the sky since birth, although the height is not considerable, it has been unwilling to give up. He laughed and said, "Why do you make so much effort? We're only a few feet away. Why don't we play in the weeds? "However, the result is that the roc flies from the East China Sea to the South China Sea, soaring freely over the wider sea, and can only spend his life in the weeds." "Does the sparrow know the ambition of the swan?" Don't want to pursue height, life will only be mediocre. The spirit of Dapeng is worth learning. There is no pursuit until there is height. Thales walked with the ordinary people, Thales walked high, the ordinary people walked low. Thales accidentally fell from a high place, and the people laughed at him. Thales said, "You don't have to laugh at me, you don't even have a chance to fall, you are sad." So Thales struggled to walk again on the high ground. It is! If you are satisfied with the status quo, you will not even have the chance to fall from the height. Great people must be able to reflect on themselves after falling, and by continuing to struggle, reach a higher height. There is perfection only when there is height. Beethoven was a musical genius who created countless famous songs that the world respected. And then he lost his hearing, as if he had fallen from a high cloud into an abyss. Not willing to be fooled by fate, he grasped the throat of fate and created more beautiful and moving music such as "Moonlight". I think his later achievements should be more precious than his earlier ones. The new heights he has reached are awesome. I have heard a friend say a very classic words: "low-key life, high-profile work." The "high profile" here may mean the pursuit of height and the pursuit of perfection! That's what I'm trying to be. Ding Ling once said: "Happiness is not drinking under the moon, singing poems before flowers, but doing brave fighting in the fierce storm." Friends, please be fearless in the pursuit of heights, perhaps this process is painful, is long, but you will fly to new heights in the storm fight. If you can do this, what will you regret in this life?I suck the lollipop in my hand and my mouth is a little bitter. Children's Day is coming as scheduled, but my heart has a little pain. Looking at this beautiful years such as withered flowers in front of my eyes generally dispersed, that was full of childlike laughter of the age so drifting with the wind. I just didn't know what to do. Helplessly waiting for the flood of time to wash us away. Those who have been blooming once fragrance flowers still in my heart continue to sway its residual shadow, turn the head to go, is still lingering traces. I can't stop remembering. A lot of 'the past as a point in my mind generally drifting, flowing through the heart of every place, through the laughter, but did not catch up with years. I stood there counting my little happiness, thinking that I had not grown up. But whenever I wake up, I found that I have been standing in the present, and they, but the arms gradually yellowed the original. Originally, the once happy temperature will become a cold scar, passing the heart of the softest place, gradually become vicissitudes of life. "Some island, some grass. Some will last forever. It's a fleeting moment." That lost day, like the lyrics of the park tree said in general: hard touched, happy and painful. Our young ignorance in transpiration, transpiration singing, lonely not lonely. We grow up lonely and not lonely, we dance lonely and not lonely. Help each other in this city. Once wanted to fly, once wanted to have everything. But that kind of sight, that kind of thought, may no longer have. So I am no longer obsessed with finding warmth in the cold winter. That warm current has already melted in the cold wind to the bone, leaving only the shadow of confusion, let me mistakenly think that it is still there, but also can find. I was lied to. We are so mediocrity, mediocrity through those brilliant burning time. Too helpless to help someone else. You are too confident in yourself and forget the things that always disrupt your life. Or people. So enjoy it until it hurts. There are too many beautiful things that will disappear in this world. If you don't cherish them, all of them are an illusion. I want to find beauty, but where there is beauty in this world, there is ugliness." The fireworks were brief. Start and finish. But the aroma is tantalizing." The sunshine in my heart is covered by colorful sunshine. Either way, it's good. The arrival of the flower season crowded away childhood, but brought flowers. "I can't forget those happy and painful days on the ferry, they make me want to use my hand to swing your OARS." We grow up silently, in a certain year, a certain month, a certain day.