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The ancients said: when have we reported wrongs and wrongs, we must forgive people and forgive others. We all know that this is a kind of tolerance, a broad mind, a kind of unrestrained chic, a great kind. So what is tolerance?
古人云:冤冤相报何时了,得饶人处且饶人。大家都知道这是一种宽容,一种博大的胸怀,一种不拘小节的潇洒,一种伟大的仁慈。那么什么是宽容呢?
Since ancient times, tolerance has been respected by sages and even the common people as the principle and belief of life, which has become a part of the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation and a glorious canon of educating people and self-discipline.
自古至今,宽容被圣贤乃至平民百姓尊奉为做人的准则和信念,而已成为中华民族传统美德的一部分,并且视为育人律己的一条光辉典则。
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In one year, withers and thrives once each year, the grass is adorable. Grateful for the blue sky and white clouds, the eagle flies high in the cold jade world; Thanks for the towering mountains, the stream flows down from the mountain stream; With gratitude for the vast land, the soil sends out a refreshing fragrance in the fields.
心存对阳光雨露的感激,小草一岁一枯荣之后又萌发新绿;心存对蓝天白云的感激,雄鹰在清寒玉宇中展翅高飞;心系对巍峨高山的感激,溪水从山涧低吟下泻;心存对广袤大地的感激,泥土在田野里散发沁人的芳香。
Gratitude is the source of strength: the root of love: the root of courage. Be grateful to your parents, you will never let them down; Grateful to the society, you will gently lift up the elderly who fall to the ground; Appreciate life, you will smile to the storm, smile to the horizon that a beautiful rainbow.
感激是力量之源:爱心之根:勇气之本。感激父母,你将不再辜负父母的希望;感激社会,你会轻轻扶起跌倒在地的老人;感激人生,你将笑对狂风暴雨,笑迎天边那一道美丽的彩虹。
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Life is picturesque, there are thick ink splashing, there are light pen light description; Life is like a song, there are light chanting and shallow singing, there are also Huang zhongdalu. Don't you see Li Taibai: the life of Du Gongbu was full of thick ink, which created the greatness of life; Pei Duofei: Shelley's life, light pen light description, finally write the true meaning of life.
生命如画,有浓墨泼洒,也有淡笔轻描;生命如歌,有轻吟浅唱,也有黄钟大吕。君不见李太白:杜工部之一生,浓墨泼洒,铸就生命之伟大;裴多菲:雪莱之一生,淡笔轻描终写尽生命之真谛。
You can't see Tao Yuanming's "picking chrysanthemums under the East fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan" and Tan Sitong's "I smile from the horizontal knife to the sky, leaving my liver and gall in Kunlun".
君不见轻音浅唱之陶渊明“采菊东篱下,悠然见南山”,高歌猛进之谭嗣同“我自横刀向天笑,去留肝胆两昆仑”。
Life is a mountain, we can't estimate its length, we have to pursue its height. Life is the road, it is composed of small pieces of sand and stone, rather than spreading gold and silver, showing the perfection of life. Life is a boat, sailing in the vast sea, only through the baptism of the storm, will usher in the rising sun on the sea tomorrow.
生命是山,我们无法预估它的长度,我们只好追求它的高度。生命是路,它是由一块块不起眼的沙石组成的,而不是铺金布银,平平淡淡中尽显生命之完美。生命是一叶扁舟,航行于茫茫沧海之中,只有经历暴风雨的洗礼,才会迎来明天海上初升的太阳。
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Youth, is a strange illusion, give me a kind of empty uneasiness. Sometimes, I feel like I'm under the stage; Sometimes, I see myself on the stage in the dark corner. Finally, I learned that the stage is full of drama, no one can stay out of it, the amorous feelings flicker under the eyelashes, taking away the joy of the years, leaving only the surface of the scarred prosperity.
青春,是一场怪异的错觉,给我一种空荡荡的不安。有时候,我觉得我身在台下;有时候,我却在昏暗的角落里看到了台上的自己。终于,我懂得了台上台下皆是戏,没有人能够置身事外,风情在睫毛下闪烁,带走了岁月的清欢,只留下表面满目疮痍的繁华。
The surface of prosperity is too beautiful, but youth is an emotional carnival, lonely people in the quiet corner of the sad, silent interpretation of all the sad and helpless, lively, eventually return to calm.
表面的繁华过于美好,而青春却是一场有感情的狂欢,孤单的人在寂静的角落里兀自感伤,沉默诠释了所有的心酸和无助,热闹,终归归于平静。
Youth is too busy, we are too in a hurry, bustling mirage piled up in a moment with the collapse of memories. Finally, our youth is full of ruins, prosperity is no longer.
青春太忙,我们太匆匆,繁华堆砌的海市蜃楼一瞬间随着回忆土崩瓦解。终于,我们的青春满目疮痍,繁华不再。
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People on the journey, earthly flashy, to face depression, in the face of decadence, in the face of irritability, in the face of sadness, we are not like the butterfly, looking for a small flower of our own, settling down, smelling the faint fragrance of chrysanthemum, sleeping peacefully. Tired, holding a book; Tired, looking for a fragrant petal; Tired, full of a quiet eye; Find a resting place for the soul.
人在旅途,俗世浮华,要面对沮丧,面对颓唐,面对烦躁,面对忧伤,我们何不像蝶儿一样,寻找属于自己一朵小花,将自己安顿下来,嗅着淡淡的菊香,安然入眠。倦了,执一本书卷;累了,寻一香花瓣;烦了,盈一眸恬淡;给心灵找一个歇脚点。
A drop of dew is enough to wash and rinse the dusty heart; A meter of sunshine is enough to make the heart full of misery swim and turn. To give the soul a resting place, in fact, it doesn't need to be so spacious. A grain of sand and stone, a clear spring... When the soul has a resting place, the perspective of seeing the world becomes wider, and the mood turns into a pair of invisible wings, flying between heaven and earth!
一滴清露,足以将落满尘埃的心,洗一洗,涮一涮;一米阳光,足以把充满凄苦的心,游一游,转一转。给心灵一个歇脚点,其实并不需要多么宽敞,一粒沙石,一泓清泉……心灵有了歇脚点,看世界的视角变宽,心情化为一双无形的翅膀,翱翔于天地之间!