The warm winter is about to pass through its record of no snow. The bare land, singing in the cold wind, awaits its next flourishing. The germinating life will awaken all things on a bright morning.
If we could all remain children, we could stay at the original spot of time. We could sit together, listening to those stories that never age, while our hair slowly turns white.
When heaven intends to harm a person, it first grants minor blessings to make them arrogant. Therefore, one should not rejoice blindly when fortune arrives, but must examine whether one can handle it.
Be a flower that follows nature. When the time comes to bloom, bloom fully, displaying your most beautiful face. Do not worry about the sorrow of withering; after the flowers fall, substantial fruits will naturally ripen.
When visiting clients, salespeople should adhere to the principle: "Even if you fall, grab a handful of sand." This means one should not return empty-handed. Even if the deal does not close, one must ensure the client can introduce a new prospect.
When I am sad or distressed, I hope you can wrap me in your arms, giving me warmth and comfort, allowing me to heal and adjust there. But why, every time I tell you my unhappiness, does your reaction make me feel that everything is unrelated to you? Unrelated people, unrelated matters... Do you know that I finally cried because your coldness chilled my heart?
The best weapon against bad weather is not an umbrella, but a good mood.
The things we acquire and possess make us lose ourselves. We identify with those objects, and then we no longer know who we truly are.
