Never forget the original ideal and ambition and move forward with a smile

At first, everyone will plant a seed in the bottom of his heart, look forward to it, and take good care of it.

I hope that one day, the seeds will sprout and joint. until the trees are full of trees and covered with pavilions, this ideal tree will grow into a towering ancient tree with a heart to look forward to.

This tree is the most beautiful hope in my heart and the most beautiful distance.

Everyone yearns for one day, after a hard journey, to be able to reach the picturesque distance that their hearts look forward to.

When I set out, I was filled with enthusiasm and hope. In the distance, it is the dream land in the heart, the lilac girl in the heart, and the direction of the dream in the heart.

Far away, but still firmly believe that over this mountain, you can see the most beautiful scenery in the distance.

However, along the way, not all the way is filled with the scent of flowers, small bridge and flowing water. What is more, it is the lingering loneliness and the raging pain of loss.

Just like, we yearn for Qingchuan, but the result is haze; we yearn for calm, but it turns out to be rough. Things can't always go the way they expect and design. Reading and appreciation of American articles

Moreover, when we struggle with ups and downs in the whirlpool of ideal and reality, we also lose a lot: we lose the opportunity to have tea and chat with our friends, the time to talk with our relatives, and the time for leisure and entertainment.

In short, lost a lot of their own time, accompanied by every day, is busy and boring.

The years are like gravel, polishing a heart to lose its edges and corners. At the beginning, he was full of pride, and when the setbacks came mercilessly, the passionate heart was already scarred.

The pain of failed gifts is more than just tears. There is also prohibitive fragility, and even doubt their original choice: am I worth it?

Insist or give up? My heart is entangled and miserable. If you persist, you may not be able to reach the other side of success; however, if you give up, you will never reach the other side of success.

Reading Ling Qian's article is suddenly enlightening. Ling Qian said: after precipitation, I would like to be a warm person, have their own preferences, have their own principles, have their own beliefs, not eager for quick success and quick profit, not grandiose and frivolous, not surprised, calm and comfortable, calm and calm.

Do what you like to do, only ask about hard work, not ask about harvest. If you choose the distance, you will only care about the ups and downs.

In fact, choose a thing, not arrogant and impatient, tranquil and Enron to do, adhere to a peace of mind and satisfaction. As for the result, regardless of success or failure, as long as you have paid, there will be no regrets.

As long as you have struggled, even if you have not reached the ideal height, there will be unexpected gains on the way: sincere friendship, scenery along the way, and experience of doing things. Every harvest is the wealth of life.

Appreciating others is a kind of wisdom, while appreciating yourself is not only a kind of wisdom, but also a kind of self-confidence.

Believe in yourself, stick to your dream, the oasis in your heart is always green, even if you go through winter, it will not be desolate; a clear spring in your heart will always sing forward, even if you experience the rocks in the foothills, it will not dry up.

In the depths of everyone's heart, there is always a window, there is always sunshine through the bright mood, there is always the fragrance of flowers pouring in the heart.

Believe in yourself, there is always a flower blooming for yourself, a star shining for yourself, and a clear sky for yourself.

Every day the sun rises slowly from the east, giving warmth to the world. Give yourself encouragement with a smile every day.

Life mountain journey, water journey, all the wind and rain, is the harvest, but also wealth.

After the vicissitudes of life, the original heart is the same, let the mind flow freely with the clouds, and let the dream shake thousands of miles with the breeze.