Rainy night, solitary lamp, music, tea.

There was silence, leaving only thoughts to wander freely.

I like reading and thinking quietly in quiet nights to calm my noisy heart during the day.

I am afraid that I will be numb to do the exam questions; Talk to friends about the secrets of Hong Kong and Taiwan singers about fashion and fashion; In order to show off and be conceited, people laugh in front of others, even insincerely. ...

There are also huge advertisements in the streets, a series of funny movies, exciting internet surfing, and even money and status, interests and rights that adults often say. ...

A complex and noisy world, I just stepped into it, and I felt at a loss and tired.

How can people not give themselves some time to think?

While people have a rich material life, how can they not give themselves a spiritual home?

I chose books and thinking.

"Learning without thinking is useless, thinking without learning is dangerous". Only by constantly learning and thinking, will my spiritual flower bloom more and more beautifully.

Books should be deep words. I feel suddenly enlightened when I open it, and I feel endless aftertaste when I close it. I didn't have the opportunity to be with those great teachers and students in the same era, and I didn't have the opportunity to communicate with them face to face and learn from them. Only their books are the only time tunnel I can cross, so that my heart can hear their voices. Tagore said, "I don't know who you are, dear reader. Read my poem after that hundred years." I can neither pick beautiful flowers nor offer clouds on the horizon ... "However, it is enough to speak from the heart at this time!

Thinking should be deep thinking. I miss the cause and effect and everything until I touch his feelings and consciousness. This seems to be a more wonderful process, with a tacit understanding of instant integration.

Some people say, "the noise of the outside world is useless. What is really lively is my heart." When my spirit feels full and stable, my heart will be happy, really happy.

It's midnight, some people are still running for a living, and some people are asleep in a daze. Maybe they haven't found their spiritual home yet.

I am walking in the torrent of the times, but I should also walk in a free spiritual country.

In the spiritual home, I released my soul!

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Xiao's mind

The midnight bell, after striking the last sound of the day, fell silent. There is no moon tonight, and I walk alone. "Who saw the moon for the first time by the river, and when did Jiangyue shine on people?" This eternal problem has become a permanent puzzle of mankind. I can't get out of this confusion. The dense fog overflows and infects the city at night. The street lamp also changed from orange to pale white. It's quiet and peaceful around, as if you can hear the echo that shakes the earth when your heart beats. At this time, a strange voice passed through the milky white wet fog, gently brushed my ears because of the dim night and touched my dusty heartstrings. That sound is so far away, so close, so graceful, so attractive, like a clear spring flowing in a thousand cliff valleys in the moonlight, like a crying cuckoo tickling on a distant mountain peak. What's that noise? Familiar and subtle, but tempting to sing softly.

I was shaking with fear. This sound seems to be pulling the music of my life. I tried my best to catch the looming and fleeting note, but I couldn't figure out where it came from. I looked everywhere and ran all the way. It was broken and gone. I obviously lost my head and even suspected that my ears were hallucinating. What shall we do? If you walk in the wet fog, it will be really cold. If I find it, I will collect it in my heart's hut with unprecedented seriousness and piety, or engrave it on the stone wall of youth and become a landscape calling for life. Suddenly, a clear voice broke through the fog, and the sad rhythm suddenly turned into colorful Fei Xia, which permeated my sky and the world in my mind. This is Xiao Sheng! The piper stood at the window facing the street. A silhouette in the light is beautiful, but the face and expression are not clear. Only the flute is as elegant as long hair, and the stream of Tianhe is shocking and refreshing.

Life is like Xiao, I am immersed in faint resentment and endless. In my youth, it showed such a rich appearance and touched my heart. Life is rough and fate is hard. Life is not a painting, but a chess game on thin ice. In order to pursue the profundity of life, we can endure hardships; In order to find the perfect answer, we can be doubted; In order to achieve spiritual communication, we endure loneliness and misunderstanding; Because love is hope, we can experience hardships and be satisfied with it. Faced with numerous heavy pressures from the heart and disputes over power, money and interests, I have become indifferent. Sometimes, the sail in my heart goes out and runs aground, wandering on the beach of time, making my life so ups and downs.

There are so many regrets and helplessness in life, and so many expectations and expectations that are difficult to achieve. I know very well that I won't make unnecessary bets on my youth. Only my mind transcends reality.

On such a night, I am reminded of a composer who wrote many famous songs and died young, but I think his life is like an immortal movement filled with white fog, with a faint voice and melancholy melody explaining the joys and sorrows of life.

Life is short, life is like dust. I'm glad I'm lonely, but I also have a Xiao Sheng with a heart. In fact, we are all believers who go far away to learn from the scriptures, trudging all the way, begging all the way, begging for goodwill and sincerity that still exist in the world. We need spotless care and tolerance, and we need feelings like the sea. The past has become the past, and everything that should come has come. Be more open-minded, more tolerant, get out of the entanglement of power, money and interests, cultivate one's morality, accumulate strength and wait for the next contract. Everything belongs to nature. The society is complex and life is difficult. For tomorrow, we must summon up courage to continue the difficult journey. No matter what the result is, I will protect my soul and dignity calmly with the beautiful and moving Xiao Sheng.

Somehow, I felt something calling me-at this time, my heart gradually became transparent, as if melting in the milky fog. Teana and Silver played me as a transparent note. I feel the world is close to me, as if I can touch it. I love this world so much, it fascinates me and keeps me quiet.