Appreciation is a style, a unique and自在 way of perceiving the world. In this bustling world, with its mountains, waters, flowers, and changing weather, everything is in constant flux. To appreciate is to perceive; the deeper the perception, the more enriched and relaxed life becomes. Since we know the secret to a supreme life, we should learn to appreciate it.
Do you believe you are too busy to find spare time? In fact, it is the busy people who possess ample and highly efficient fragmented time, for they are inherently efficient. Conversely, those who are idle often feel they have no time at all, as their time is spent inefficiently.
Life is like an exquisite glass cup, often shattered into brilliant fragments by life's calamities, each piece a transparent heart. Life is also like the cereus flower, requiring years of tears and sweat to nourish it before it can bloom to face the world.
In this life, you may lack fame, wealth, or noble status. But as long as you possess a pure and clean heart, your soul can face the heavens without shame.
"Do you think that because I am poor and plain-looking, I lack feelings? I swear to you, if God had granted me wealth and beauty, I would make it impossible for you to leave me, just as I cannot leave you now. Though God has not done so, we remain equal in spirit."
Our reputation is the most effective capital, working for us every single moment.
In the wind and rain, I listen intently for your gentle footsteps. Those footsteps have touched my heartbeat countless times, quietly entering my dreams without leaving a trace. They leave only sighs, and with those sighs, I walk back into the wind and rain to wait for you.
We sometimes believe ourselves to be noble, just, or kind, yet we often place our pride above the endurance of others, leading to many needless troubles.
Holding a cup of warm tea, tasting it slowly and reflecting deeply. Life is a journey, and we travel it in haste. Amidst the rush, there is much happiness, but also much sorrow and helplessness. Many friends have drifted away like dreams, and many stories have become irrecoverable.
