Cherish what you have.

I have heard the story of monkeys picking fruits since I was a child. The naughty little monkey picked corn and lost peaches, lost corn and went to pick watermelons, but found nothing. When we were young, we all laughed at the cute little monkey. In a hurry, we are all grown up, running around in the morning and evening, and we understand a lot of truth, but we are still putting on a modern drama of little monkeys picking fruits. Some people are busy pursuing their dreams, but think that what is lost is the most precious; Some people gain a lot, but they are exhausted and afraid to give up. Meditation, actually, we are not happy.

If "possession" is a kind of precious wealth-we are proud of our knowledge and ability and happy for our family and friendship-but we don't know how to cherish it but bury it in the secular world, then it is worthless.

Flowers bloom brilliantly only because bees and butterflies that love flowers are doubly beautiful; Ignoring it will only lament the sentimentality of the flowers after being defeated by the British. The sunrise is bright, just because those who love the sun are doubly warm; If you despise it, you will only regret it in the dark.

Hungry people value food more than money, and cold people value clothes and silk more than pearls and jade, just because they really realize the importance of food and clothing. Successful people cherish their own success, unsuccessful people cherish their own efforts, because they know that success is not easy and they pay hard. The wise man lives in a humble room and enjoys himself, without gain or loss. They cherish everything they have. Because they know that only what they have now is the most valuable, and what they have lost and what they will have in the future are just flowers in the moonlight, beautiful but illusory.

"If you realize that you don't remonstrate with the past, you can chase it if you know it." Tao Yuanming sang under the antique garden chrysanthemum and laughed at all the illusory children.

Some philosophers also say that people are like stone pickers, picking up precious treasures in the rugged twists and turns of the years, carrying heavier and heavier bags, catching up with the passing time and harboring the hoped future. When food and clothing make people fall into trivial vulgarity, success or failure makes people fall into intrigue and possession becomes a burden. Perhaps, let yesterday blowing in the wind, let tomorrow come, lose some of everything, and we will be more relaxed.

Unfortunately, a climber was caught in his leg by two stones, but he couldn't save it by calling and pushing the stones. He bravely cut off his leg with a knife and scissors, and the blood stained the soil and stones. He crawled painfully and asked for help. Later, he was saved. Although he lost his strong limbs, he saved his life.

Facing the temptation of power and wealth, work glory has become a barrier in the trap. Li Bai flung off his sleeves angrily. "Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those who have high status and high positions? They will never tolerate others showing them a sincere face! " He got rid of fame and fortune, got rid of the fetters of possession, and became famous forever.

Gecko can break its tail, so it is weak and brave and can live forever; Snails don't give up their shells, they can only crawl slowly in large and small places. (Continuous examples have proved to enhance the momentum of the article. )

Discard, not waste. Now the pace of progress is hobbled by luggage, and the pace will be more solid if we give up the burden. It takes more courage to give up than to have. Owning it is our hard-earned sweat and beloved wealth. How sad it is to give it up!

Many choices and behaviors are difficult to control. Yesterday and the Ming Dynasty, there was always a lot of melancholy and longing. Life is like taking a bus, starting at one stop together, happy or sad, and maturity is achieved through choice. Cherish your own possession and learn to give up your own possession, then you can truly own yourself.

When I was in kindergarten, I cherished the sugar in my pocket. In primary school, I cherished the glass balls in the pencil box; When I was in middle school, I cherished the finished water bottle. Grandma said: cherish food; Mom said, cherish your pocket money; Dad said that we should cherish ... everything that seems to be bought with money. In this material and spiritual society, don't forget that there is love in your spiritual world. Cherish the love you have.

The first time I finished reading Jing M.Guo's novel1995-The summer of 2005 has not come, I was quite touched. Chang Xia loves Xiao Si and Xiao Si loves Chang Xia. They have been friends since high school, so they know each other very well. However, at the most difficult time in Xiao Si, because of a word, because of selfish and insidious conspiracy, Chang Xia left, leaving his lover in trouble, so he rashly left and never came back. In fact, love has been firmly deposited at the bottom, but the leaves of camphor trees as charming as fairy tales have fallen layer by layer, and dusty love has been integrated into the soil.

Loneliness is a person's carnival. Carnival is the loneliness of a group of people. In fact, she was afraid that saying goodbye would be the end of the world. In the long summer, you don't know that when you leave quietly and turn around, love has come to an end. Why not cherish your love? Why not insist on love? When you give up, the dust settles, the birds leave no trace, close your eyes, the world without love is broken, and Meng Jiangnv cries at the Great Wall. How much she cherishes her love with him ... two hearts, clearly hoping to be together for a long time, but to be apart. Let the years eat away at the love that can't be retreated, leaving each other with only a beautiful heart injury. I hope that lovers who can be together will cherish the time in your. Because, love is the outline of happiness, changing clouds. Let's end with a poem. There is no treasure in the poem, but people feel this breath all the time. It feels great. Along the way, someone was sitting on the subway, watching the advertisements passing by. Some people are afraid to miss every inescapable news report. Some people can grow old along the way. Some people lose their youth. Some people smile in memories. Some people are worried about tomorrow. Some people pray devoutly for strangers. Some people eat only enough food for a few people every day of their lives. Everyone is looking for it in a one-way street. No one believes that there is no need to look for it. Along the way, some people hugged others and some people broke up. Some people's backs are constantly expanding.

Along the way, the bird lost its feathers. Everyone is a flea in a one-way street.

Everyone converts to his own religion. Some people see through the lines of life and the mystery of fate prematurely on the road of life. Some people realize that it is too late and there is nowhere to run.

A new life has begun; Moss in the dark is slowly approaching the sun. ...

Love, please cherish.