It is the sky that is cut into a square blue lattice by thin window lattice. It is the sky that is divided into shiny and distant small pieces by short eyelashes and long green branches. The sky was projected in the blue waves of the water, so Thoreau sat by Walden Lake and fished the stars in the endless night sky in the water. The sky is projected in people's bright eyes, so there is Qu Yuan of Chu looking up at the sky and reciting the wonderful and mysterious "Tian Wen". The sky of philosophers gave birth to their souls. Therefore, they have a sky-wide emotion and mind. Xingchen is the eye of the sky, and the cheeks of the sky are full of countless eyes, large and small. The sun is a fiery eye, which makes us afraid to look directly at its golden flame, just like people's yearning and awe for the hot dignitaries. The moon is a gentle eye, no matter whether it is sunny or rainy, it quietly looks at people from ancient times to the present. "This month once shone on the ancients", and in the light yellow light flowing quietly, people got a quiet and gentle moment. As for countless stars, they are like the sight in the compound eyes of insects. "The Little Prince" wrote that the stars we saw with the naked eye may have burst and died hundreds of millions of years ago, and now their light reaches my pupil, which is the most mysterious accident. Clouds are the powder makeup of the sky. The clouds in the morning are dyed fresh pink, like the cheeks of a newborn baby, with a soft blood color. Clouds at dusk are plated with golden orange, like rust, shining with the glory of lonely years. There is an idiom called "White Clouded Cangdog", and a movie "White Clouded Cangdog" is staged every day in the sky. The audience includes immature children and old people who are dying. From the unpredictable clouds, they have found the sweet marshmallows they tasted in their childhood or found the cloud country in fairy tales. Meng Haoran said in a poem: "weiyun is a light river man, and the raindrops are sparse." The powder makeup in the sky melted, and the crystal rain fell down. We can't kiss the distant sky, but we can kiss the tears of the sky-rain. Bit by bit of rain, sorrow is more than Li Qingzhao, the poet, and sorrow is more than He Zhu: plum rains in yellow. Our hard but cracked heart is moistened by the rain, and then a new green grows from the dry land of the soul, and a white flower blooms from the dust of the soul. This delicate plant is full of tears in the sky, swaying and growing in the wind, a little closer to the sky, and a little closer ... With the projection on the sundial, we can know that the sky is moving towards eternity. How big is the universe and how wide is the Milky Way? It doesn't matter at the moment. Have we ever seen the sky clearly? But in my thoughts, I dreamed of eternity.

In fact, the sky is just like the sea. When it is calm, it is blue and endless, which makes people feel very comfortable. It's like breathing a breath of fresh air, turning thousands of times and finally reaching the heart. Looking up at the blue sky and changing white clouds, what do you think of? Is it a mind as broad as the sky, a memory that travels through time and space, or those dreams that cannot be touched?

sometimes, I always like to be alone and stare blankly at the sky, where all our beautiful assumptions and hopes are there. When the sun rises, the east is flushed, which represents the light of hope. When a person is disappointed and lost, as long as he sees the rising sun in the morning, his heart will surge with infinite strength. Those warm touches will help us to the abyss of out of the dark and then embark on the road of light again. The night sky casts a mysterious veil over our hearts. When the sky is completely dark, the stars that we can't see during the day will appear in our sight. Don't you think truth is similar to stars in a sense? Because truth is often buried or ignored by us, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist. Only when we use external forces and open our eyes hard can we vaguely recognize its vague figure.

The little prince said that one of the millions of stars has a flower he loves on it, so he will feel very happy as long as he looks at many stars. Therefore, many times we don't have to own something completely, as long as we know that it is still somewhere you don't know, then we should feel happy. What is happiness? In my opinion, happiness is simply looking up and caring a little.

besides the stars, there is the moon in the sky. There are ups and downs in the moon, and people have joys and sorrows. It seems that since ancient times, the moon has been closely linked with people's coming and going. In fact, everything is like this, the origin is doomed, the sun rises and the moon sets, flowers bloom and flowers fade ... The cycle of fate makes us draw a circle, but one day fate will turn us into two parallel lines without intersection. Life can last forever only after the cycle of turnover ... This is a natural law, just like the moon itself is a reflection of nature. So we don't have to be sad and sigh for this. We should treat everything that nature has given us with a peaceful attitude.

There will be angry days in the sky, such as lightning, rainstorm, hurricane ... At this moment, the sky is no longer tender and tender, it makes people's blood flow backwards and they are extremely scared. It is a kind of shock and fear that people are willing to submit to their feet, but there is nothing we can do. In fact, the expression of the sky is very human, with emotions and changeable. Once a man is angry, his power is not small, sometimes even destructive, and he can destroy anything in front of him, just like a volcano, either it doesn't erupt or it gets out of hand. However, many times contradictions and struggles between people can be avoided, but they must be torn apart. Why bother? In the final analysis, just to fight for a sigh of relief. In fact, as long as we bear it, as long as we take a step back, the outcome will be very different.

thinking about the sky is sometimes a mood. When we are in a good mood, the sky gives us positive hints; But when you are depressed, you will unconsciously think that the sky is dark, even though it was clear in Wan Li.

thinking about the sky is a process of enjoying peace but letting your mind wander. If one day you feel tired, you might as well let your mind get rid of the shackles of the world and find a pure and flawless sky of its own ...

I don't know whose thoughts the wild geese have taken away. The sky is still blue. I wonder whether people's love lights up the sky or the sky lights up the love in people's hearts.

One's Sky

In this ancient land of the East, there lived a singer, who built a stage with his love and used the income of this stage to support a sky for those children who were out of school. Cong Fei, the man who is fighting cancer, donated all he had, but didn't think of treating his incurable disease. Cong Fei left, flying away with his love for out-of-school children, to his own blue sky. Some people say: "Cong Fei's actions can't make every child's eyes full of bright sunshine." However, it is the sky that Cong Fei sang with his own voice that stung our eyes and gradually opened the door to charity. This is the sky of love.

A sky for three

Can you imagine what would happen if a person fell from a cliff? To perish or to survive? The cable car accident a few years ago is still fresh in people's minds. When a cable car of a family of three who was sitting and enjoying family happiness fell off the cable, I saw four hands holding up a small body and a fragile young life at the same time, but the owner of these two hands died without hesitation! This is a sky composed of blood and meat supported by parents for their children! Someone once said, "The day after the accident, the sky seemed unusually quiet. It makes people feel homesick. " Yes, when parents care for their children with their own hands, a sky that can never see the wind and rain spreads out over the children's heads. This is also the sky of love.

the sky of a group of people

why is the charity index of this ancient country always like a child who doesn't want to grow up? Why do people always pay attention to welfare on "small pieces of paper" full of hope of winning the lottery? Why do people always ask about the assets of rich people without caring about their donations to charity? However, the caring group that appeared in Qingdao is trying to improve all this. "Dust", this caring group has witnessed different faces, but < P > it has the same name-Dust! People have long since stopped asking who "Dust" is and how much money he donated. Because, people who know this group have become a member of "Dust"! "Dust" can't be found, but it can be seen everywhere. It is small but great! It represents the conscience of a city! Look, the sky of charity in the distance has revealed a fish-belly grey. This is the sky of love.

one person's love is small, but what about two people, three people or even a group of people? When people's love comes together, the sky is lit up by people's love. At the same time, the sky lit up by love guides all living beings to ignite the love in more people's hearts.

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