Some people say: "the most beautiful flowers because it is bright." Someone said: "the most beautiful rain because it moist". Some people say: "the sun is the most beautiful because it is warm." And I said: "listen to the most beautiful because it has dyed the soul and the body the warmth of the world." We should learn to listen.
Listening to nature.
Leisure occasion unmatched mountains and woods listen attentively to the nature of voice listen to the mountain deep Kuangyuan listen to the river Pentium noisy listen to a single grass in the wind and rain in swaying cry listen to a gold leaves to late autumn calm listen to flowers hither rendering listen to eaves angle such as broken line pearl rain listen to the winding path here the birds.
Listen to let people find belongs to own the land let people recovered deep inside the most beautiful real. Let people to find the unique quiet.
Listen to the crowd.
On the platform in the stream of people in the depths of the alley on the balcony of the building in the Mercedes Benz train in the warm small home as long as you want anytime anywhere can listen listen to let us aftertaste life listen to old street the shoemaker his views on life brilliant listen to a seriously ill patients calm in the face of lifes confession listen to the repeated hardships and several men to stand the tragic history of listen to the successful people Zheng sound vehemently listen to those soaked with sweat and wisdom of the glorious past listen to the tide with blood meal as touching the plot.
Listen to the strings of a fresh story the one true footsteps we will understand this day is really wonderful this life is really very beautiful this life really should interpretation of the picturesque.
Listen to the teachers teachings like to read a good book benefit bandit is shallow listening to a friend talk friends and share the joy share the pain and listen to the complaints of others let others feel comfortable meet.
Because host listened to the boys words so that everyone could hear the a young body of the noble soul listening is the soul of the flower listen to can reflect the pure and warm light listening is a breeze it was blown away by the wind shrouded in gloom.
The song of our life for listening and melodious sound our river of life for listening and never dried up the light of our lives for listening and never extinguished.
We should learn to listen.
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