DALLAS MABIRE
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got a lotus seed. My little slutty
Heheh! It's summer now! All the lotus flowers on the pool are in bloom; It's got a lotus seed. My little slutty cat could not bear the joy in his heart and was ready to steal the lotus seed. With that said, I tiptoed to the neighbor's pond. I looked around the pond. Ouch! Not a single person! My heart can not help but rejoice to think: can really God help me! So God is helping me this "criminal". I rejoiced for a moment and came to a more private place. 'Ah! I swallowed before my voice could be uttered, and you saw something! It's a few boats. I was almost overwhelmed with joy. But I wasn't greedy and chose the smaller boat. I stood majestically on it, shaking my OARS and paddling quickly. At this time, a larger lotus seed caught my eye. I think this is it. I pulled hard with one hand, the other hand kept pinching the stem of the lotus seed, do not know how the lotus seed has emerged white juice, but still can not pinch down. Heh! Demo! Dare to play a big sword in front of Guan Gong is really beyond my power, I thought unconvinced. Finally, I pulled out the killer hand. With a sound of "crack" the lotus canopy broke down. I fell on my back, too, and almost fell into the pond! Look at the fruit I picked my heart is very happy and very proud like the Erlang god fart ---- air and. That way! Maybe it's because of a guilty conscience! I rowed home as fast as I could with a happy smile..... Daaaaaa!For a long time, I have not written what I want to write. Sometimes I feel like I have nothing to share. But sometimes I want to write down my troubles. There are many things, because a mistake is wrong again, we all reflect after the encounter. Constantly thinking about what's the right thing to do. Recently my state of mind has not been very good, so my mood is also very annoying, do anything powerless. Nothing you can do will make a difference. It will only make people misunderstand. Of course, I also saw the human heart, and because I saw the so-called human heart, I still could not face these things. Always feel that it will pass, do not need to pay attention to for the moment. But also because of this, someone has repeatedly climbed up, let me lose trust, feel really good hypocrisy, good nausea. Sometimes when I think about it, I don't need to be nice to someone anymore. Once the best classmate, the best friend, the best family. And now we're doing it again and again. Even if I'm wrong, I don't think we should kiss like this. Then everything around is shaking, even if my heart is struggling, but in the dream to see her countless times, why do you do this, because of the power, you did not listen to the Internet is identifying and translating... Have things ever changed? You don't know, if I get tough, I'll make you feel like I'm feeling right now. Sometimes I wish you could be close to me again, we can recover before, I will forget the previous unpleasant. But why are you still doing this. I want to rip you out and see what color is your heart? Is this what a few years of emotion is all about? Now I hate you so much. I hate you. I don't know what our feelings will be like in the future. Or until the day you die you'll never have anything more to do with each other. The air is filled with the other breath I have for you now. I thought time would improve, but I gave you a lot of time, and you got worse, and I really can't forgive you. Remember, I'm not who I used to be, and I don't expect anything from you anymore.
By DALLAS MABIREabout a year ago in Motivation
The streets and temples. Content Warning.
The streets and temples were crowded with people, the study rooms were crowded with books, and to get rid of the crowds we went into the wilderness. Crowding is a kind of luxury of life, in luxury is difficult to know how to cherish. Sartre said, "Other people are hell," and perhaps he was rarely out in the open. It is not a country house or a ranch on the outskirts of the country, but a real wilderness without any people, a plain sand, the end of time." The real wilderness is the negative side of life, even a blade of grass is stingy with its own trace. It is unfamiliar to the crowd, but there is a huge truth to the fact that 1 is a comma. The land reclaimed by human beings is really only a small accident, and what is inevitable outside of the accident is the wilderness. This boundless wilderness is only a small piece of soil compared with the vast sea, and if the land and the sea are added together, they will immediately become a speck of dust in the universe. The infinite emptiness of the universe has entered people's imagination, and the more we imagine, the more we feel that even a little life is the greatest miracle. Little bits of life can actually develop and grow like a decent, I really do not know how to cheer, how to care for, how to cherish. The year before last, I went to Xinjiang with Mr. Jia Pingwa, and when we met in the desert, he said, "I was shocked." He's talking about poplar trees in the desert. "Without a drop of water, it can live for a thousand years, stand upright after dying for a thousand years, and fall without falling apart and decay for another thousand years!" "From this, I thought of the Buddhist travelers of all ages. They trudge through the wilderness for years, saying they are seeking scripture, and the greatest scripture is the testimony of life. I think that in the vast wilderness, their experience of caring for students, kindness and compassion is stronger than anywhere else. So they went to another gathering place of life without hesitation, connecting the scattered lives and throwing them together to the "great sorrow of the same body". Whether Fa Xian, Xuan Zang or Jianzhen, they all used their weak bodies to bridge the vast rivers and mountains between the communities of life, which is really a spiritual practice of the utmost love. Early in my life, when I read Tan Sitong's "Benevolence", I saw that he defined the first definition of "benevolence" as "connecting", connecting with China and abroad, the whole country, and the whole people, but I did not understand it very well. Love but not broad, even if there is no real love.However, when travelers in order to care for the life side of the journey in the wilderness, they must pay a heavy price in life. Still praying for life at the most critical moment of life, most of the stories that occur in the wilderness are scattered with the wind and unknown to eternity, and occasionally hearsay will always wake up sentient beings who are busy with the world. A few years ago, Shanghai traveler Yu Chunshun was buried in Lop Nur after walking alone for a full eight years, and the news came that an invisible lever covering thousands of kilometers was immediately set up, one end of the lever was a lonely life, and the other end was one of the densest life aggregation places on the planet - Shanghai. Apathetic Shanghai people were gently - pry by this lever unexpectedly deep feeling, a small relic exhibition all day long crowds. At that time, I stood aside and was puzzled: according to the thinking logic of the city, which has always paid great attention to practical profit estimation, Yu Chunshun had not made any practical contribution, and the scattered objects in the exhibition had no aesthetic value. What's wrong with them? All of a sudden it's crazy, you know? I think this can only be attributed to the deep secrets of life signals. To fear life is to be merciful. Imagine that the object we envy and despise every day is also the miraculous creation between heaven and earth, and actually live in the same place and walk on the same road with us, this is really too great fate. "A hundred years of repairs have made the same ship weep", this statement is not only no exaggeration, in my opinion, it is not enough. Look at the vast wilderness can not even find a trace of life, wait for a bird to wait for how many years, and to find life in the universe f, an opening is how many light years, with the speed of light to search for thousands of years have not searched for a faint trace, we only build a mere hundred years can encounter with our exact counterpart of the creatures together. All kinds of cherish is too late, how willing to spoil each other! In order to stop the destruction, we sometimes have to shout out and even punish, but this is entirely out of compassion for the community of life. Human beings are just a group of homeless wanderers in the universe, the universe is our wilderness, we are the universe's Fa Xian and Xuan Zang, or a Yu Chunshun, but our figure is even more subtle than the mosquito's ambition. I have heard the sorrowful singing of Exodus, the simple walking, the coarse clothes and shoes, and the bleak eyes. It's not clear where it came from or where it's going. In such a long-distance hearing, what can we do except support each other, rescue each other, and love each other? Human beings, great and helpless. As long as you always look up into space and face the wilderness, you will not care about anything, and finally only two words remain:
By DALLAS MABIREabout a year ago in Cleats