After we have some inspiration, we can consider writing it into our experience, which can help us analyze the causes of the problem and find a solution to it. So how do you write it? The following is my reading experience of Bing Xin's prose collection. Welcome to share.
Reading experience of Bing Xin's essays 1 Bing Xin likes to smile, which is her own, others', realistic and illusory. As long as there is a trace of ruddy on the corners of her mouth, she collects it and melts it in her works, infecting countless people. Smile, this magical expression!
Smile is a silent and kind language. Angels, children, old women, smiling, touched Bing Xin in loneliness, smiled at Bing Xin and smiled kindly without saying a word, but Bing Xin told us in that beautiful words: Listen! Isn't it? They say hello to you They want to talk to you! They want to make friends with you! So simple, but so complicated. What is simple is the expression at that moment, and what is complicated is the opening of the mind.
Smile is silent and moving music. Bing Xin used her unique pure pen to play a song that resounded through her heart and touched people's hearts. Deep songs. Although there is no command, no harmony or even obvious tone, we can learn from it. Think about it, isn't that music? It was buried in the trickle of words. As long as you look at it a few more times, the melody of deja vu will play and the sanctity in your heart will rise.
Smiling is a noble expression of human beings. Angels are spirits in the sky, children are fairies on the earth, and old women are venerable Notre Dame. Animals don't laugh. Smiling belongs only to human beings. Because human beings can feel with their hearts, express freely and create infinitely. Mona Lisa's mysterious smile touched the whole world, and human beings created the greatest sense of victory in the whole universe.
Smile is always the bright sunshine in life. Its light illuminates everything around it, adding warm sympathy, ardent expectation and wonderful illusion to the surrounding atmosphere. All sentient beings fell for it and the whole world was moved by it. It illuminates everyone and warms every heart.
Oh, sacred smile, magical smile, great smile. ...
After reading the article Laba Porridge in Bing Xin's prose collection, I feel that Grandma Bing Xin commemorates her elders in a special way. She knows how to be grateful. She cooks Laba porridge on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month every year. This Laba porridge is not only delicious, but also commemorates Premier Zhou and her grandmother and mother. In addition, don't underestimate this Laba porridge, it can be passed on to grandma Bing Xin's house for five generations!
But I don't know how to be grateful like grandma Bing Xin. In summer, my mother will send me delicious fruit, peel it, cut it into small pieces and insert toothpicks; In winter, when I do my homework or read a book, she will bring me warm red bean soup and hot milk. 365 days, I won't forget every day, and sometimes I feel that she is so annoying every day. I haven't finished all the fruits prepared in summer; I took a few mouthfuls of red bean soup in winter and put it aside. ...
Now I read Laba porridge written by Grandma Bing Xin, and I feel that I didn't understand my mother at all for what she did before, and I didn't know how to be grateful. I think: As a fourth-grade pupil, we should learn to be grateful and know how to be grateful, so that we can have a grateful heart.
I must have a grateful heart and the noblest quality like grandma Bing Xin in the future.
Bing Xin's Prose Collection 3 Reading Experience I have been reading recently, but I like Bing Xin's Prose Collection The Garden of the Cross best.
Bing Xin has always been one of my favorite writers. Her "Send Another Little Reader" and "Little Orange Lamp" have always been in my heart. Like a shining morning star, it guides my writing step by step.
However, the first thing that caught my attention was her translation of Tagore's prose poems "Gitanjali" and "Gardener's Collection". I admire her talent and feel sorry for her innocence.
It can be said that it was this series that made me know her. Bing Xin is undoubtedly happy. She has a happy childhood, a perfect family and a high education. She was unfortunate because she was ill and was born in the war.
Among her many articles, what moved me most was the memory of her mother's text "South Return", which was full of blood and tears and made people cry.
I sat on the sofa with a cup of coffee and wiped my tears while watching. From time to time, sad music pushed my mood to a climax, so I had to put down my book and bury my head in tears.
After reading this article, I have several degrees of stagnation, not because of anything else, but because of Bing Xin's deep affection and heartbreaking sadness. It's not that fish and birds can't be together, but watching their loved ones die, but there is nothing they can do.
Suddenly I miss my mother. I haven't been home for a long time. I wonder if everything is all right at home. Now, I seem to be the shadow of escape, always hiding myself in the deepest dust, thinking of staying away.
Perhaps in these cold tears, it is not Bing Xin's words that sway, but his pale soul, trembling in the boundless wilderness, with nowhere to escape.
Looking at Bing Xin by the lake, I felt her loneliness and deep bone marrow, as if it were me, not her, alone in a foreign country. This kind of loneliness can't be understood by others, but she is happy, because she can show her lovely little readers the loneliness and coldness in her soul with a pen. She has too much love and friends.
As she said, emotionally, she is the happiest woman.
Reading Experience of Bing Xin's Prose Collection 4 —— Dreams are unknown lakes and mountains on earth.
"Since retirement will enjoy, why send me a few spring poems. My mind is already busy, and I have added lakes and mountains that I have never met before, and I often come to sleep. " —— Spring Water 157
Reading Mr. Bing Xin's article is a pleasure.
The first article I came into contact with Mr. Bing Xin in my early years was an excerpt from the essay "Little Orange Lamp" in the primary school textbook. Under the elegant brushwork of Mr. Bing Xin, on the dark and humid mountain road in Chongqing Mountain City, the faint light of the small orange lamp renders the age picture. That kind of beauty, like the revolutionary feelings presented in the world, is as warm as beans, but firm and indelible.
Putting aside worldly things, this may be the beauty of Mr. Bing Xin as a woman without losing the charm, charm and charm of a man!
The road of learning new literature in the May 4th Movement is full of hardships, which adds a lot of great sonorous feelings to Mr. Bing Xin's literary style of "exquisite and euphemistic writing, exquisite and beautiful". These feelings with unique charm are incisive, delicate and wonderful between the lines. In this collection of Bing Xin's essays, I read more about a fresh and refined beauty.
This kind of beauty, I can't say, is a bit like the praise of maternal love in Mr. Bing Xin's prose, the awe of his father, the infinite hope for the future, the meditation on a smile and a rain in life, the praise of darkness, and even the admiration for the sea. This kind of affectionate thoughts and feelings is the beauty presented outside the window after the bitter rain and the lonely lamp? Or the feeling that the country is worried about the family when it is delirious? Is it a tender feeling of love and hate for everything in the world? Or the beauty of Bing Xin in that delicate emotion? I am poor in words because of this beautiful pen and ink.
I admire whipping an ox and smashing a car in Building a Small Window. He devoted himself to analyzing the consolation before his death and the innuendo of home and country in visiting the sick. Moru Shi Bi's grief and indignation worship of the subjugation of the enemy-occupied areas in Peiping: obsessed with the word "frequent dreams" in Spring Water, White has a lot of thoughts.
In Bing Xin's essay Laughter, we can vaguely feel the beauty of her deep love for the world. Not so many rich colors, not so many fine carvings, just simple sketches. Sima yi. Net) presents the laughter of the world to the world in a fresh and refined way. Perhaps this is the life realm of "being relaxed and happy at this time, like returning to the celestial world" in this world realm where Bing Xin loves and hates. ...
Bing Xin's Prose Collection Reading Experience 5 Prose is a kind of unconstrained style. Grandma Bing Xin wrote many excellent essays in her life. That is the outpouring of nature, the outpouring of nature, the outpouring of beauty, true and pure. Take back "Bing Xin Prose Collection" from school. I looked at it at that time, and it was nothing special. Look, a thin book doesn't feel heavy in your hand; White pages have a special smell of white paper. When reading a book, I look silently and think silently, not knowing whether I am happy or worried. Grandma Bing Xin didn't use too gorgeous words to decorate luxuriously, but put her true feelings into it.
One of Bing Xin's essays is My Teacher. Grandma Bing Xin's teacher, madam. The teacher thinks that "I" is good at everything except math, so it's a pity to be demoted. Therefore, no matter how busy the teacher is, he will spare an hour to make up the math exercises for me, which greatly improves grandma Bing Xin's math performance. This reminds me of Qin Shihuang, a Chinese teacher in Grade Three. Mr. Zheng is chubby with long hair. He is very kind. No matter which student has done something wrong, he will not be blamed. I remember that my reading level was not high. In his busy schedule, Mr. Zheng searched a lot of reading comprehension topics from the Internet. After leaving school, I deliberately stayed and talked about this topic over and over again until I understood it. Finally, it's worth it, and my reading level has been greatly improved.
Grandma Bing Xin's unpretentious prose intoxicated me.
Reading experience of Bing Xin's prose collection 6 I have been reading Bing Xin's prose collection recently. What a poetic and philosophical article this is! Every word is so charming, chew it slowly, savor it carefully, and there are all kinds of incredible stories that deeply attract you. It is like a fantasy kingdom, with infinite charm, which makes people want to go and want to go back. Through things, it tells us profound truth. She treats every reader as a pen pal, telling each other about the fluctuations in her heart, thinking about what she thinks and connecting it with what she has, and pouring out between the lines, passing books with flying pigeons in her heart to let everyone share another world in her heart. There is a strong "philosophy of love" in grandma Bing Xin's works. Her "philosophy of love" comes not only from gratitude to her parents, but also from the influence of religion on her when she was studying in Beiman Middle School. Beiman Middle School is a religious school. Although Bing Xin's family doesn't believe in religion, the love thought from religion, Tagore's philosophical thought and childhood meditation on the sea formed the "philosophy of love" in Bing Xin's life creed. The "philosophy of love" includes three aspects: one is to praise maternal love, the other is to praise virginity, and the third is to praise nature.
"South Return" is a memorial to the death of mother, full of sincere and filial love for mother. Even today, more than 60 years later, you can still feel Bing Xin's sincere praise for maternal love. This feeling touched me and millions of readers in Qian Qian.
Praising virginity is another main content of Bing Xin's "philosophy of love". Everyone has a colorful childhood, which is the most profound and beautiful time in life. Bing Xin didn't have any toys to play with when she was a child, and she has been studying very hard. She has developed the habit of being sensitive and eager to learn. This persistent learning spirit makes us awe-inspiring, and it is also a place worth learning all our lives. The description of some details in the book left us with a kind, loving and amiable grandmother image. One spring evening, Grandma Bing Xin was absorbed in reading. A little mouse got into her room through a small hole and secretly ate the crumbs on the ground. Because of the quiet mouse, she became arrogant, chewed hard and made a loud noise, which woke her up. With the sound, she found the mouse and covered it with a book. Strangely, it didn't slip away. Gradually, with several barks, the dog caught the mouse and killed it. Grandma Bing Xin is very sad about this. She thought: the little mouse foraged for the first time, but it paid the price of its life. Everything was alive, but because of her own joke, she ended a small life. She regrets it very much. If it happens again, she will protect it. Bing Xin also feels a lot about this little thing, which is enough to show her noble personality and generous love. Praising nature is always another important theme in Bing Xin's works. In nature, Bing Xin spent a carefree childhood. In Miscellanies in the Mountains, Bing Xin described the process of birds breaking out of their shells with great interest. Pink-purple butterflies, snails with round shells, buzzing bees, frogs singing at night and fireflies flashing among flowers are all extremely gentle and childish.
Reading a good book can make people remember it for a long time; Realizing a truth will benefit people for life. After reading Bing Xin's prose collection, I gained not only a good book and a simple truth, but also a kind of happiness, a kind of longing for childhood and innocence. In Bing Xin's works, prose can be written as sonorous as a poem, as vigorous as a military song, as vivid and tortuous as a novel, and as vivid and pithy as a dramatic dialogue. Beautiful words, elegant and delicate emotions and smooth and concise expressions all attract me. My emotions change with the ups and downs of the plot in the text, laughing, worrying and missing. It's so quiet around me that I can only hear my own heartbeat. ...
Reading experience of Bing Xin's prose collection 7 I have been reading recently, but I like Bing Xin's prose collection The Garden of the Cross best. Bing Xin has always been one of my favorite writers. Her "Send another little reader" and "Little orange lamp" have always existed in my heart, like a twinkling morning star, guiding me step by step in the text. Perhaps my love for literature was originally due to these beautiful words. What concerns me most is her translation of some poems in Tagore's prose, Jitang Kerry and Gardener. I admire her talent and innocence.
The parting and love of childhood made Eiko unforgettable all his life, and it also made me unforgettable. So, she sang the eulogy for five years, and finally it was someone else's turn to sing: outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road.
It can be said that it is this collection of essays that really brings me closer to her. Bing Xin is undoubtedly happy. She has a happy childhood, a perfect family and a high education. She is unfortunate, because she is sickly and was born in wartime. Among so many of her articles, what moved me most was the memory of her mother's text "South Return", which was full of blood and tears and made people cry. Holding a cup of green tea, I sat on the sofa and wiped my tears while watching it, but the sad music that sounded at the right time pushed my mood to a climax, so I had to put down my book and bury my head in tears. After reading this article, I actually stopped several times, not because of anything else, but because of Bing Xin's deep affection and heartache. The deepest sorrow in the world is not that fish and birds can't be together, but that watching the loved one die, but you can't extricate yourself.
It didn't work at first, but two days later, a friend of his father's captain heard about it, found his father and told him that he could take Kyle to the United States for free. When Kyle went to the United States to find his mother, he met many people, both good and bad, such as kind old Lombardy, kind Spanish woman, enthusiastic boy and unscrupulous thief, and of course, many helpful good people. With the help of these people, Kyle finally found his mother.
Suddenly I thought strongly of my mother. I haven't been home for a long time. I wonder if everything is all right at home? Now, I seem to be the shadow of escape, always hiding myself in the deepest part of the dust, thinking of staying away. Perhaps in these cold tears, it is not Bing Xin's words that sway and shake, but his pale soul, trembling with fear in the boundless wilderness, with nowhere to escape.
It may be hard to believe. I can't swim for some reason these days, so I took this book and swam with my daughter by the pool. Accompanying is an excuse, because my daughter doesn't need me to worry at all. She is like a beautiful little mermaid in the water, free and happy, and does not need my care. So, I moved the stool, took the book and sat quietly in a corner, immersed in the world of Bing Xin. The swimming pool is noisy, but I can't hear anything. Occasionally cool water comes out of the pool, which is my daughter's naughty greeting to me. Looking at Bing Xin's loneliness by the lake, I felt her loneliness that went deep into the bone marrow. It seems that it is not her who is lying there, but me, alone, in a foreign land. This kind of loneliness is beyond others' understanding, but she is happy, because she can express the loneliness and coldness in her soul with a pen and words. She has so many cares and friends. As she said, she is the happiest woman, emotionally speaking.
There is no if in life, and their fate tells us. The fate of each of us is subject to this era. We can't completely decide our own destiny, what we have to do is how to make ourselves happier. It is good to have lofty ideals, or to live an ordinary life. Just a way for us to pursue happiness.
Zhou's article truly reflects the easygoing and scattered nature of this word. Every article is indifferent, as if it were a natural flow from the heart. His articles pay more attention to himself, not to family and state affairs, and it seems that he has always stayed in the realm of self-cultivation and self-cultivation.
Today, in the world we live in, the drive of interests transcends everything, the temptation of material drowns out the pleasure of spirit, and even the academic circles have become a noisy vanity fair. It's hard for us to hear the call from our hearts again. In such an impetuous society, how precious silence will be and how difficult it is to remain silent.
Therefore, if we want to promote the continuous development of human society, discover new mysteries of the earth and create more wealth, we must learn from Captain Nemo's spirit. No matter what difficulties and setbacks we encounter in life, we must face them calmly and overcome them bravely. We firmly believe that no difficulty can stop our progress!
As a priest, Floru had to suppress his desires. It is this repression that distorts his humanity. His lust and jealousy eventually led him to lose control of his thoughts, become a slave to his desires, and become a devil from a priest.
The characters in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms have their own characteristics, both long and short. The following is a selection of 800 words of reading notes of Romance of the Three Kingdoms in 20xx, for your collection. I hope I can help you.
Once the beautiful potential hidden in the heart is stimulated, it can release strange brilliance and infinite power, a clear spring of Esmeralda under the scorching sun. Opened the window of this ugly man's heart. Arouse his generation of beauty! Beautiful! Beautiful! With these three beautiful poems, this clear spring made him discover the true meaning of life, aroused his determination and courage to pursue a better life, and made him associate his life and enthusiasm with this kind girl who symbolizes the beautiful things of mankind. For her. He can go through fire and water at all costs
Reading Experience of Bing Xin's Prose Collection In August, I read the book Bing Xin's Prose Collection. The first episode, memories, I think it's very good. There are many essays in the first album. There are 32 short articles. Among them, there are: a bird, a painting, a poem, a circle, a dream on New Year's Eve, me, a smile and so on.
I only introduce a few articles, A Little Bird, which Bing Xin came across by chance under a big tree. A bird's nest is on the branch. Its feathers are not full yet, so it can only bark in its nest and chat with the old birds. It's happy! In the morning, when he sings, the children under the tree want to catch it and play. He only heard a whoosh, a bullet flew and the bird fell from the tree. The old bird caught it and brought it back to its nest, and its blood dripped to the ground. I will never hear that song again. A Dream on New Year's Eve is about Bing Xin and a lively and brave girl. In her dream, she established a future world, but the world was destroyed by a burst of Feng Gang, and those voices approached, as if she had nowhere to go and was homeless. Bing Xin feels ashamed to stand among human beings. Later, Bing Xin organized Gonzi, but he also died heroically.
After reading Bing Xin's essays, I think Bing Xin explained a lot of truth with everyday things. A bird tells us to love and protect animals. The dream of New Year's Eve tells us to create, to struggle and to sacrifice.
Reading experience of Bing Xin's prose collection 9 successful flowers,
People only marvel at her present glory!
However, at the beginning, her bud,
Soaked with tears of struggle,
The blood rain of sacrifice is scattered everywhere.
-"Stars" five five
Bing Xin, a superstar, has been shining in China literary circles and readers' hearts for more than 70 years. ...
She doesn't admire splendor, but is content with simplicity. She has lived in Suzhou Street in the western suburbs of Beijing for more than forty years. In life, she has no "comfortable" position in her heart, and always pursues cultivation and harvest.
Our poet, in her life, was not calm, although there were no waves over mountains and mountains. In that 95-year history, our country finally moved from night to dawn in the struggle between blood and fire. As a witness of history, Bing Xin has left footprints on this stormy life table for nearly a century, not a straight line, but deep and shallow. She is upright and a true patriot! She recorded her growth, her observation, her feelings, her love and hate, her worries, her flogging with colored pens ... For decades, she tried to imitate, but she always kept forging ahead, even though she was muddy and thorny, she groped, trudged, sought truth and pursued light in the storm of the times. ...
"My birthday had better be remembered: 1900! I am a peer of the twentieth century. " Bing Xin said.
Bing Xin's surname is Xie. Pen names Ms. Bing Xin, Mr. Bing Xin and so on. She said at the beginning of My Hometown: "Fuzhou is in my heart and will always be my hometown, because it is my parents' hometown ..."
In fact, when Bing Xin fills in any form, her native place is not the address where her grandfather Xie Zixiu "entered school"-Minhou, Fujian, but Changle, Fujian. Although she was born in Longpuying, Fuzhou in 6543810.5, as she said, "If my grandfather is a big tree, his second generation is branches, and we are dense leaves on the branches; Leaves fall to the roots, and our roots are deeply rooted in the fields of Hengling Township, Fujian Province. " (My hometown).
Reading experience of Bing Xin's prose collection 10 I read Bing Xin's prose collection and benefited a lot. This book mainly writes many famous works, such as Stars, Springs, For Young Readers, Little Orange Lantern, Superman and so on.
Among them, my most profound articles are "To a Little Reader" and "Birds" and "To a Little Reader", and I constantly repent in front of innocent children. Many things are that her soul has suffered hidden pain. In Communication II, Bing Xin thinks of her grief for "killing" small creatures. Now, we are not just like Bing Xin at that time. We won't cry for a broken cricket or sob for an injured yellowbird. We also know that all life is ordinary in the eyes of the creator, and we may have done unkind things, but after all, our hearts are pure and kind.
I read Bing Xin's prose collection and benefited a lot. This book mainly writes many famous works, such as Stars, Springs, For Young Readers, Little Orange Lantern, Superman and so on.
Among them, my most profound articles are "To a Little Reader" and "Birds" and "To a Little Reader", and I constantly repent in front of innocent children. Many things are that her soul has suffered hidden pain. In Communication II, Bing Xin thinks of her grief for "killing" small creatures. Now, we are not just like Bing Xin at that time. We won't cry for a broken cricket or sob for an injured yellowbird. We also know that all life is ordinary in the eyes of the creator, and we may have done unkind things, but after all, our hearts are pure and kind.
"A Little Bird" is about a little bird. Its nest is on the highest branch, and its feathers are not full enough to fly. Singing in the nest every day. His parents went foraging this morning. It was alone in the nest, so it got bored and began to sing again. The songs it sings are full of purity, lightness and beauty. Many people listen to this song as soon as they hear it. Birds also sing happily. In this way, birds come out to sing every day, and people come to listen every day. But some people just want to shoot the bird down with a slingshot when it is singing. On this day, when the bird was singing, a marble shot out from below. As soon as it turned over, it fell from the tree. In the oblique stab, its parents flew like bullets, caught the bird, took it to the nest, and licked the blood from the bird with their mouths. But the blood of this bird seems endless, and more and more blood flows along the trunk to the feet of people below. People still want to hear the clear, light and beautiful voice of the bird, but they can't hear it anymore. People regretted it and passed the day.
This article shows that we human beings are very selfish and destroy the happiness-happiness-tranquility of others for our own benefit. Humans! Don't ruin it like this again, okay?
The impetuous heart finally calmed down, perhaps related to the weather. Maybe not. Peace of mind is natural and cool.
It can be said that it is this collection of essays that really brings me closer to her. Bing Xin is undoubtedly happy. She has a happy childhood, a perfect family and a high education. She is unfortunate, because she is sickly and was born in wartime. Among so many of her articles, what moved me most was the memory of her mother's text "South Return", which was full of blood and tears and made people cry. Holding a cup of green tea, I sat on the sofa and wiped my tears while watching it, but the sad music that sounded at the right time pushed my mood to a climax, so I had to put down my book and bury my head in tears. After reading this article, I actually stopped several times, not because of anything else, but because of Bing Xin's deep affection and heartache. The deepest sorrow in the world is not that fish and birds can't be together, but that watching the loved one die, but you can't extricate yourself.
Reading experience of Bing Xin's prose collection 1 1 During the summer vacation, my mother bought me a copy of Bing Xin. At first, I thought the article was too long to read, but after reading the article Laughter, I fell in love with this book and this grandma Bing Xin.
Laughter was written by Grandma Bing Xin when she was 20 years old. It was published in the novel MonthlyNo. 1920__ _ years after the innovation of 1, and it is Bing Xin's famous work. The article shows three smiling images: the angel's smile in the picture, the child's smile seen in a field path five years ago, and the old woman's smile seen in front of a small house by the sea ten years ago. All three smiling shadows are accompanied by flowers, beautiful and gentle, kind and kind.
At the beginning of the article, it was written like this: the rain stopped gradually, and the clear light came in from behind the curtains. Open the window and have a look, ah! The clouds are gone, and the residual water droplets on the leaves reflect the moon, flashing and moving like a thousand fluorescent spots. -I didn't expect such a beautiful picture after the bitter rain! After reading this, I can't help but be attracted by this beautiful scenery, and also let me realize the lonely mood of grandma Bing Xin at that time. So when she saw Angel's smile, she remembered the smiles of children holding flowers five years ago and the smiles of the old woman leaning against the door ten years ago. Their smiles are so gentle, so sweet and full of pure love. The smiles of the children and the old woman are heartfelt and full of love.
Smile is the silent language of love. When I accidentally break the cup, my mother will give me a smile, that is, tell me that it's okay, just pay attention next time. I know this is my mother's heartfelt smile, a loving smile. Smile is silent and moving music. When everyone has a smile on his face, how spectacular this smiling face will be together! In the 2008 Olympic Games, we in China warmly received every visitor from all over the world with a smile, which made them realize the hospitality of our country with a long history of etiquette.
Smiling is a noble expression of human beings. Smiles have no borders. Now we meet friends from all corners of the country every day. As long as they are sincere and friendly, I believe they can appreciate your sincerity even if they don't understand your language. Smile is always the bright sunshine in life. When you are in trouble, don't be pessimistic, it will only make your mood worse. With a smile in your heart, everything will be better.
Smile at life, and life will smile at you! Giving people a sweet smile may bring others not only a courtesy, but also an encouragement and a bright light to illuminate their hearts.
Grandma Bing Xin saw the angel's smile, and her loneliness vanished, recalling the smile she saw five years ago or even ten years ago. It is precisely because the smiles of children and old people are sincere smiles from the heart that it took so long for her memory to be so profound and clear. So simple, but so complicated. What is simple is the expression at that moment, and what is complicated is the opening of the mind.
Angels are spirits in the sky, children are fairies on the earth, and old women are venerable Notre Dame. Holy smile, magical smile, great smile. ...
Smile is a kind of power, a magical power. In the eyes of most people, that insignificant smile is deeply hidden in people's hearts, just like Bing Xin, which will not be forgotten for five years, ten years or even a lifetime! Smile more, you will enrich yourself, make others happy and make life more colorful!