I used to think that the world of words is boundless. How can I express my feelings with her?
It's like a pen that doesn't know how much ink it is. How do you use it to work? Doodle at will? Or do everything you can to finish a masterpiece? Is it to cherish use, or to squander without grudging?
In short, what about life? In the face of countless turning points in life, how can we use our pen to write the following for this turning point?
The roads in the city are numerous and crisscross, so there are many turns naturally. A road extends to the distance, walking and finding a fork in front, which is the turning point of the road. Turn left, turn right. Apart from the difference in direction, it's the difference in destination. The end of the left turn may be the boundless ocean, and the end of the left turn may be the towering mountains. The direction is to break up here. All we have to do is to think carefully at the turning point to find out where our purpose is. Thought clearly then embarks on the road, pursues the dream heaven without hesitation.
What if this road is a journey of life?
No matter when and where, I'm afraid that the only thing that can't be avoided is the turning point. People who rush all day in the ordinary often don't care about one or two small turning points, and then a seemingly flat turning point can just become the eternal glory or regret in their life.
At the turning point of life, we often welcome such guests. A man's left hand has ideals, which is the faith he pursues in his whole life; his right hand is holding his kinship, which is the end that his parents expect from the beginning to the end. The turning point of life is close at hand, but how to make the final decision? To give up the ideal, I'm afraid that this life has no other flavor except regret, to give up family affection, or to face the sad eyes of our parents, no one can teach us to choose left or right, in the face of the real turning point, only ourselves can make ourselves shine. Step through this journey and then look far away, another peak standing in front, is still a turning point, still need to choose. At this time, I found that the original answer has been in my own hands. We decided to use our whole life to love where the ideal is, where is the turning point destination. No one can teach us to live, except ourselves.
Innumerable difficulties, innumerable dangers, constitute the whole picture of life; innumerable turns, innumerable forks, teach us firmness and perseverance. Over this peak, another peak is seen. The meaning of life lies in life, and the meaning of life lies in sincere giving, creating every tomorrow with enthusiasm, facing every turning with a smile, learning to judge in turning, learning to persist in turning, learning to rely in turning, life is actually a no regrets song.