那句话是泰戈尔《飞鸟集》中的一句话，不知道他写下这句话的时候心里是想的是什么 。可是我想的很美 ，在我脑海中闪过无数的画面 ，我想不到任何美丽的词藻去形容，自嘲的笑笑，原来自己也不过如此·······
今年的成都仿佛格外寒冷，而第一场雪却也来的不早不晚 ，扬扬洒洒的飞舞，肆意的雪，肆意的人们 ，肆意在这个平凡却又不失情调的夜晚。我望着路灯发呆了，看见雪像飞蛾一样飞舞，可是雪花和飞蛾不同 ，它对路灯笑了笑，然后走开，他们好像是久违的友人 ，想说点什么，才发觉现在的时间，现在的地点却也找不到当年的那种激情那些个话题去调侃。
我仰起头 ，闭着眼去享受雪花抨击的感觉，有雪飘过我的发丝，滤过我的眼睑，亲吻过我的脸颊 。细腻 ，好像少女的心思；美好，好像每个人的初恋。
其实自己没事的时候，挺喜欢东想西想 ，很感谢上天给我了还算灵光的大脑。我想到了等待，其实每次等待都是痛苦的，好的 ，坏的。而人的一生中，很多事是经不起等待的 。家人不能等，或许我们还年轻 ，未来有很多的时间可以让我们摸索 、打拼，但是家人呢？他们还有时间等我们成功吗？还有时间等我们赚到钱，让他们过好日子 ，让他们以我们为荣？ “树欲静而风不止，子欲养而亲不待…… ”这是很多年前就知道的道理，可是却在千百年里被遗忘，这是多少人的痛 ，我不知道，可能是很多人一辈子也无法弥补的内心的伤痛。“亲不待”，他们没那么多的时间去等你。贫穷不能等 ，因为一但时间久了，你将习惯贫穷，到时不但无法突破自我 ，甚至会抹杀了自己的梦想，而庸庸碌碌的过一辈子…… 我的上半生：不犹豫；我的下半生：不后悔 。
现在的我们需要去接受被人欣赏，一些生活一些事 ，你的存在就是给了别人欣赏的权利，他们无所谓正确与否，因为每个人的思想都大相径庭。反之亦然 ，我们要学会去欣赏别人， 欣赏别人，就是善于寻找并发现别人身上的优点：欣赏别人的谈吐，会提高我们的口才；欣赏别人的大度 ，会开阔我们的心胸；欣赏别人的善举，会净化我们的心灵。欣赏别人时少一点挑剔，多一点信任；多一点热情 ，少一点冷漠；多一点仰视，少一点鄙视 。
很多人开始说我的文字，变的不再那么阳光 ，总有点黑暗的元素，我想要辩解，可是我不知道自己该说什么 ，或许长大的自己开始变得理性起来，不是安徒生，所以冬天里没有童话。什么时代了 ，什么环境了，爱玩，虚伪，乱七八遭.的单纯 ，幼稚，老大不小了，却还想起童话呢。幼稚吧？可笑吧?一份纯真 ，残存在那样的年纪，现在的自己心底有一片苦苦涩涩的暗流在涌动，我深呼吸 ，再呼吸，我必须这样 。因为我怕，稍有不慎 ，那暗流会汹涌澎湃地，在瞬间淹灭了我…
那些无忧无虑的美好生活终于远我而去了，似水年华 ，锦年如歌，终于唱响了我人生中的二十一岁，而今褪去年少的青涩，如蛇蜕皮一般 ，疼痛着、叫嚣着，却义无反顾的在年华的催促下回首然后决绝地向前走。成长的过程，五味俱全 ，只有自己去品味了，因为，成长是一个人的事 ，如爱一样。
雪渐渐的大了起来，我没有打伞，也没有伞可以打 。就这样淋吧！心里涩涩的想。一路上 ，我漠然着，任由着雪花肆无忌惮的“欺负”我所有裸露在外的一切。心口闷着慌，想着雪如果可以再大些 ，再凉些，好打湿我的衣服，浸湿了我眼角。我一直想看看天空中飘着鹅毛大雪的胜境，那样自己会不会傻掉 ，可是上天不大眷顾这个还算幸运的孩子······
被这亮丽的雪花带走了所有的萌生的浑浊空气，被四面温暖的墙吸走了寒冷，陷入了一种从所未有的境界 。 好像泰戈尔的诗句 “ 使生如夏花之绚烂 ，死如秋叶之静美 ”--------
"Make somataries like the summer flowers, and the autumn leaves are beautiful."
That sentence is Tagore One of the flying birds, I don't know what he is thinking when he wrote this sentence. But I think beautiful, flashing countless pictures in my mind, I can't think of any beautiful phrase to describe, laughing in myself, I am so excited, I am so excited. ······
This year's Chengdu seems to be extraordinarily cold, and the first snow is not late, raising the flying dance, the shackles of snow, the people who are willing, will be in this ordinary but not sentiment night . I looked at the street light, I saw the snow like a moth, but the snowflakes and moths were different, and it laughed on the street lamp, then walked away, they like a long-lost friend, I want to say something, only to tell the current time Now the place where the place is also can't find the kind of passion of the passion.
I got up and closed the feelings of snowflakes. I had snow that I was drifting with my hair, filtered my eyelid, kissed my cheek. Delicate, it seems like a girl's mind; beautiful, it seems that everyone's first love.
In fact, when I am fine, I like the East, I am very grateful to God to give me a big brain. I thought of waiting, in fact, every time, it is painful, good, bad. Among the people's life, many things can't stand it. Family can't wait, maybe we are still young, there are many times in the future to let us explore, fight, but family? Do they have time to wait for us? There is time waiting for us to make money, let them live a good day, let them be proud of us? "
tree wants to be quiet and the wind, the child wants to raise and don't stay ..." This is the reason that I know many years, but I have been forgotten in thousands of years. How many people are painful, I don't know It may be that many people can't make up for a lifetime. "Don't stay",They don't have so much time waiting for you. Poverty can't wait, because of a long time, you will get used to poverty, but not only can't break through the self, but even smudge your dream, and the merisell is a lifetime ... I am in the middle: I don't hesitate; IThe second half of life: do not regret.
Now we need to accept the appreciation, some lives, your existence is to give others to appreciate the right, they don't care correctly, because everyone's thoughts Large phase. Violation, we must learn to appreciate others, appreciate others, is good at finding and discovering the advantages of others: Appreciating the talks of others will improve our eloquence; enjoy the bigness of others, will broaden our hearts; Good afteen, will purify our minds. Appreciate someone else, a little bit of picking, more trust; more enthusiasm, less indifference; more looks at, less despise.
Many people began to say my text, there is no longer so sunshine, always a bit dark element, I want to justify, but I don't know what I should say, maybe grow up I started to get rationality, not Anderson, so there is no fairy tale in winter. What is the era, what is the environment, love to play, hypocrisy, chaos, is simple, childish, boss is not small, but I still think of fairy tale. Childish? Clarder? A pure, residual is that age, now there is a bitter and bitter dark stream in the bottom of your own, I have to breathe, breathe again, I have to do this. Because I am afraid, I will be slightly inadvertently, and the dark flow will be surmured. I drowned me in an instant ...
Those who worry-free good life is finally far away, Like the water year, the Jinyin is like a song, finally sings the 21 year old in my life, and the past year is less young, such as the snake is in general, the pain, screaming, but the meaning of the year, the next year, then return to the year I am going to go forward. The process of growth, five flavors, only to taste it, because the growth is a person, like love.
The snow is gradually bigger, I don't have an umbrella, and there is no umbrella. That's it! I want to think my heart. Always along the way, I am indifferent, I am bullied by the snow, I am bare, all of my naked. The heart is boring, thinking that snow can be bigger, more cool, so wet my clothes, soaked my eyes. I always wanted to look at the hidden in the sky floating in the sky, so I wouldn't be stupid, but I don't care about this, I am still lucky. ······
The brightest snowflakes took all the sprouting turbid air, and the warm wall was taken over, which was in a realm of unprecedented. It seems like Tagore's verse "makes births like summer flowers, and it is like autumn leaves." --------
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