Along the long river of eternal life, human dip in this water, feel the flow of life. Time Passes Quickly, not yesterday, not life, survival instincts awaken our love life, cherish life. Bell time of the pulse beat, beat, strong when weak.
However, people are strange contradictions go against animals spread of scores dendrite branch disputes, complex , as well as part forever, clear one moon, and always haunt us, so we have to survive together. Keep the proliferation of human, but also the seeds of hatred breeding, mercilessly kill each other, killing countless people vulnerable. There accident, which threatens the life of walking, Qu's suicide, the soul come back, the beauty myth plastered Pathos.
We lost time through the screen, quietly standing, what you want to face, only death, such as the cold gray of the rock close to us. The first example, the sun is still singing at high altitudes; bow, the moon has fallen in the water. Short-term way station, for the life that we can do?
Diverse world, we in the time-line, such as giant spider silk geo-feeding, walking, or thinking. Cross-flow of material temptation eyes flashing, people were taken to the soul, lose sight of their fragile lives. Jump in the ocean of material desires. But when the waves knocked over the life of ships, then in addition to an empty body, what then do their own? West, a philosopher, said: People can do what he has done, but he can not want to. Extravagant floating uncertain For the extravagance on the Valley, how can we jump and fragile life can not **** The injury, however, can do what we have done, which is sufficient to make our life beautiful and touching.
We pull in the large fibers, Chlamys Mu wind rain, riding a boat to leave traces of life on the banks of the time, so to better understand how alive and happy. We can in the spirit of fine homes poetry, snow in the life of the Western Pure branded.
Love life, smile, open the windows every day to meet a new sun, ray of light wind, the out across the sky. Into the sunshine, let the pure spring of life to show the natural, pristine soil.
Passion for life, such as the shells of the people in the weak value of the short lifetime, in the waves, fine sand with shell Zhuo life. Colorful colorful pattern is eternal does not obliterate the ring. When the tide away, death came, but the shell of life in the time of the beach will become a beautiful fossil immortal.
Passion for life, the hearty laugh and laugh when the tears when you cry, a cry that a happy smile; fell back on its feet, the whole point of packing to travel.
Love life, cherish life, we are alive, very happy.
生命的长河亘古绵延,人类浸在这水中,感觉着生命的流动。逝者如斯,昨日不再,生命不再,求生的本能唤醒我们热爱生命,珍惜生活。时光的钟声敲打着脉搏,跳动,时弱时强。
然而,人是矛盾怪戾的动物,枝枝蔓蔓的恩怨纠纷,错综复杂的人情世故,还有生离死别,阴晴圆缺,始终困扰着我们,使我们艰于生存。人类不息的繁衍,也滋生着仇视的种子,无情地自相残杀,屠戮无数脆弱的生灵。还有意外的飞来横祸,威胁着人生的步履,屈子们的自戕,把“魂兮归来”的美丽神话涂满了浓黑的悲怆。
我们穿过迷惘的时间之翳,静静地站立,想要面对什么,却只有死亡,如冷灰色的岩壁在向我们逼近。举首时,太阳还在高空歌唱;低头时,月亮已在水中陨落。短暂的驿途,我们能为生命做些什么呢?
世事纷纭,我们在时光的巨网上如蜘蛛缘丝觅食、行走,或者思考。横流的物欲闪动着诱惑的眼睛,有人被摄去灵魂,忽视了自己脆弱的生命。纵身于物欲的汪洋。可是,当海浪打翻生命之船,那时除了一具空洞的躯体,还有什么再属于自己呢?西方一位哲人说:“人能做他所做的,但不能要他所要的。”浮靡的奢欲飘忽于空谷之上,我们怎能纵身崖下,脆弱的生命经不起****的损伤,然而,可以“做我们所做的”,这就足以使我们的生命美丽感人。
我们在大河上拉纤,栉风沐雨,逆水行舟,把生命的痕迹留在时光之畔,于是就懂得该怎样更好地活着和快乐。我们可以在精神的家园洒满精致的诗歌,在生命的雪地烙上清纯的印迹。
热爱生命,每天微笑着打开窗户,迎接一轮崭新的太阳,一缕清爽的风,一声划破长空的鸽哨。走进阳光里,让生命展现山泉的纯真自然,泥土的质朴无华。
热爱生命,如贝壳中柔弱的生灵珍惜着短促的一生,在海浪中,用沙砾精琢生命之壳。五彩斑斓的花纹是永恒不泯的年轮。当海潮远去,死神降临,可是生命之壳还会在时光的海滩,成为美丽不朽的化石。
热爱生命,该笑时爽朗地笑,该哭时尽情地哭,哭个明白,笑个痛快;跌倒了再站起来,整点行装继续赶路。
热爱生命,珍惜生活,我们活着,就很幸福。