Moe Academy: Resurrection Battle

It may be true that we don't know what we have until we lose it, and we don't know what we have until it comes back. Even if you give all your love to someone, there is no guarantee that they will love you back. Don't expect love in return, and if it's not the case, be willing to increase your love!

It only takes an hour to like someone, a day to love someone, and a lifetime to forget someone. Don't trust people's appearance, it will deceive people; don't rely on wealth, it will disappear; look to people who make you smile, because just that smile makes the night seem brighter. There will be such a time in life when you miss someone, you will think of them in your dreams and hug them. Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be who you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do what you want to do. May you have enough happiness to make you happy, enough hardships to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, and enough hope to cheer you up.

Always put yourself in other people's shoes. If it makes you feel bad, it may also make others feel bad. The greatest happiness of a person is not necessarily to have the best of everything, but to make the best use of everything. Happiness awaits people who cry, people who are hurt, people who pursue and people who work hard, because only they can understand the importance of those who touch their lives.

The brightest future is always built on forgetfulness. Only by letting go of the failures and pain of the past can you move on. When you were born, you were crying and those around you were smiling; you live a meaningful life so that when you die, you are smiling and those around you are crying.

Today, the dancing snowflakes finally got tired and gave up waving. The sky regained its former bright smile. A ray of bright sunshine poured unhindered on the windowsill, emitting its incomparable light and heat in the cold winter.

The sparrows outside the window, with sleepy eyes, came out to join in the fun as if they were going to the market. They chirped non-stop on the windowsill, on the wires, and on the branches. Sometimes they even waved their short wings and hopped around nimbly. It seemed that they were discussing and welcoming this day full of hope. What a scene of resurrection of all things.

The octogenarian at the door sat against the wall with his back hunched. The sun shone recklessly on his wrinkled face, which was filled with happiness, satisfaction and freedom. It was as if he had never experienced the war and the era of starvation. Occasionally, a few children would come and gather around the old man to listen to his stories about the Red Army. It was a harmonious scene with children and grandchildren.

The room is filled with the faint scent of books, with Tang and Song poems lingering on the beams. I scoop up a handful of romantic words and put them in my stomach, letting me wander in this vast sea of ​​books and breathe in the fragrance of poetry.

It's a pity that in the dreamlike years, I encountered so many colorful scenes, and the hesitant waiting did not scratch the years. Now in the peaceful years, I want to root kindness, diligence, gratitude, and persistence in the only today, exuding a faint fragrance and showing the spirit of proud snow. Let the books around me interpret into poetry, and fill myself with the bright spring, the quiet beauty of autumn leaves, the brilliant summer flowers, and the warmth of winter in the days of book fragrance and ink marks. Life is so good.