1, "slow" strength is that you can "slow" to beat "fast "

2, "fast", is formed on the basis of long-term accumulation. The kind of natural "fast" endowment is there, but the "genius" is rare, after all, the vast majority of them are still rely on the training, and continue to find out, is the result of hard work, repeatedly honed. As a matter of fact, a lot of fast hands are also slow first and then fast, from slow development. A former member of the press confessed that when he was young, he often stayed up for a few days to write a 1,000-word article, but he could not write it. It is this kind of refinement, began to slow and fast, and gradually became what people call the kind of "fast hands".

3, "fast" and "slow" is a unity of opposites, is relative, there is no absolute "fast", there is no absolute "Slow", under certain conditions can be transformed into each other. Specifically, the two can learn from each other and complement each other's strengths.

4, "Furmanov's fast and slow" Soviet writer Furmanov had written the famous "Chabayev", he wrote a book has a characteristic, that is, when the novel is sent to publication after the off-script, it is always very slow. Once, a publisher's editor to Furmanov about manuscripts: comrade Furmanov, your finished novel to me, I can give you published as soon as possible." But Furmanov shook his head and said, "No, of course it is necessary to be quick when writing a novel, but it is necessary to be slow in sending it for publication." "Why is that?" The editor asked in surprise, thinking that the writer in front of him was really special. Furmanov tapped the table with his fingers and said wryly, "You know, this novel is like wine, the longer you collect it, the better it is, only one thing is different, the wine is put away and can't be moved, it can't always be opened so that the aroma of the wine will dissipate. But the novel is different, it needs you to often caress it, turn it over to take a look and touch it. In this way, you will realize that every time you look at it there is something you feel dissatisfied with, and wait until you feel that your conscience is clear, and then send it for publication at that time." Hearing these words, that editor, who admired the writer from the bottom of his heart, was eager to do Furmanov a favor, and added, "Then, please call on me when you need a transcription." But, inexplicably, Furmanov shook his head again, gazed at the editor with grateful eyes, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your kindness; I must transcribe it myself. For this last transcription is by no means a simple copy, but a final touch-up!"

5. "Fast and Slow"

The Countryside

The morning runner used to live in the countryside. Every morning he went for a run. On the country road, there were farmers, old cows and tractors moving slowly in the morning sun. The morning runner takes these as targets to be surpassed one by one, and the morning runner enjoys the joy of his goal every day.

The City

The Morning Runner was now tired of running. He has moved to the city. Facing a busy elevated road, a car passes him and goes on its way. The morning runner runs along, panicked as if he were sleepwalking. In the city, the morning runner was passed every day.

Tai Chi

The old man playing tai chi, dressed in white, stood on the green grass. At the corner of the viaduct, the morning runner stood transfixed and watched from afar. The old man concentrated on the concentration, a move, lifting the weight as if it were light. The car that turned the corner on the viaduct was not far from the old man, whistling and circling down. The patch of green grass where the old man was seemed like the center of a whirlpool, rippling and unusually peaceful. At the bend in the viaduct, the morning runner stopped in his tracks.

The Shadow

The story was told by the old man, "There was a man who was very afraid of his shadow. He kept running every day, but no matter how fast he ran, his shadow was always behind him. It wasn't long before he actually died of exhaustion. It's actually very easy to get rid of one's own shadow." That old man slowly said, "Just find a piece of green bud and sit down to rest." The morning runner listened and seemed to understand something.

6. The ancients once said, "Jade is not polished, not a weapon." Jade is made in heaven, often born in the mountains people do not know, only after the jade craftsman's carefully polished, only glittering to become a rare treasure. This is the process of the birth of glory from the slow, slow to see the diamond.

Life is also like jade, slow to far, in the leisure in order to taste the interest of life, realize the true meaning of life. Ancient people good tea, a cup of tea is often the best leisure, "grass cup and plate for laughter, dim lights to talk about life", so that drinking tea out of culture, thousands of types of tea, pouring tea tea techniques also have the difference between the schools, tasting tea also have their own instructions. Lu Yu's "tea" for the pulse of tea culture has become the root of ancient Chinese culture, which had to benefit from the idle cup of "slow tea".

But the pace of life in the industrial era has disrupted people's way of life, and the concept of "time is money" has become the sun that never sets in people's hearts, burning everyone's heart. Stop the hands of the work, a moment of rest is also considered a luxury, fast-paced life makes us physically and mentally exhausted, have no time for others, if you once in the work of half a beat slower, will be the world's indifference to ridicule.

Whenever you walk past the Bell and Drum Tower in the city square and hear the ancient bells floating and settling with the dust, you will feel a sense of awe, it is high above the world, looking down on the living, insight into the majesty of the world. In the sound of the bell to see the crowd in a hurry, I can not help but sigh, modern things change rapidly, knowledge in the explosion, our pulse is also involved in catching up with today's time, we won the time but lost the life.

"Red paper small words, write all the flat business" with a ghostly ink letters have been replaced by the vain email, with a mouse click convenient and fast, but lost waiting for the letter and see the letter of the infinite flavor; leisurely walks to see the fun of the road is also the wheel of the wheel of the speeding crushed in the wake of the ancient merchant ships have to sail for several days to reach another country, modern people travel by car, and the world is not a country, but a country is a country, and the world is a country. Ancient merchant ships had to sail for days to reach another country, but modern people have cars and airplanes to take, and going abroad is just a matter of a few hours. In this way, the convenience is convenient, but I do not know whether those who sit in the cabin, can appreciate the classical mood of "starry night".

Foreign philosophers have said that emotion is the greatest destination in life, and only in warmth can we feel the existence of life. If one day, the world is in a hurry, only through the TV, the network for speed dating type of love, then I think you will miss the era of childhood sweethearts, because only a slow taste of life, you can taste the true flavor of it.

7, "Xi'an's fast and slow"

Xi'an's fast and slow can be roughly sorted into two points: the old city's slow and the new city's fast. It is the division between the city and the outside of the city.

An interesting phenomenon is that the old city's slowness is as y rooted as a thousand-year-old tree in the city, with a changing face. But the new city, as a part of the old city derived from the extension of this part, is standing on the old Xi'an's broad shoulders, full of unprecedented vitality and vigor. This makes the old city in front of us in the "damned off and then changed into naive child face, like those accompanied by a thousand years of old trees, the arrival of spring, and add new green".

As Mr. Helmer, the author of "Critique of the Chinese City," puts it: Xi'an's slowness is a cultural and historical slowness; its rapidity is a commercial and economic rapidity.

If we expand and extend this, the slowness of the old city of Xi'an can be generalized from the food of the old Xi'anese people. Try to eat beef and mutton bubble, slow it. The people who have come to Xi'an to have been under the steamed buns know that eating beef and mutton meat is particularly concerned about the form. Running mate will first ask you how to eat, is to break their own bread it, or to ready-made; is to be ordinary or quality; not to mention is dry package, single go, water siege or small fry. A colleague of mine, every two days, will have to go down to a steamed bun museum, and especially love to eat small fried, and often instructed the store two, remember don't get it wrong, I want to be a small fried dry mix with eggs. Such a cumbersome way of eating, really anxious people! Tourists from abroad, there will not be such a tricky and odd way to eat, and even call this kind of roundabout term. But he was a self-satisfied look, I smiled triumphantly. This kind of life is scattered in any corner of the old town.

The bosses of Xi'an's restaurants know that at noon, the old city's traditional restaurants have the highest turnover rate. But at night, the prime dining artery of the South Second Ring Road, just outside the city, is ablaze with lights and traffic. (Unfortunately, this pattern has changed dramatically with the opening of the South Second Ring Road viaduct.) This phenomenon of "herding sheep outside the city" at night probably reflects another aspect of life in Xi'an.

The place where I live, located at the main gate of the Beilin Museum in Xi'an, is called Xianning Xuexue Alley, which is now a street of calligraphy and paintings. On summer mornings, some people buy oil tea in the alley, I stood on the second floor of the residence, look downstairs, there are small-footed old lady Wei bobbing out of the oil tea scene, the tip of the nose seems to be wafting the delicious aroma of hot oil tea. At the end of the alley, there are all-night "digging pit" (a form of card playing), playing mahjong. The men wear big pants, women are skirts and pants and flowery clothes, and there may be a woman in it, with a cigarette dangling from her mouth. The sound of playing mahjong often woke me up from my sleep. During the daytime Xianning Xuexiang, there is also a wicker chair, a pot of tea, a volume of books, wobbling all day of leisure life. Born out of the free calligraphy and painting store owners, will not lose the opportunity to support the street on a table of mahjong, a sound rub on three or five rounds, ignoring the sightseeing of the foreigners stopped to watch, take pictures. A stone's throw away from the Beilin and the Academy Gate is the famous coffee street - Defu Alley. One of the bosses here once told me helplessly that Xi'an people do not drink coffee in most cafes, but usually order a pot of tea and sit down to "dig in". Short for half a day, long for a day, and it is not good to say they, let them go.

It seems that Xi'an's slow, is inherent. This slow, with more than 5,000 years of farming culture is also inextricably linked. The streets of Xi'an can show that the city's slow, slow, slow, slow and justified. Putting aside the food just mentioned, Xi'an's streets are also the slow pace of life with a lineage: like the charcoal market street, the case of the street, the East Sheep City, the West Wooden City, Zhuba City, the Mule City, Liuli Street, Salt Point Street, the school gate, the West Cang, Horse Farm, Ice Cellar Lane, Ludang Lane, the big PiYuan, the small PiYuan, and other streets of the name, all tell the story of the life of Xi'an and the modern city of life, the fast and far away from the old story.

Thirteen dynasties back, Xi'an has long been accustomed to this kind of city-head change the flag of the king, a bowl of mutton foam in the morning, leaving the bowl of rice, clamped stool to the moat to listen to the deafening Qinqiang's life. In their view, guarding the old city gates, watching the moon rise and set at the top of the city, is the righteous life of the people. How many emperors and generals how many times the blood killing campaign, in the end are not all yellow earth a shovelful of end is.

Therefore, I thought the old city of slow, in fact, should be retained. Even don't just tear down the old and build the old, make a lot of fake buildings, fake scenery, fake monuments. Mr. Feng Jicai has been committed to the protection of China's folk cultural heritage, he said: no longer pay attention to and protection will be over. The practice of despising and neglecting the slowness of old cities and trying desperately to remodel this status quo has always been a contradiction between balance and development. This reminds me of Pingyao Ancient City in Shanxi, who have already provided us with new ideas based on conservation and development. I think foreigners come to Xi'an not just to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses and the tombs of the emperors. They are more willing to see the so-called real nostalgia of China, the nostalgia that gets rid of from the world of text to the scene of life.

An old man who has lived in Shuyuanmen for more than 60 years recently complained to me: "Now Shuyuanmen often responds to inspections from higher-ups by ordering that vendors are not allowed to set up their stalls, and the whole street is deserted in the middle of the day, so what's the point? Don't foreigners like to see the real life of Xi'an people? And then buy some pots and pans, antiques and paintings and so on.

The fast pace of Xi'an has always made it difficult for some old Xi'anese to adapt. This year's Shaanxi TV station launched a short local TV drama called "Urban Broken Drama". In the opening episode, there is a line that reads, "The car is coming, go home, squeeze the people into a meat sandwich. It reflects the real situation of Xi'an as an internationalized metropolis where classic and fashionable coexist, and the old and the new alternate with each other.

After all, the new is the inevitable development of the whole society, but behind the new is the culture and history that can never be cut off and discarded. This is like a plane ride through the world of Xi'an people return to rest in place, eat a bowl of mutton bubble than eating McDonald's and Kentucky chicken to be much more fragrant, to be clear Chad more.

8, fast and slow, are two speeds, two rhythms, they do not conflict, as neat and messy, sensibility and rationality, serenity and noise, compromise and resistance, mainstream and alternative, are dependent on each other, the lack of whom will not be perfect. Of course we have to get things done efficiently, just as the subway is fast and calculated. We should also take the tram sometimes, and take our time to see the scenery around us, so that we don't get lost in the speed of speed, making us think that there is only one angle, one direction and one destination. Slow is also a kind of speed.

9, the rhythm of music has fast and slow, fast when expressing a joyful joy excited emotions, slow when expressing a soft lyrical grief sadness deep feelings and other emotions. The rhythm of fast and slow writing a beautiful song.

10, there is a saying on the field: "who controls the rhythm of the game, who controls the whole game." And the rhythm of the control of the key in the speed of the grasp, the fast is fast, fast as lightning; the slow is slow, slow to let the opponent's heart anxiety. Let the opponent follow your rhythm to play, is crucial. The reason why Juventus has won the Serie A title is because they have a strong midfield and are good at controlling the tempo of the game, and they are good at dealing with it, so they win.

11, the same communication, business, we can choose to call fax e-mail, which is very fast, called work efficiently, if and family communication or want to love to express your feelings, that we choose to write, although slow, because the letter is more capable of reflecting your feelings and sincerity, and more so that the family back. There are two very different idioms in terms of time: a day is as long as a year and a year is as long as a day. Here the speed of time is an indirect reflection of a person's state of mind.

12. I remember that Qian Zhongshu said in "Siege of the City" that the telephone is a good way for lazy people and people with low cultural level to socialize. He said: "Compared with the telephone, the benefits of letters are too many. First of all, writing and reading letters are quiet, unlike the telephone which is so noisy. Secondly, the letter has patience and long, when you receive do not have to open that read, and later can be read at any time, from the view, unlike the telephone that call that answer, a question and answer, aggressive."

13, martial arts have moves pay attention to fast, some pay attention to slow, fast and slow combination, only to show the power. The last move of the Dragonfall eighteen palms is the synthesis of the previous seventeen palms, quickly fused in front of the seven palms to make the power of the practice, the power is incomparable, but also because of the fast. Taijiquan, fitness and nourishment is suitable for the combination of fast and slow, fast in slow, slow in fast.

14, small bridges and flowing rivers, the water here is slow and poetic. The Yangtze River is a long way from the east, and the waves have been sweeping away all the wind and water of the past. The water here is surging and rushing as if coming from the sky, the momentum is extraordinary, full of the vicissitudes of history and sadness.

15, as the saying goes: the soldier is precious, the war is to pay attention to the speed, the speed should be fast, otherwise it will miss the opportunity to fight. The proverb also says: slow work makes fine work. We have to be careful and cautious, although it takes a lot of time, but it is worth it to produce a fine product. There is also a saying about painting that if you paint three paintings a day, you won't be able to sell them in three years; if you paint one painting in three years, you will sell it in one day. There is also a discernment between fast and slow here. As the saying goes, if you want to go fast, you can't go fast. We can't just go fast and ignore the law of the development of things. As the idiom says, "Pull up seedlings to help them grow". Trying to make the seedling grow fast, the result is just the opposite, the seedling died, because it did not observe the law of growth.

16, life, fast make people lively, reflective, do things quickly, without delay, but often also make people fidgety, careless, mistakes one after another. Slow so that people are calm, careful, organized, but will make people rigid, dragging, missing opportunities. So we should know how to control the rhythm, when we should be slow, we must be slow, when we should be fast, so that we can navigate through life and get more success.

Fan Essay 1: Fast and Slow The Years

I don't know how to call it "fast", but I just feel a whistling wind blowing through my ears. At this time, I stood on the brightly lit platform, facing the subway in a hurry. Lights phantom, eternal.

I don't know how to call it "slow", but I just feel that the red and green in front of me is a little bit far away from me. I'm standing next to a fisherman who is rowing his boat leisurely, and the bottom of the boat is flooded with delicate waves. The world is a thousand years, such as my moment.

Which is the kind of sunset I have experienced?

It seems that "fast" is the present and "slow" is just a memory. I can slowly look at the yellowed old photos, but I can't hold back the clock, let it stop. It seems that "fast" is reality and "slow" is romance. Without bread to fill your stomach, hunger floods in a flash like a tidal wave. With the fragrance of roses, sweetness can always hide the passage of time. It seems that "fast" is science, "slow" is more suitable for literature, the machine rumbles, constantly to meet the growing material needs of the people, grinding ink and waving the brush, let the good article with the ink spread on the paper.

"Fast" and "slow", in fact, is the left and right banks of the Seine in Paris. The right bank of the bustle of the noise, relative to the left bank of the peace and quiet; the right bank of the flourishing luxury, relative to the left bank of the vicissitudes of simplicity; the right bank of the light and cheerful, relative to the left bank of the gravity of the sentimental. The right bank is the epitome of life, the left bank is the spokesman for art.

My life seems to be the same, "fast" and "slow" like two shadows that do not bother each other, one always running and chasing, one always walking leisurely. Sometimes, I hold the textbook in the various laboratories in the shuttle, and curled paper tape, tireless electromagnetic punctuation timer, cold test tubes, unfamiliar emotionless chemical reagent labels and one by one to deal with. Sometimes I held my chin and lingered in each page, meeting with Tang poems, Song lyrics and Yuan operas, political, economic, cultural, philosophical, and the Three Kingdoms, the Jin Dynasty, and the North and South Dynasties one by one. I flicked the wind chimes of life, and the "fast" and "slow" collided with each other, emitting a pleasing sound.

The shadows of "fast" and "slow" are like an overlapping, never-ending relay, until the flowers fall on the other side of the river, and then bloom on the other side of the river.

In the complicated and repetitive world, a small me, I would be bewildered to look around, do not know what to do. Which side of the scale should I put my heart on?

When man thinks, God laughs.

It was as if I heard the answer in the waves of laughter that rolled over me like an ocean.

Life is chaotic, but I can find a balance. When the rhythm is fast, let it fast, I will adjust their own pace, to splash, let the heart thoroughly carnival; rhythm is slow, let it slow, I will relax their mood, free to soothe, let the heart rest comfortably. I don't have to ask for anything, I don't have to chase anything, I don't have to give up anything, I only do ordinary happy me, I only live fast and slow by myself.

Life is also fast and slow, there are fast and leisurely.

Fast, a white horse, a flash of light.

Slowly, traveling to the end of the water, sitting and watching the clouds rise.

Van Essay 2: Horses and Whips Young Maniacs

Fast, is the sword cast by the ice blade, see blood and seal the throat; fast, is the horse on the edge of the cliff not yet strangled, hooves driving wings, flying over the abyss; fast, is the suggestion of Jing Ke, the dagger of the figure; fast, is the cold light of Sirius, proudly look down on the earth.

I am enamored of the fast.

I am a sheep, a zodiac sign that is completely at odds with my personality. I loathe the docility and slowness of sheep, their slowness makes them meat for my mouth. I love to be fast, and I am fast. I am like a horse and a flying dragon. Running with the speed of the wind, chasing those who should not be in front of me, proud to never look back, smiling lightly and raising eyebrows that love to fly. Rushing thoughts are my agility, sharp eyes are the rhinoceros horn of the psychic. I don't know when it started, but I can recognize something so quickly, cross the unknown barriers, predict the future of change, see the direction when I open my eyes, and turn my thoughts into a waterfall of ten thousand horses. Some people say that I am fickle, of course, this is my advantage, there is no change in the hearts and minds of the changeable world. When others are still worrying about the little things, I have already broken the pain, regrouped and ready to go. My state is not the arrow, but the bow. Do you know the secret of hitting the prey with a bow and arrow? Sharp arrows are secondary, because even the best archer will miss, but rely on that a tireless bow, fast bow must be fierce, fierce bow on the string of the arrow will hit. When you are wounded, you blame only yourself, not the world. I know that the world can not be rebuked with words, he is too insidious and cunning, too unpredictable, he ran so fast, running to meet the keen hunters, abandon the slow running tired. It's not that I'm negative, it's actually sensible, why change what can't be changed. Join life really some people have to make way for some other people, I am more willing to ruthless dump others to run faster, grow up so big have not learned how to give way to people, in this regard I am not good to learn, I am determined to never give way.

Fast and slow is the value orientation. Life is a scale that can't be balanced, and a bad scale is always like this, so life is never perfect. If you fill up the right side, you will be short of the left side. Fast is a kind of obsession, slow is a kind of lingering. Attachment equals pain, and flow equals happiness. So, pain is the quality of the balance of fulfillment. I would rather be fast, and choose persistence as my whip, bravery as my horse, wildness as my robe, and reason as my sword. I have been slow, for I thought I was a poet too, and was nearly killed by nothingness with its boot on the ground. Since then I have become more attached to speed, for speed is the only thing that prevents the Void from grabbing me and making me its prisoner, to be abused by it to the point of death.

I despise slowness, the kind of slowness that thinks it has a lot of things to cherish, the kind of slowness that thinks it loves and is loved by a lot of people, and the kind of slowness that is too attached to the spring and the fall and the moon.

I love the fast, love that no matter what the broken bones to move forward fast, love that have an incomparably sharp insight of the dart-like fast; love that never waste life to explore life, explore the world fast; love that struggle alone, single-handedly, and never timid, loneliness, fear of the wildly unrestrained teenager fast; teenagers have how fast, how fast the life is.

Life has an ultimate truth, running in the forefront of mankind, the fastest people almost know, I'm going to catch up with them!

Fan essay three: can not afford the mentality of "fast"

The so-called "time is money".

And the so-called "in this world, although the money is not everything, but no money is nothing".

By the above, we can get, cherish time is to cherish money, want to earn more money must have more time.

So, in this era of materialism, "fast" has become the object of people's crazy pursuit, with the rapid change to describe the world really good. I don't know in the past that night, how many people bankrupt how many people rich, how many lives how many passed away. Maybe just for a moment, we will be as bad as the people.

Because of the fast, we enter the fastest technological development in history; because of the fast, someone invented can make people work for three consecutive days without rest; because of the fast, South Korea's chief scientists published a fake thesis; because of the fast, so we do not have the time to put their own vacation, can not let that full bow pause to send arrows, not to mention that the speed of the heart chased to the exhaustion of a little rest.

I can't help but think of "The Hoax" in NASA to save the reputation, and the "artificial meteorite" placed under the ice. How fast, look! The conjecture that should have been confirmed after a long exploration can be realized today. I do not know in the blind pursuit of speed at the same time, but also lost our human dignity.

In ancient times, because of the low level of productivity, limiting the speed of production. Because of the inconvenience of transportation, Xuanzang need to go through several years of long walk to reach India; in the past is the "face of the peach blossoms reflecting the red" of the beautiful, and now there is only empty "peach blossoms are still laughing at the spring breeze" of the lonesome; across the Milky Way of the Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden can only rely on the Magpie Bridge to meet once a year; Yang Guifei wanted to eat a little bit of food, but she did not want to. The first time; Yang Guifei want to eat lychee I do not know how many people whipped to death.

But also because of the ancient slow, created how many hermits and poets. Tao Yuanming "picking chrysanthemums under the East Fence, leisurely see the South Mountain"; Meng Haoran "open Xuanxian face field garden, wine talk mulberry outlet"; Xin Qiji "most like the child death Lai, creek lying peeled lotus seedpods". This kind of unhurried leisurely mentality, modern people can not feel?

Is it really necessary to "this love can only become memories, the heart of the moment can not help themselves"?

Confucius had a good saying - "If you want to go fast, you can't go fast". It is very clear that this "speed" is a matter of "desire". Feeling overwhelmed by speed is your "desire for speed". A person who wholeheartedly pursues speed, even in the mountains and wild forests, you can hear the sound of cars, see in front of the temptation of his interests, not to mention the smell of smoke.

I'm not saying I'm against the fast-paced nature of the world; after all, it's in keeping with the trend of the times. It's just that we're in a world where the surface pursues speed and the substance pursues efficiency, where actions can be driven but the heart can't!

Acting fast with a "slow" mindset is what our times want to instruct humanity.

The world is in a state of flux, but my heart is solid.

Van Essay 4: The Speed of Happiness

I was keen to take my rebellious bicycle and my fox friends to wander on the road, gliding on the inertia of the wheels to make our notes of joy. Some people rush back and forth on the same road n times, and every time they see us they can't help but remind us that "time flies" and "the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and time flies like an arrow".

These people won't understand that when we walk around with happiness, when we are writing those stories belonging to the youth with great effort, the time of happiness will be very slow and very slow, and even in our life, leaving a mark that can't be erased.

Modern technological development, the biggest drawback is: people, unlike animals, but like a full range of intelligent machines. The morning five to nine, means nine o'clock in the morning to five o'clock in the morning. There are instant noodles for the hungry, instant coffee for the thirsty, and you can fly from New York to Barcelona 2 times in 24 hours. The speed of human beings has been unrivaled, and human beings have completely forgotten what it's like to run free, and the times are developing, and human beings are taking leaps and bounds... so let's fly!

Fly with that scorching speed!

Every time you pass through the station, you can always see a group of expressionless, cold-eyed people, most of them are well-dressed, armpits with briefcases, head down, hurried, two major characteristics of such people is that a cell phone on the way to ring at least two times, busy with official business is not known. Secondly, such people are in a hurry, often bump into people, bump into people's faces changed, fierce, while raising his hand to look at the table while complaining. May I ask such a person, how fast it is? Alas, the evolution of too fast people ah, too far ahead of the happy also forgotten at the starting point.

The car, waiting impatiently at the station, whined harshly, whereupon a group of people scrambled to squeeze in. The car departs, leaving behind a roll of smoke, and happiness kicked out by the speed of today.

I don't think I need that speed in life.

What is happiness? Happiness doesn't evolve, she takes time, she takes environment, she takes nurturing, she takes time for you to keep up with the speed of the tower. Perhaps, you can fulfill all the necessities of life, but without happiness, your life is incomplete. Perhaps, you get your thrill in the midst of the soldiering, but you will never be able to keep up with the speed of happiness.

My wish: in the modern age of speed, step on the drum beat that belongs to your life, and in the sky, leave traces of flying through. Don't be like those who are so fast that life leaves nothing -

just fly away.