The meaning of life

The meaning of life

Life is never just being. It is a becoming, a relentless flowing on. Our parents live on through us, and we will live on through our children. The institutions we build endure, and we will endure through them .The beauty we fashion cannot be dimmed by death. Our flesh may perish, our hands will wither. But that which they create in beauty and goodness and truth lives on for all time to come.

Hold fast, let go: understand this paradox, and you stand at the very gate of wisdom

Hold fast to life –but no so fast that you cannot let go. We must accept our losses, and learn how to let go.

Don’t spend and waste your lives accumulating objects that will only turn to dust and ashes. Pursue not so much the material as the ideal, for ideals alone invest life with meaning and ale of enduring worth.

Add love to a house and you have a home. Add righteousness to a city and you have a community, add truth to a pile of red brick and you have a school. Add religion to the humblest of edifices and you have a sanctuary. Add justice, to the far-flung round of human endeavor and you have civilization. Put them all together; exalt them above their present imperfections. Add to them the vision of humankind redeemed. forever free of need and strife and you have a future lighted with the radiant colors of hope.

记忆之船悄悄地划远，记忆的空间里留下了一抹淡淡的惆怅和惘然，我依稀只记得那个被谁淋湿而远去的背影总想忘却那枯水季节的柔情，可那头飘逸的长发却终是挥之不去，而那被谁淋湿而远去的背影却总留在心里。枯水季节的承诺遗漏在枕边，随风飘向了远方。曾几何时我想过我会拥有一个很是美好的生活，但是或许正是因为自己的这个小小的愿望太过强烈致使自己忘却本该忘记的一些东西。我忘了那个本该属于我曾雨辰最最基本的爱情亲情友情。很多时候我真的觉得我没必要在一直坚持先去，但是我真的很难做出真正自己和别人都满意的抉择。我到底是活在别人的世界还是活在我自己的世界我真的很难自己辨别。因为在某些时候我从当着一个别人世界中的角色而又有些时候我是什么？我只是一个别人无法理解的自己狂人的角色。我想过要好好的改变但是我真的不知道我该怎么样对自己做出什么样的改变。我曾经不知一次祈求上天可以给我一次从头来过的机会。或许有了真个机会我可以比现在过的更好，我可以取得更多的成绩因为这一次我会拼尽我自己的排一切只为了自己心中那个坚持已久的梦。因为我是独一无二的因为我是永远的第一。

曾雨辰

2012年4月1日星期日