Someone once told me that the most beautiful time of cherry blossoms is not when they are in full bloom, but when they are about to die, when each petal is fading in the air.
The cherry blossoms are most beautiful when they fall.
Someone once told me that the happiest time for a person is not when he finally gets success, smiling brightly in the envy and congratulations of others, but in the pain of failure to find their own position and direction.
The process of confidence and effort in defeat without saying "no" is the happiest.
Someone once told me that the brightest light is not the city night scene as bright as daylight, but in the dark mountain roads, those children rushing to school at night, the star torch.
The fire that is lit in the dark for the need is the brightest.
I was once told that the most delicious thing in the world is not a banquet, but a cold winter night, a hungry beggar received a bowl of hot porridge from the hand of the almsgiver.
The food that can warm the heart is the most delicious.
Someone once told me that the world's most infectious smile is not the angelic face of a woman's smile, but a person almost desperate to finally find a job for his family with a meager salary, the kind of smile of comfort.
The smile of gratitude for life is the most infectious.
Someone once told me that the girl who thought she was the most desperate girl in the world was saved by her parents when she tried to commit suicide, and they told her that the most desperate person in the world is not you who attempted suicide, but us who looked at your desperate heart and could not do anything about it.
The darkness derived from the power of love is the most desperate.
That is why life and death wither just as beautifully, and joy can be derived from pain, a light that burns bright as hope when needed. The heart of gratitude is most beautiful, the kindness that warms the heart is most comforting, and love goes with the shadows.
So life is simple, love and respect life, try to be happy, burn with hope, warm others, master the scale of loving and being hurt, and whenever you can, bring a smile of gratitude.
Some people say that this is what life is all about.
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