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发表时间:2021-03-30 08:36 What are we chasing? Is it the starry sky of the boundless night, or the water waves of the gurgling stream; the waves of the vast rivers and seas, or the lone pine on the cliffs; the floating clouds of the nine heavens, or the big Peng under the dome? --neither. In the big world, there are three thousand weak waters, I only want to take a scoop, and this scoop of water is full of goodness. Take a scoop of kind-hearted water, the first bite is bitter kindness. Have you ever seen an old scavenger, using a pair of trembling, old, and dirty hands, tremblingly took out a few shrunken hundred-yuan bills from the washed white coat, and counted them over and over again. Then, he squatted into the donation box, and skillfully lifted the trash bag full of patches next to him, and straightened his back toward the distance. Maybe we have nothing, maybe we are impoverished, but we still haven't lost the world's most precious treasure-kindness, even if it tastes a little bitter. Take a scoop of kind-hearted water, and the second bite is salty kind-hearted. I have also seen construction workers wear masks and safety helmets, and put down safety and New Year’s Eve dinners. When the New Year’s bell rang through the sky in the boundless night, and when the salute at the end of the year was shining on the dark sky, they just sorted out the sweat-stained singles, and then proceeded to build this majestic place before the virus trend. Mountain. Maybe we are sweating, maybe we are exhausted, but we never stop, because we have the most powerful force-kindness, even if it tastes like sweat, it is salty. Take a scoop of water that is swaying with kindness, and the third sip is spicy kindness. Never forget that there are nurses and doctors who come from all corners of the world and practice the benevolence of doctors. Cut off the usual long hair and wrapped it in thick protective clothing. The once-smooth face was left with fiery scars, and the once slender fingers were covered with calluses of Mizaza. When resting on the corridor has become a great happiness, they just smiled freely, and stepped into the territory of the disease with a steady step. Maybe we don't know each other, maybe we are scarred, but we have a common goal. For this reason, on the way forward, we drank good spirits together, so the road ahead is hard, we are scrambling to get ahead. Even with burning scars. Take a scoop of kind-hearted water, and the fourth bite is sad-hearted kindness. Never forgotten, there are newlyweds who meet to postpone their engagement. They are holding each other's hands and telling the beauty of the years to come. So Ai Zhen hid in the clenched hands, so the invitation was locked in the closed drawer. Never thought that this difference is eternal. You can't hold a hand you let go; you can't open a closed lock. The red clouds of happiness have not yet condensed — they have disappeared; happy dreams have not bloomed — they have withered. Sadness, a river against the current, we have no regrets. Maybe we already knew that the promise was a bubble; maybe we already knew that it would be life or death indefinitely. However, "The Tao is where tens of thousands of people are, I am going." On the road of pursuing kindness, we have never stopped, even if the ending will be full of sad tears. Take a scoop of kind-hearted water, take the fifth sip, and drink it all up. Whether it is slightly bitter or sour, whether it is pungent or sad, it is now a touch of sweetness between the lips. Remember forever, the drivers who stayed up all night and fight on the highway, the police who insist on law enforcement, and the volunteer drivers who take nurses to rest. If you ask me what kindness is, I have only one answer, that is-them, them. This is the taste of kindness, slightly bitter, salty, pungent, sad, and finally that endless sweet aftertaste. This is kindness: a kind of wisdom, a kind of vision, a kind of fearlessness, a kind of greatness, a kind of speechlessness, a kind of breadth, a kind of eternity, a kind of immortality... In the big world, there are three thousand weak waters, I only want to take a scoop, and this scoop of water is full of goodness... |