Imaginative components of space flight

The sky is boundless, and at first glance, blue is evenly painted and layered. We tried to find the edge of the sky. Looking out constantly, I imagine standing in the sky, rising with the sun, sitting on the crescent moon and fishing, which can never be traced back to the distant sky. When I came to the horizon, I saw another horizon in the distance. So you stop looking for the edge of the sky, and you decide that every horizon extends to the sky. If you smile at the cleaner and say thank you to those who help you, your heart will turn into the sky, and your kindness will turn into the sky. The sky is like brocade, and the blue flowing with the wind surrounds the earth. Where is deep and where is shallow, it is very fine. At first glance, it is irregular, but it is smooth and smooth. The clouds in the west are very thick, revealing a few rays of hazy sunshine; Oriental Wan Li is cloudless and blue, and the soft sunshine falls without reservation. I doodle on the drawing paper, hoping to keep the beauty of the sky. However, the color is so bad that I can't draw this wonderful work of nature, let alone draw round jade lines. This is carefully carved by nature, and there is an impenetrable treasure of wisdom buried inside. It is vast, natural and simple. Compared with me, it is like a flawless jade that will never be defiled. It has no knowledge and no feelings, but besides these, its heart contains rich wisdom and thoughts, creating such a sense of beauty. I envy that the sky is always so pure, just as it looks. And people can't do it because they are blinded by the world. Such people are addicted to all kinds of temptations of the world of mortals. Smelling the smell of copper every day, holding a pile of "paper", thinking that I have lived a full life. The sky! Since ancient times, you have been watching this movie as a bystander thousands of years ago. From Triassic to now, high technology and sky remain the same, but it has precipitated vicissitudes and heavy history. The sky gurgled like water, flowing through the ages and people's hearts. I envy the sky. It has an infinite mind and a calm mind. If people are alive, they can be like the sky-"don't insult, look at the flowers in front of the court; I don't intend to stay or stay, so I won't be tired if I look up at the clouds in the sky. Ignore the ups and downs of the official sea, don't be happy with things, don't be sad for ourselves, and we will become an eternity, just like this sky. Wu Zetian, the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, was as indifferent and peaceful as this sky in his later years. After her death, she erected a monument without saying anything, and commented on her merits and demerits for future generations. This is another kind of indifference. Indifferent as the sky, Zhao Puchu wrote in his posthumous work: Be happy when you are born, and die without regret. The flowers are still blooming and the water is still flowing. I have nothing. Who will rest in peace? The moon is bright and the wind is cool. We should also be like the sky. Escaped from the reinforced forest and came halfway up the mountain. The sky overhead is as old as before, and red fireworks are set off in Xia Feng. Let's be a sky, stand in the embrace of nature and accept its purification devoutly! It's the most common night in a year. It's as calm as water, and everything happens naturally. It only passed lightly in my memory, but left a little trace. Take a bus to a complicated supermarket, and colorful goods are piled up on the shelves. I helped my mother with her bag and took the escalator to the second floor. In such an ordinary thing, I suddenly found something. I walked very fast and stood on the elevator before my mother, so my later mother stood on the steps behind me. The elevator rose slowly, and I turned around inadvertently and found my mother looking at me affectionately. I can't help but froze. After careful observation, I found that my mother standing behind was half a head shorter than me because of the height of a flight of steps! My mother is not tall, only about 1.6 meters, and the height of this step actually raised me by nearly 10 cm! Looking at my mother's happy eyes, I feel like a sore throat. " Oh, I'm glad if you can grow taller than me. "Mother smiled, and the wrinkles on her face jumped happily, without showing unhappy expression because of her low height. I am not used to looking down at my mother's smile. Many years ago, I stood on the elevator, next to my mother. Even if I climbed a step, I would never be higher than my mother's chest. For an instant, I froze. Think about it carefully, the height of that step not only lifts my height, but also lifts my youth, but mercilessly pushes my mother to aging. The elevator is still rising, slow and firm, just like the footsteps that years can't turn back. My mother and I, on this road, are moving towards maturity and glory; The other is towards aging and death. I stepped back without hesitation and stood side by side with my mother. In an instant, I became the child holding her hand again. Mom paused, as if relieved, and raised her hand on my shoulder. This hand is very light and vicissitudes; It's heavy, like a mountain. This is love and responsibility. What is revealed in my mother's eyes is the relief and affirmation of watching me grow up. In my mother's eyes, maybe it's just that I'm taller that makes her happy; In my eyes, the height of a step, like my mother's love, lifts me up and bathes me in the sunshine of tomorrow! Sled life is like a piece of snow, and the mysterious white is fascinating. At this time, it began to snow, and the sky was as blue as washing. I'm sitting on an unattractive sleigh, ready to go. The sleigh is full of enviable kindness, innocence, wisdom and happiness ... Looking back silently, I saw the "rich second generation" and the "official second generation" standing on the gorgeous sleigh that roared by me. They were overbearing and made people laugh all the way under the banner of "My dad is Li Gang". Their lives have already been paved with jewels-maybe the road will be smooth at first, but the ending will be sad. And I believe I can create a world with my own hands, so I won't give up. I want to drive a sleigh between heaven and earth, let the morning dew and sunset sing for me, and let the light of dreams run through and enrich my life. With a firm belief, I began to drive a sleigh in this soft snow. I quickly rushed down the hillside-there were happy and beautiful memories of my childhood; I climbed the mountain slowly and difficultly-as if I had crossed the most difficult obstacle. Then look around, the road ahead remains the same. After running for a long time, I suddenly found that this piece of snow is not as gentle and beautiful as the surface. Gullies, hills, hidden cliffs and steep slopes make me hard to prevent. I have to start to be nervous and cautious. After flying for a long time, I can finally cope with the impact of the world. I run on this stage, but I have little time to enjoy the scenery along the way. In order to keep up with the fast-paced life, I try to push myself. The road has gone a long way, but I forgot the oath I made when I set out. However, the sigh that "the dog in white capsized many times, and the things changed stars several times" can still be connected. I can't believe that some people have abandoned everything they have in order to speed up the "driving speed": conscience, friendship and even ideas, and they will do whatever it takes for profit: the frequent food crises make us shudder-melamine, Sudan red and poisoned rice are on the fast road, but they have put themselves on the guillotine and always bear the cross of conscience-they have money but no life to enjoy! Let the long bell of death ring the memory of their lives and erase all the stains in their hearts. However, I try my best to cherish everything around me, but there are still some things that are doomed to leave: friendship-perhaps a friendship that will never look back; Family-perhaps blood is thicker than water. They are the support of our childhood, the harbor and comfort of our youth, but everything in life always has an end. Only this body will accompany us to sleep in the ground forever. When I think of Cao Cao's twilight years, I am filled with emotion: "What is life like drinking wine? For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan. "So we can't make a trip in vain this time! Even if time passes in a hurry, we should remember why we set out in the first place and planted a glorious hunting red flag in this snow. The front is still the intoxicating white, far away, the sunrise on the horizon is like fire, bursting out, and the jumping light reflects my heart. Yes, set out for Chaoyang-our road is extending into the distance! 6. No regrets, the road of life reminds me of a sentence in Bing Xin's prose, "If life is boring, I don't want an afterlife. If life is lovely, this life is enough. "In this life, next life, life is so heavy, I still can't understand. But I know that from birth, my life, my time, has been on the road of no regrets. If life is fleeting, it is only a moment. I began to worry about my age very early. In this life of interweaving time and space, I am looking for a familiar trace. I have never seen it, and it is impossible, but I believe it will always guide me. Now, I understand, this is the future. I was intoxicated by her beauty and began to decide: pursue no regrets! Although I have been clouded occasionally, I will smile no matter which muscle I pull up in my life. I have gritted my teeth and burst into tears more than once. But I have made promises again and again, hold my head high! Only struggle can fill the vacancy in life, so I don't regret it! I accidentally turned to Mr. Gu Long's "The Sword of the Third Young Master" from the bookcase, and casually flipped through it, but there was a plot that I still can't forget. When Murong Qiudi just gave birth to a child, the child was given to Yan. Knowing that this farewell will be a farewell, she gave her child a wood blade with four words engraved on it: "No regrets in this life." No regrets in this life ",what a profound sentence, how many people have been pursuing all their lives! From Mencius' "sacrifice one's life for righteousness" to Yuan Haowen's "ask the world what love is and teach people to live and die together"; From Zhuangzi's "A real person walks the world, never gets into the fire, never drowns people" to Wen Tianxiang's "Who has never died since ancient times, leaving a heart to shine in history". The long road of life, how to achieve this life without regrets, I am very confused. But when I saw cellist Du Pulei's crazy love for her cello, I seemed to understand what "no regrets" meant. She has only done one thing that really belongs to her in her life, and that is playing the cello. Her life is almost madly integrated into the solemn and dumb sound of the cello, which is the greatest satisfaction in her life. Just like a song says: turn mountains into water stupas, not for repairing the afterlife, but for this life. When you abandon all worldly desires and distractions and focus only on your true love, you will be fascinated and die for it! Looking up at the sky, at this young age, my pursuit, my love and my life are only for the simplest and most common thing in the world, which many people can't capture, that is, no regrets. Yesterday's smoke and dust, today's aura, are just childhood dreams. A beating heart cannot be calm in youth. Let's put all our worries on the beach where seagulls and herons dare not fly! Pick up the oars of life, summon up the white sails of courage and let the boat of life sail without hesitation. 7. In the hustle and bustle of the Moon Lake, the dark night weaves into the sky quietly, and tiredness permeates every corner. Finally, you can enjoy this cool peace alone in the faint frogs. Slowly approaching Swan Lake with pale blue waves in the haze. The lake in the moonlight is beautiful, which is different from that in the daytime. Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on the lotus in this lake, and thin blue fog floats between the lakes. For an instant, the creatures in the moonlight seemed to be washed by milk, as if they were veiled dreams. The sparse beautiful images of curved willows seem to be painted on the water, giving people infinite reverie. The cicada singing brings a breeze, like a girl dancing in a long skirt that sweeps the floor, making the lake light sway like a dream. The surrounding pine trees are covered with black cloaks to shelter their compatriots from the wind and rain. I sat down and enjoyed this rare peace alone. Suddenly the breeze blew, rustling around, the lake rippling and sparkling, like a princess in tulle, bathing her long hair in the waterfall-like moonlight, and the faint coolness immersed in her heart and spleen. I am ecstatic to feel all this ... the twilight is getting deeper, and my black eyes are as deep as wolves, staring at the creatures on the earth, so quiet, so quiet. Wrapped in a warm yellow crescent moon, the lonely figure of Chang 'e is vaguely revealed, which seems to tell the feelings of Su Dongpo, a great poet, that "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles away". Isn't the spirit of being indifferent to fame and fortune in his life as pure and quiet as this bright moonlight? What a state of mind it is to be indifferent, observant and quiet! I'm thinking, thinking. Only in this loneliness can we deeply understand that Qu Yuan's shocking Li Sao repeatedly chants "The road is long, Xiu Yuan is Xi, Xiu Yuan is Xi, and I will go up and down to seek"; Only by staying away from the materialistic atmosphere of the city can you understand that Tao Yuanming's heart is as transparent as moonlight, and he can stay away from the hubbub as calmly as "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely"; In this moonlight, I heard Zhuangzi's Gone! I will drag my tail to the middle of the painting, "the carefree and extraordinary muttered." ""Out of the mud but not stained, clear but not demon ",at this moment, beyond the world of mortals, feeling ancient and modern, what a human enjoyment! Suddenly, quietly, a group of pale yellow "little fairies" danced from my hands, holding high lanterns and decorating the lake with a shining star-originally fireflies, angels of dreams and dream makers! Under the dim light, they weave one sweetness after another ... I linger, tossing and turning in this faint moonlight, enjoying this faded state of mind. 8. The indifferent realm is so far away in people's minds that some people can't understand it all their lives. Realm is a noble sentiment in our latent consciousness, which reminds us all the time that realm is a kind of supervision, comfort or condemnation from us. As soon as we were born, we came to the first realm of life: seeing mountains is mountains and seeing water is water. We all have a pure heart, just like a pure jade. We know everything in the world, and we also know that this is a mountain and that is water. Then I set foot on the stage of "watching mountains is not mountains, watching water is not water". Stepping into the society slowly, we will find that the world is becoming more and more complicated, and sometimes black and white are reversed, confusing right and wrong. We will find that this mountain is no longer the original towering mountain; Water is no longer gurgling clear water. It is sad to stay in the realm of "looking at mountains instead of mountains" Such people will never be satisfied, will be defiled by society, rack their brains and live for the benefit. But there will still be some people who are willing to climb higher and go to the realm of "seeing mountains or mountains and water or water" in the tunnel. This third realm is really an epiphany and a return to nature. We came empty-handed and will go empty-handed. Let you be noisy in the world of mortals, let you be cool and bright. In the face of worldly things, just laugh it off, because people are human beings, and there is no need to deliberately be human; The world is the world, so there is no need to be careful. Suddenly I remembered a story: one day Hanshan asked Pickup, "What should I do if the world slanders me, deceives me, humiliates me, laughs at me, belittles me, hates me and deceives me?" "Jieyun:" Just put up with him, let him, let him, avoid him, put up with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few years and see him. " "See the mountain or mountain, see the water or water. "-indifference is an infinite broadness. Life is nothing more than making people smile and occasionally smiling at others. Experienced ups and downs, looking back, the other side of the heart has long been clear. At this time, we can do "don't be surprised, look at the flowers in front of the court; I have no intention of staying, and I have no intention of staying. I wish the clouds in the sky would be smooth. "Zhuangzi has his indifferent realm of" no happiness, no sorrow, no glory, no ugliness and no poverty "; Su Shi has his indifferent realm of "bamboo shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid"; Mr. Ma Yinchu has the realm of "complacent and indifferent, frustrated and calm"; The Diamond Sutra's "everything is illusory" is also a kind of indifferent realm. Life has many twists and turns, and this is a mirror, through which you can see the commanding heights of the soul-that is the beautiful scenery brought by indifference. The beautiful scenery is unforgettable because everyone can live in it. Where is the realm of indifference hidden? It's just between you and me. 9. There are few stars in the city on a moonlit night. There is often only one bright moon embedded in the black cloth-like night, but it has a unique charm. As Zhang said in "Moonlit Night on a Spring River": "There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky. "That deep night, lined with the bright body of the moon, seems to be a girl who doesn't dye the world. As Jia Pingwa described: "Fireworks can't pollute you, and dust can't pollute you", which is extraordinary and makes the world change! I stared at the moon in the horizon and let the silent night wind stir up my endless reverie. The moon is still bright, but the world is always changing In the long river of time, we only have our own ray of moonlight. If we don't cherish a little, we will suffer a lot and everything will be wasted. The moon was the moon ten thousand years ago. Despite the vicissitudes of life, he still overlooks the world as a bystander. In this long time, the moon has experienced many ups and downs, and it has returned to a new circle again and again. So is life! Everything in the world is a circle, as complete as a full moon! Therefore, I will no longer cry for old age, be depressed and negative for failure, be confused and powerless for the future, and have too high a goal in life. Living is everything. I was intoxicated by the moonlight, thinking and feeling, and even forgot when and how I entered this moonlight. I didn't expect to get out of this moonlight and out of this quiet and happy dream. Life is long, love is long, the moon shines on the west wing, and people are worried about the sunset. Life is slowly drifting away in this round and round moon. Looking up at Gu Yue, Chang 'e still looks around the world with the Jade Rabbit in her arms, but the osmanthus wine in Wugang has lost its fragrance. It suddenly occurred to me that this sentence: "If you have tasted the scenery of tears once in your life, you have written an article about a cuckoo crying blood, and you have shouldered with a lovable person, that is enough." Yes, we have got all the precious things. Why should we be greedy? Cherish what you have and enjoy the short-lived wonderful-although some forgetfulness is as sudden as meeting, like the evolution of the moon falling and crying. -or perhaps, people are eager for something as mysterious as the moon! The lights on the earth are so beautiful, but people begin to miss the tranquility and serenity. And this faded the world of mortals, washed away the state of mind of lead China, and only the moon was tolerant. Clouds break the moon, flowers make a shadow. Bathed in the moonlight, listening to music, everything is relieved in reverie. Month, become a reliable partner. I sang the song of the future and hope, and let the breeze on this terrace and the crescent moon beside this mountain wash my dusty heart. 10. The boundless insight always likes to enjoy the breath of the earth quietly in the grass in my spare time. The smell is mixed with gardenia fragrance and brewed in humid air. Looking around, the horizon dimly jumps into the eye, as if cutting the world into two parts. The upper part is a quiet sky, like a clear blue lake; The lower part is a highway that goes straight into the sky. From time to time, several cars whistle away. There is not much noise, only the comfort brought by nature. The scene is not static. When the breeze is dancing everywhere and flowers are swaying in the air, the scenery becomes rhythmic. Under the boundless blue sky, people quietly inhabit this land full of happiness. Occasionally people pass by in the landscape. They came from far away and gradually disappeared in the distance. Maybe it's work, maybe it's friends, maybe it's running for dreams. Maybe they are so small in the vast sea of people, but everyone has a unique experience and their own happiness. They grew up and struggled in this land, caring and being cared for. I suddenly feel what a miracle this is. Billions of years ago, the vast land was still lonely, but there were not many teenagers, and people could be seen everywhere. The people in this landscape have changed over and over again, but neither I nor we are watching the scenery. No one can deny that we can't hold the arm of time. The world has its lasting rhythm and the law of survival of the fittest. In our destiny, all the joys and sorrows are like a drop in the ocean, so insignificant in the universe. Sitting in the grass and looking at the endless road ahead, I meditated and let my thoughts spread like mist, which naturally gave birth to a feeling of vastness and anxiety. Really, when you stare at the disappearing road in the distance, you will find that your road is still very long, and you can only feel the vastness of the earth. When you look back at the road you have traveled, you will find how real Zhuangzi feels. "Heaven and earth are just a blink of an eye!"! This bumpy road of life, in a sense, is not for you to walk alone. How many times you succeed, you have friends to encourage you; How many times I cried, my parents comforted me. Time flies, leaving behind pain and beauty. How many years have passed? How many years have not passed! Accompanying the years is the eternal universe, and we are just passers-by. In the boundless feeling, all the unforgettable pains become hazy. The world is boundless, the universe is boundless, and so is the triviality and vulgarity in the world. So immersed in the vastness: no one is a permanent guest, and there is no banquet that never ends. Only with the rest of my life, when we leave, leave some marks for ourselves. I wrote it all myself. I hope LZ agrees!