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Don't let one's own heart be too tired
There is too much helplessness in life, there is less than satisfactory too much one, we will complain about oneself whenever there are unsatisfactory things, how it is how pitifully is unfortunate oneself, complain as step on lower heart come, think about oneself what does it be carefully aside if having time. The load of the heart is heavy. How many past events cannot bear to look back on? How much memory has not left scar? Life is not a glass of wine, the drunk one is not the brave man, it is not the hero that there is not a drunk one. So you and I can only wake up half drunk, half, when can act as those extraordinary and refined immortal?

Don't let the load of too tired heart of one's own heart be heavy. Seek, when to let the true quality of the life return to nature? When to break out of the encirclement in the spiritual mire? When can lock the coordinate in new life? When to let the soul which is full of wrinkles be unfolded? Perhaps, must the friendship love of the kindred all follow the course with hard heart? Perhaps, so-called lofty and unyielding character and haughtiness, must all pay the cost with hard heart? Perhaps, look on a certain aspect in people's soul, really incurable? Perhaps, nothing don't go, think, can lighten life that a difficult to bear one in weight either perhaps.

Time waste time, time slip by, long Rolling Stone, sand of river, of history, launder how much does it produce quiet, may well ask that it is leisurely and carefree to who can jump out the human society, people are destined to rush about and work hard living, but what we can make don't let the heart be too tired. People will feel the load of soul, the pressure of spirit when growing up, the ones that extravagantly hope most are no more than happy childhood, really hope to fail to grow up forever by oneself. Live among always on the move crowd, a lot graceful to can very represent their inner world with Ti Tang, in fact a lot of answers are denied. Perhaps a story is imprinted deeply in the mind of everybody, the companion grows up and gives you much feeling of mine and inspires, but what we can do don't let one's own heart too tired.

Everybody went over, these formed memory and piled up it in the corner at heart in the past. One day and one day, there are more and more ones that put in the heart, the heart is heavier and heavier. Why try, give up the past unhappy all thing those, it has too much countless one in the world that people live. Have too much every minute, too much twinkling of an eye, there are too many choices, too much helplessness too, but behind this countless too much ones, you can only let the heart bear precipitating; Will it be life twinkling of an eye too in long a life, let heart go, realize alone, take care all scratched up flowing the last hearting to the limit in the tears perhaps, life is long, do not just have twinkling of an eye!

The life is a course of floating ceaselessly, every place that we pass by, everyone, perhaps will become the post, will become the transient guest, will always like recollecting, like retrospect, like not forgetting. But find nowadays, deep in the heart, those things have already been turned into and forgotten during their time, don't let the heart be too tired, don't recall too too much to belong to one's own person and thing yet. As to the once post, can only montage, but can't stop, as to the once transient guest, can only be grateful, can't stay strongly. The step of the life does not only stop forward, may find one's own soul ownership when dying in life.
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