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在漫漫的岁月长河里,有时候孤独也是一种幸福,她像一块傲然的礁石挺立在幸福潮中。一个人面对纷乱的世界,能够不为种种欲望所扰,无疑,他也拥有了幸福。一位作家,面对铺在眼前洁净的稿纸,能够把众多繁杂和欲念抛于身外,那么伴随他的将是孤独。然而,在他的心灵深处,那又是一种怎样的幸福啊!如此看,只有灵魂上的幸福才是真正意义上的幸福。孤独并不是被尘世所抛,相反,是他远弃繁杂的喧嚣,在静寂中潜心体会孤独。如果说,孤独是一串串音苻,那串起的音符将会奏出人间的绝唱。
In the long years, sometimes loneliness is also a kind of happiness, she stood proudly like a proud reef in the tide of happiness. A person in the face of chaos in the world, can not be disturbed by all kinds of desires, no doubt, he also has the happiness. A writer, in the face of a clean manuscript in front of his eyes, is able to throw away the many complications and desires, then with him will be lonely. However, in his heart, what kind of happiness is it! In this way, only the happiness in the soul is the real happiness. Loneliness is not thrown away by the earth, on the contrary, he abandons the complex noisy, in the silence devote himself to feel lonely. If you say loneliness is a string of crosstalk, then the string of notes will play the world’s swan song.