Buddhists say: Six divisions in the cycle of cause and effect. If there is reincarnation in this world, I would like to be a small fish in the afterlife, with a transparent body, living with water every day, a heart like water and a soul like water. This is my happiness in this life.
After living in the world on the shore, I have long been tired of the filth and chaos in the world, so I will hide underwater in my next life, because there is no intrigue in the world of fish.
Nothing can stop me from moving forward in the water. The occasional stumbling aquatic plants are just my playmates, and I can easily have what I once pursued-freedom. The so-called competition and pressure are just tools for human beings to worry about themselves. As a fish, they mean nothing to me.
Lost with troubles, there is still room for survival. As we all know, fish can't leave water, which means that the world on the shore has been isolated from me ever since. I think this is a fortunate thing: the air on the shore suffocates me, and that kind of filth can never be found in the water.
When birds are injured, they can hide in their nests, but that is dangerous. Maybe the next moment, this big tree will be cut down. People can hide at home when they are injured, but the home is deserted, and the huge space is always filled with monotonous atmosphere. And I can lie quietly on the bottom of the water at any time, watching the flowers and birds on the shore, watching the willow branches brush over the water and listening to my own breathing.
Fish's life is simple and leisurely. After a busy life, I may be a little unaccustomed at first. Every morning, I wake up slowly in the water, the sun rises slowly and the water vapor begins to condense. I use them to send my blessing to the blue sky and convey my hope to the birds to start a new day. Life is not just a mechanical repetition like before, but a little more fresh and interesting: I lost the race with the knife fish yesterday; The day before yesterday, I played hide-and-seek with the tortoise and found it from the coral ... At night, looking up at the moon in shallow water, I counted 10 stars, then bid farewell to the big trees on the shore, wagged my tail and sank into the grass to relive the happiness of the day and bring them into my sweet dream.
That's it, I, a fish, live simply and happily.
As a small fish, life is extremely short and fragile. Maybe I was swallowed by a big fish before I was a teenager, maybe I was caught in the deep sea by an unknown whirlpool-I couldn't breathe there, maybe I was caught and cooked into delicious food. But no matter what, I will take a sip of water with my last breath. Only in this way can my body be transparent forever, my heart be as clear as water, and I can loudly declare to myself: "I am a fish made of water!" " In this way, I can die without regret, because there is water with me all my life.
If there is reincarnation, afterlife, no, afterlife, I just want to be a very small fish, a fish made of water, stay with the water all my life, breathe her body temperature, feel her joys and sorrows, and be carefree and free and easy forever.
Because this is my eternal happiness.
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if there is an afterlife ...
In the afterlife, does one really have an afterlife?
In the movie Blue Love Between Life and Death, the heroine said that if there was an afterlife, she would like to be a tree, a lush tree. Because of this, you can live a stable life, you don't have to endure drifting, you can endure life and death. In the sun, the girl smiled brightly. For her, this wish will never come true in this life. So she would rather believe that there is an afterlife and that the afterlife can be simple and happy.
If I have an afterlife, I want to be a dandelion. In that way, I can let the wind become my confidant. When the wind stops, my home will arrive.
In this life, friends are hard to find, and bosom friends are even harder to find.
When it comes to confidants, the first thing that comes to mind is the story of "high mountains and flowing water" that has been passed down to this day.
Boya's father, high mountains and flowing water, lingering sound, I don't know the taste of March meat. That's because there are sub-periods. Only I can read his music, his heart, his soul and everything about him. Zhong Ziqi is his confidant, and there is only one Zhong Ziqi in the world. If there is one more, his Yu Boya will not be the original Yu Boya. Look back 500 times in your last life, and you will pass this life. What about their meeting? Is it really doomed?
However, Zizi failed to accompany him through this life. The word has passed, what's the use of Rukoto? When my bosom friend died, my soul was buried with him. So Boya smashed the piano in despair and raised the dust all over the ground. All hopes, all memories, were shattered into pieces at that moment.
The departure of leaves is whether the tree stays or the wind follows. The child is gone, but Boya will follow him, so that he won't be lonely along the way.
I always believe that in this world, everyone will have a confidant, and only one person can really read your soul. Everyone's life will not be lonely. Even if you try your best to find her all your life, you won't meet her. You can also make a wish: to be a dandelion in the afterlife! Walk with the wind and roam the world.
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If, if = life
If, if = life. Then life will be meaningless, and there will be no more wonderful life. -inscription
When the footsteps of life come step by step, we will suddenly regret and complain about the imperfect things we have done. But if life is full, what is the meaning of life? If everything goes well and superiority becomes a habit, how can there be unforgettable meaning and words?
We are all complaining about life, complaining that life has deceived ourselves, but what does it matter? Even if the world ignores you, don't be negative and don't give up. One day, the Illuminati will come. Many times, we give up easily, but we are only one step away from success. In this way, we give up our dreams and work hard. Now that you know what you really want and what you want to achieve, you must be kind, abandon all your troubles and work hard. Since you can't reach the realm of "controlling water and everything is indisputable", try to be yourself. Sometimes, it's hard to fight. If you fight, those successes will be far away from you. Sometimes you have to argue. We can't predict everything, so we should take every step down to earth. It is meaningless to sigh if and then sigh the past. This cycle, and then everything becomes empty.
There is no if and no if in this world. All we got was results. The decision is in your own hands, just as fate is in your own hands. The key is yourself. How to struggle, how to change your life destiny, if you have a perfect result, don't sigh. ...
If, if = life. Then, life is no longer meaningful. It's great there.
Life.
The first day of Chengbei School in Qingyuan District, Ji 'an, Jiangxi Province: The broken Leo flew away.
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Article 7: If one day
Rainy rain is beating on everyone's fragile heart window. The sky is still gray, and the umbrella has become the only color in the rainy season, but it still can't hold the gray mood of the sky.
I quietly leaned back in the chair by the window, thinking back to the scene just now. Biting his pale lower lip, his vision became blurred and tears could not help flowing down.
Because I didn't want to do my homework in the morning, my mother blamed me and satirized me. She called my teacher and told my father that my father rushed into my room and scolded me for what I did in the morning. I was silent. Then a palm hit me on the back of the head, and I suddenly fell into a trance. After that, I was very painful, and my tears flowed out unwillingly! I was taken to the living room, and the overwhelming scolding hit me viciously, stinging every nerve of mine.
I'm not as hopeless as they say, but ...
An idea from hell gradually surfaced in my mind, if one day I die. ...
I will be very happy, and finally I don't have to be scolded, look at other people's faces, and pretend to be myself. How quiet it is! I will look at the world and those who have tortured me and laughed at me. What a ridiculous ending. The world is still warm, maybe because I am romantic, maybe it is true. But they let me know that I still live in this world, which is some small touches that I have left in this world. I admit that some memories are also beautiful.
Looking at those people who are cynical, cynical and have fun from it, I smiled! Looking at those parents who blindly blame their children and compare other children with other children, I smiled! I smiled at those people who pretend to be themselves every day and no one sighs silently around them. ...
The rain filled my heart, the wind dried my tears, and the rain in my heart gradually stopped.
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