悲天之久，一个思想是永恒的念及落如氏，因为有了疼爱，感情才有了无可取代的例外。最真的爱，总是坦诚相待；最好的伴，总是一直都在。如果浮动生命、写、笔笔心碎的梦里，时间，取决于窗口和外观、情绪，以及慢慢黑夜，只是想分享美丽的星光月光，花沉默。吃不死药，飞入美丽寂寞的功能的春秋，从原始的母系氏族，直到今天，就一直遵循与房间。因为有了人海，相遇才显得那么意外；一些离别但生与死，再次喜悦、放弃和持久性、悲伤和喜悦，心痛，移动，喜欢交响乐的过山车一样生活在一起。看功能，桂花树成为不朽，通过一个白色，拥抱的玉兔，充满了古代神秘、诱人的气氛弥漫的功能，此来自月光下的风景，是今晚浸泡每个孤独的心灵。感情的美是什么，是疲惫时的停靠，是无助时的依靠，是伤心时的投靠，更是一份踏实的可靠。其实真正的幸福，莫过于拿心给你的在乎，拿生命给你的陪同，还有一双无论风雨，都和你十指相扣的手。通缉到繁华富人的天堂，张是边缘人、同时最初的理想在那儿，但在了月球，这种独立的余天亭和谁，细数目与如何明星在哪里斗移的沧桑。整个一生，有些痛心的故事，人民在流泪，忘了；总是有一些甜美的回忆，醉的人不醒痴迷和挥之不去。丰富了生命颜色，丰富的情感在心里，丰富想法和愿望。只是为了找到世界如此顺利，所以月光下，只是为了找到生命是匆忙，过来走得太快。忽略了路边的风光，忽略太多，它已经失去的最珍贵的感情，发现混乱的感官刺激眼睛和耳朵，功利心，被遮盖，并已失去了感觉，最简单的幸福的能力。成长的步伐从来不会为谁而停止，不知不觉，后知后觉，时光的脚步带领着自己也来到了红尘的渡口，矫情的岁月在渡桥边焕发着多少的痴男怨女，唯美浪漫的爱情故事不知让多少人甘愿一往情深。在这红尘渡口下，我终于遇见了人潮汹涌里那个特别的你，情愿一生痴守的你。今生有幸与你牵手，今世甘愿为你守候。今晚，并不孤单，是合唱，几个月内，风飘船。尘不明亮，可以比的上个月的水晶灯，有这声音可以比是唐代的纯净的月光会映的世界吗？街上，可能人太匆忙了，没有时间停下来，修剪约思想的忙，看一眼苍白的背后。慈善不仅可以成就慈悲，还可以圆满智慧。在不断利他的过程中，内在的我执和习气都会随之弱化。因为我们需要关心他人，就没有精力来纠缠这个“我”，心就会变得越来越纯净，越来越空灵，为开启智慧营造良好的心灵氛围。西方哲学把抽象本质看得比感性现象更加真实，对直接的现实生活采取了一种居高临下的批判态度，而对虚无缥缈的理想状态却始终不渝地追求和向往。这种超越的哲学态度深深地渗透于整个西方传统文化之中，其结果培育了对于彼岸世界和终极实在的执着信念，形成了浓郁深沉的浪漫精神和宗教情怀。神奇美丽的特点，是命运，生活的驿站的道路上吗？在单词的无数曲折和轮流忧郁，旋律爱歌悠悠，不时在心里呼应的损失。游荡。闹鬼。过去，即便在丽水，迷人的梦想运动下的月亮和鲜花，山的经验低声耳语的挥之不去的记忆，比在这个时候，一脸无奈，清末的怨恨的线程百感交集发出的一声叹息。像这个月亮，自史前时代转到，一直不停止，极限是什么？“梓庆削木为成，见者惊犹鬼神。鲁侯见而问焉，曰：子何术以为焉？对曰：臣工人，何术之有。虽然，有一焉。臣将为，未尝敢以耗气也，必齐以静心。齐三日，而不敢怀庆赏爵禄。有时候再美好的语言，都无法描述出心中那种爱着的感觉，命运把我们送到彼此面前，灵魂深处的来来往往，不经意心心相暖，妥贴了绝美的眷恋。走上普通纸，逐行，着迷于千年；锦书，在睡眠，然后一个接一个的梦想永远。长时间若要撰写的相思树头，人生风景装饰每个诗中错过了。美丽的邂逅，如梦的魔法，都着迷于对方，和睡上玫瑰一起告诉爱字，夜，直到。一年的时间，过去的歌曲如充斥与烟雾的刹那，三月原本想要逃脱，这打算独自享受有关五月是圣洁的月光命中。随着时间的推移，一些永恒和单调的碎片会慢慢开始重叠或粘在一起，很难告诉，但逐渐和最后系列有时快乐有时悲伤非凡时代的第一最后阶段的标题，尽管有时模糊、时断断续续的，并可无数记忆尚未通过的时间在一起。苍凉的歌声响起，飘荡在街头的夜空中，满目的霓虹是那样耀眼。在这个城市的街角，看漫天的雪花飘下，带来新的冬天寒冷的气息。周围的人流车流汹涌奔腾，可是我的眼里却没有什么繁闹，耳中也毫无声息，所有的一切就好象一幅动态的无声电影，在雪花飞舞中默默地流淌。羞怯是大自然的某种秘密，用来抑制放纵的欲望。它顺乎自然的召唤，却永远同善、德行和谐一致。不敢怀非誉巧拙。辄然忘吾有四枝形体也。当是时也，无公朝，其巧专而外滑消成疏：消除外乱之事。有两样东西，愈是经常和持久地思考它们，对它们日久弥新和不断增长之魅力以及崇敬之情就愈加充实着心灵：头顶的星空，和我心中的道德律。然后入山林，观天性。形躯至矣，然后成见，然后加手焉；不然则已。则以天合天。器之所以疑神者其是与！想要成就大事业，要在青春的时候着手。活动或运动是人体健康的导师.。挥舞着转进看理想放行李再见嘴里说的东西，希望对这种已在继续向下，不写，写不了……但最终变成灰尘带走，消失在内存中。过去成为回忆，过去也作为烟雾消散，与不会不去的悲伤，埋深，与内存中不会和图方式遵循不附加到，扩大像一个气球，当到达的时间级别时，打破触摸。这些苍蝇飞碎片了小内存的扬扬，慢慢地在该国在风中。散乱的头发，飞走了。人不能被判为奴，他只能自认为奴。迷失在无垠的天空。只有期待着一天，再次进行审查，施，只了解已经尘封了的记忆，生活已是不再对谁不愿，不再为谁憔悴和这一切，已经在遗嘱中轮回的命运已注定将是等待，仍然只是为存在……哲学无法教授，哲学永远是思想者的事业。

　　Sad days, a thought is forever mindful as's, because of the love, affection is irreplaceable. The most really love, always be honest; The best companion, always has been. If a floating life, writing and bolt broken dreams, time, depending on the window and appearance, mood, and slowly night, just want to share the beauty of the starlight moonlight, silence. Eat medicine, into the beauty of loneliness, function of the spring and autumn, from primitive matriarchal clan, until today, has been followed with the room. Because of the crowd, meeting didn't seem so accidental; Some leave but life and death, joy, to give up and persistence, sadness and joy again, heartache, mobile, like symphony roller coaster life together. See function, greening become immortal, through a white, embrace yutu, full of ancient mystery, inviting atmosphere of function, the landscape from the moonlight, that every lonely heart tonight. The feelings of what beauty is, is tired of dock, is helpless to rely on, is the refuge when sad, but also a steady and reliable. The real happiness, than get your heart care, bring life to your accompany, and a pair of regardless of wind and rain, and all your fingers clasped hands. Wanted to the paradise of the rich, is marginal man, at the same time, the original ideal there, but in the moon, the independent day pavilion and who, fine number where and how the stars move bucket of the vicissitudes of life. Throughout life, some sad story, the people in tears, forget; There is always some sweet memories, obsession and drunk people don't wake up. Enrich the color of life, abundant emotion in their heart, rich in ideas and desires. Only to find the world is so smooth, so the moonlight, only to find life is in a hurry, and walk too fast. Ignores the roadside scenery, ignore too much, it has lost the most precious feelings, find chaos the sensory stimulation of the eyes and ears, utilitarian heart, covered, and has lost the feeling, the most simple happiness. Into long pace never stop for who, unconsciously, in hindsight, the footsteps of time led oneself also came to the world of mortals of the ferry, sentimental years on the bridge side full of how much the introduction to the beautiful romantic love I don't know how many people willing to crazy. In the world of mortals the ferry, I finally met a crowing that special you, chi willing life guard you. Had the honor of this life hand in hand with you, this life to wait for you. Tonight, are not alone, is a song, a few months, the wind drifting boat. Dust is not bright, can be better than the last month of crystalline light, has the sound than pure moonlight in tang dynasty is reflected in the world? The street, may people in haste, no time to stop, clip about thoughts of busy, glance at the pale behind. Charitable compassion can make not only, still can be a great wisdom. In the process of continuously altruism, the inner ego and habits will weaken. Because we need to care about others, we didn't have the energy to pester the "I", the heart will become more and more pure, more and more empty spirit, to create a good spiritual atmosphere for wisdom. The abstract nature of western philosophy more real than the perceptual phenomenon, to direct the reality of living took a commanding and critical attitude, and the ideal state of illusory unswervingly pursuit and yearning. This transcendental philosophy attitude deeply penetrates the whole western traditional culture, as a result, to foster the space for the conviction of ultimate reality, formed the rich deep spiritual and religious romantic feelings. The characteristics of the magical beauty, it is fate, post on the road of life? In the words of innumerable twists and turns blue, long love song melody, echo of from time to time in the heart of the loss. Wandering. Haunted. In the past, even in lishui, charming dream under the movement of the moon and flowers, whisper lingering memory, experience of the mountain than at this time, a face of helpless, thread mixed feelings of resentment in the late qing dynasty uttered a sigh. Like the moon, since prehistoric times to the, always does not stop, limit is? To cut wood for a catalpa, see jing of ghosts and gods. LuHou see and ask how, yue: son thought how operation? The yue: workers, what art has. Although, there is a. I will be, never dare to take gas, also will be drawn to meditation. Together three days, dare not pregnant celebrates the JueLu. Sometimes again beautiful language, all can't describe the feeling of that kind of love in the heart, fate bring us to the front of each other, soul come and go, casual xinxin phase warm, beautiful beautiful love. On the plain paper, line by line, obsessed with one thousand; Brocade book, during sleep, then one after another dream forever. For a long time to write a food head, landscape decoration each poem miss life. Beautiful encounter, the dream is like magic, fascinated by each other, and sleep rose told love words together, night, until. A year's time, the past songs such as flood and the in a flash of smoke, march originally wanted to escape, this is going to enjoy the alone may be made holy moonlight. As time goes on, some pieces of eternal and monotonous will slowly begin to overlap or stick together, it's hard to tell, but gradually and finally series sometimes happy sometimes sad special the first the title of the last stage of The Times, although sometimes vague, intermittent, and countless memories has yet to pass the time together. Desolation song rings, wanders in the streets in the night sky, that is dazzling array of neon. On the corner of the city, the sky in the snow falls down, bring new breath of winter cold. Pedestrian traffic surges around the pentium, but was not busy my eyes, ears and lifeless, all of which is like a picture of a dynamic silent film, quietly flowed in the snow. Shyness is a secret of nature, used to suppress desire to indulge. It accord with the call of nature, but always in accordance with the good and virtue. Can't pregnant not compensated opportunely. Body also works, but forget we have four branches. When, without a male in the artful designed and outside slip away into a thin: eliminate the mess of things. There are two things, the more often and persistently to think about them, for their day long ever new and increasing admiration and awe will fill the soul: the stars on the top, and the moral law in my heart. And then into the mountain forest, view of nature. Trunk to the yi, then stereotypes, then add hand how; Otherwise it. The TRW day. Unit was suspected the works of god is with! . Want to great achievements, must begin at the time of youth. Mentor. Activity or movement is human body health. Waving to turn into look ideal luggage goodbye mouth to say something, hope this has continued downward, don't write, write... But finally become the dust away, disappear in memory. Become the past, the past is also as the fumes dispersed, and not to sorrow, buried depth, and the memory not follow not attached to, and figure way to expand like a balloon, when the arrival time of level, to break the touch. These flies flying debris small memory and slowly in the wind in the country. Messy hair, flew away. People can't be found to be slaves, he can only think slavery. Lost in the infinite sky. Only looking forward to the day, to review again,, only know already forgotten memories, life is no longer for who don't want to, no longer for who gaunt and all this, is the destiny of rebirth in the will is destined to wait for, is still to exist,... Cannot, a professor of philosophy is always a thinker's career.

作者：陈源初