Smart people don't necessarily represent wisdom, but smart people represent a certain degree of intelligence.

Cleverness and wisdom seem to be twin brothers, but their essence and core are fundamentally different.

When we describe a person as smart, we don't praise a person's wisdom at the same time, because smart people sometimes make mistakes themselves, and cleverness is mistaken by cleverness. Smart people can't. Even though he is not clever, he has a strong self-knowledge and the principle of distinguishing right from wrong.

Cleverness is a kind of praise we give to some people who are quick-witted and pay attention to strategy when things go wrong. And wisdom is our universal recognition of the personality cultivation of those who have worked hard all their lives.

It is said that cleverness is a spark, reflecting the bright clear sky of life. Then there is the sea of wisdom, broad and profound, reflecting the eternal light of civilization in human society.

Between cleverness and wisdom, I prefer the latter.

wait for

Like an open sail, I waited for the soft spring wind, just like in the hot summer, I waited for a bunch of bright roses. I have waited for autumn, just like in the late autumn when the maple leaves are full. As always, I waited for a bunch of water lilies blooming on the water.

I fell at dawn like a lonely night. I loved a desk lamp, missed a sunset glow and fell in love with a white cloud. I have waited for glory, just like I wrote one poem after another about brilliant youth every moonlit night, like a red and full ballad filling the dull days.

I look forward to success, because I don't want the pulp of youth to run away like dead wood, and I don't want life to become a platform. I have been waiting for the arrival of glory, because I firmly believe that every effort will have a sincere harvest, and every hard work and sweat will always have a happy return.

I have shown my smiling face, smeared my life into a beautiful watercolor painting with a long history, and let the wind chimes of youth symphony everywhere in the post station of life, circulating endlessly; I am looking forward to the arrival of the storm. I deeply know that getting out of yesterday's quagmire and moving towards tomorrow without regrets is the only yardstick to test whether our will meets the standard.

Everyone is a treasure.

Everyone is a treasure carefully created by heaven, which has been opened now, or has been opened for generations, and may never be opened. This is the characteristic of treasure. If we can find the right key, we will open it. Everyone is an unusual wealth, unique and irreplaceable. The elements of this treasure have been polished for a long time. The content of this treasure is more abundant, like a bottle of good wine brewed for decades. The place and method of brewing are very unique, sometimes under the clear blue sky, sometimes in the stormy night.

Everyone is a treasure. Everyone's value is infinite, and everyone who passes you by is not simple. They have their own value, but the realistic conditions have not given them a stage to show. If we can get the key to this treasure, its power will be unpredictable.

In fact, everyone has the key to open this treasure, but are you willing to open it with your heart? The value of one person is not equal to everyone else. Every treasure is expected to be excavated by a willing heart. If it's useless to you, please don't touch it easily. If someone can use "heart" as the key to open this treasure, then every aspect of it must be priceless.

Treasure is unique, there are many kinds. When treasures are appreciated by others, there must be peace among treasures, and there must be an important gold-carrying element of "accommodation". With it, it is a perfect treasure.

philosophy of life

Life comes suddenly and goes in a hurry. While constantly feeling happiness and happiness, we are also constantly accepting difficulties and setbacks. While constantly creating success and hope, we are also constantly accepting failures and torture. This is a short and long journey, rich and full of thorns. However, only those who know that this short journey is so wonderful can cherish life more, and only by racing against time can they have a solid and powerful career. With difficulties and setbacks, people will never stop perfecting their role models, just like "how can beautiful waves be stirred without stones in the river", so there is no need to be confused about difficulties, which is a great gain in life.

People must believe that there is death in life, sadness in joy, parting in everything, failure in success and sunny in rainstorm, so let it be! ! !

Life needs freedom.

Flowers have lost their fragrance, butterflies have broken their wings, and forests have become deserts ... why has the world lost its color? ! Don't! Memories can be repeated, please don't bind me! Let me find the lost beauty alone ... on the road of life, I want to find the true meaning of life!

The story of birds _ _ _

In the blue sky, there are fine white clouds. The flowers are fragrant, and the breeze blows the willow branches from time to time.

I gathered all my strength and aimed at the direction. However, every time I take off, I always hit the railing. Why, I can't fly, a thousand times, ten thousand times ... why, I can't escape from this cage? !

"Don't try again, you're already black and blue. Here, you can bathe in warm sunshine, and here, you can live a luxurious life. Without my protection, the storm will beat your slim body. "

"Yes, without you, I will become helpless. Without you, I will lose my protection. How can I be strong without you! However, please gently open a window for me and let me fly freely under your traction! "

There are thousands of kinds of love in Qian Qian around us, but please don't surround me, leave a gap and let me breathe freely. Perhaps, I have never seen the blue sky and blue sea, I am just trying to pursue my little world!