Probably so bland spent this time. In her spare time, except for some entertainment, reading a book quietly, or a powerful and unconstrained style to want to write, in your own life, the heart will dull open up. Life streams of people busily coming and going, naturally, are somewhat trivial worries as accompaniment, but only the hearts of trance, for a moment NuHart.

In the face of such people, such kind of things, began to learn to fall NuHart. Suddenly understand, a flat and the realm of mind not only the saints, ordinary people can also create them for ourselves and try. A saint in reaching a high level will also to think about things, so I want to go, not because of their removal from the earth can not always say they violate the pretensions of profound comparison. In the light of saints, reading, writing, and think of the world and the world is. Although there is not vulgar, but also not for that kind of approach somebody's greatness.

I think the sage would probably be thinking about this question overseas employment. Human well-being, probably like a book, read some flowery but Don't Get Around Much Anymore; some plain water, but also warm and delicate. Read, read from the adjective to character, reading from the text to the soul is. In view of this, run in the same groove.

But read than studying hard, people like water can move, so maybe rack sth. you can't read books; ice is in there, read more, its meaning from the view NuHart.

However, read more and more, want to read a person is more simple. People's thinking, ideas are changing, so it is difficult to read, but not in reading the book, but the person reading people, with changeless should, or people I also changed, place oneself in others'position, or treat a person with sincerity, can read a person.

The past few days just to finish reading a book, then find a thought. Look at the computer placed behind a row of books neatly, also mostly read, over there looks silly, not to read. Open the cabinet, there is mixed to put some books, sandwiched between an anthology, looking like an orphan. Think of the mess around besides books space, there are no poetry, painting, and let it continue to isolate it.

The cabinet inside and a two years ago diary, take in your hand gaze for a long time, but didn't open. We had from home to bring it to the school, probably is to review. But now I don't forget that period of time. Two years ago, at the moment, I should be the diary records the little drops of life. When life lets the human be mentally and physically exhausted, but also as a period of grace, bitter mixed with some sweet. The friends all said the university every day read a book in the library, it is our youth initial understanding and agreement. However, we seem to overestimate the today's University and now own, sometimes life is so unsatisfactory. But no matter what you say, your heart calm down, to read on their own, quietly in a corner, to be filled with wisdom, don't regret, to forget her, can.