When you are not overweight, others say you are too thin and advise you to gain weight. When you are slightly chubby, they say you aren't fat at all and suggest eating more. When you are truly fat, they say being fleshy is beautiful and advise against dieting. Only when it becomes incredibly difficult to lose weight, harder than overcoming an addiction, will people say you really should lose weight. Therefore, do not blindly follow others' opinions; without being disciplined with yourself, no matter how clever you are, you cannot master your destiny.
A kind heart is naturally beautiful; a straightforward heart is naturally sincere; a compassionate heart is naturally gentle; and a pure heart is naturally solemn. Amidst the splendor of thousands of years, a moment passes; after a century, all is but a handful of sand. Use time as a pen to sow seeds of beauty in the tunnel of years. Embrace every sunrise with joy, perceive every sunset with heart, listen with soul to shake off the dust of years, return to the essence of life with a pure heart, and treat everything in life with gratitude.
Those who see through things find vitality everywhere; those who cannot see through them find obstacles everywhere. Those who can take responsibility are dependable; those who cannot are careless. Those who can let go find the Great Dao; those who cannot wander lost. Those who think positively see spring everywhere; those who dwell on negativity see decay everywhere. The power to decide who you become and what life you lead lies within you.
Pushkin once said, "If life deceives you, do not be melancholy, and do not be indignant! When things are not going well, restrain yourself for a while; believe, the happy days will come." Happiness is actually hidden in the small things of our daily lives. Treat your inner self well; you have the power to cause yourself pain, but you also have the power to bring yourself happiness, for you are the master of your own life.
We raise crystalline wine glasses to encounter one another, unaware that our past lives were merely preparations for this very meeting. The night unfurls its black curtains; the moon sheds its gentle, clear light. Mist drifts and the breeze whispers. A tide rushes into the heart, and tears overflow the eyes.
Thank you for gifting me an empty joy; those beautiful memories have been blurred by tears. Occasionally, when I remember, the memory remains fresh, just as I loved you in the beginning—without purpose, simply for love.
Due to the limitations of subjective and objective conditions, what one 'wants to do' and what one 'should do' are often not simultaneously possible. To make a tangible contribution to society, one must do what is 'possible to do.'
