A good day has come, we came to the hotel with a high attitude, everyone looks fresh and 8.30 time in fine fig, sign, we had to stand in the entrance hall, ready ready.
Nine point we sat quietly in the hall, to meet the arrival of the special training division, began to speak a lot of life, I do not agree, in the back of the contact slowly, I seem to understand his meaning.
The next game time, a man lying on the floor carrying two people forward, his body resistance is not just two people, is more family responsibilities, he had to bite forward no retreat,
Another game is a group of 60 people together number 1 to 160, the seemingly simple count, but also not simple
Like a sand from the hand through; like a leaf, falling from the trees; like a piece of white snow, gently into the earth.
Looking back on the road of life, perhaps there are too many hardships and pain, but more is happiness. Then a deep footprints, it is to pay the sweat.
Life is a struggle: the rain fly eagles.
Hard to say: life is a flower in the busy bees.
Optimistic: life is the countless flowers up after the rain....
Smile, said: life is a drop of dew in the morning sun.
However, life is only a piece of paper, there is no point of pollution, there is no point. You need to sweat to write. After the completion of the music, taste, maybe you will have more beautiful found.
Life is not only a mellow wine. Life is a cup of coffee, the entrance will be a little bitter, but more is to be able to carefully taste.
Not when the passerby, should be a traveler, carefully watching the scenery lead a person to endless aftertastes.