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【转】一根绳子,三种人生 三个好兄弟掉进了井里。生命垂危之际,一根绳子垂下,他们同时抓住绳子向上攀爬。爬到井壁的一半,上边有人说:“绳子只能承担两个人的重量,否则,就会崩断。”     三个人面面相觑。过了片刻,其中一个松开了手,他掉下去,把生的希望留给了两个好朋友。     剩下的两个人眼里流着泪继续向上爬。爬到离井口还有1/3距离的时候,上面又有人说:“绳子现在只能承受一个人的重量,否则,就会崩断。”     两个人紧紧抓着绳子,互相盯视着,离生只有几步之遥,谁也不愿意松手。     过了好久,其中一个人果断地伸出脚,把另一个人踹了下去。     简简单单的一个故事,不同的人赋予了它不同的人生哲理。     哲学家说:第一个人虽然死了,却还活着;第三个人虽然活了,但却死了。     佛学家说:放手即是得到。第一个人放开了绳子,得到了升华;第三个人抓住了绳子,却最终堕落。     民间故事里说:第一个人升了天堂,第二个人入了坟墓,第三个人下了地狱。     现实生活中:第一个、第二个人死了,第三个人最终爬了上去。     故事是教育人的,现实是磨练人的;故事是理想的,现实却有些残酷。所以人不能活得太理想,也不能活得太现实:太现实,就没有希望;太理想,就没有前途。
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有一种美丽叫做放弃(_转) 每一次默默的放弃,放弃某个心仪已久却无缘份的朋友,放弃某种投入却无收获的事,放弃某种心灵的期望,放弃某种思想,这时就会生出一种伤感,然而这种伤感并不妨碍我们去重新开始,在新的时空内将音乐重听一遍,将故事再说一遍!因为这是一种自然的告别与放弃,它富有超脱精神,因而伤感得美丽! 曾经有种感觉,想让它成为永远。过了许多年,才发现它已渐渐消逝了。后来悟出:原来把握在手的不一定就是我们真正拥有的,我们所拥有的也不一定就是我们真正铭刻在心的!继而明白人生很多时候需要一种对宁静的关照和自觉的放弃!   世间有太多的美好的事物,美好的人。对没有拥有的美好,我们一直在苦苦地向往与追求。为了获得,忙忙碌碌,真正的所需所想往往要在经历许多以后才会明白,甚至穷尽一生也不知所终!而对已经拥有的美好,我们又因为常常得而复失的经历而存在一份忐忑与担心。夕阳易逝的叹息,花开花落的烦恼,人生本是不快乐的!因为拥有的时候,我们也许正在失去,而放弃的时候,我们也许又在重新获得。对万事万物,我们其实都不可能有绝对的把握。如果刻意去追逐与拥有,就很难走出外物继而走出自己,人生那种不由自主的悲哀与伤感会更加沉重!   明白的人懂得放弃,真情的人懂得牺牲,幸福的人懂得超脱!当若干年后我们知道自己所喜爱的人仍好好地生活,我们会更加心满意足! 我不是因你而来到这个世界,却是因为你而更加眷恋这个世界。如果能和你在一起,我会对这个世界满怀感激,如果不能和你在一起,我会默默地走开,却仍然不会失掉对这个世界的爱和感激??感激上天让我与你相遇与你别离,完成上帝所创造的一首诗!   生命给了我们无尽的悲哀,也给了我们永远的答案。于是,安然一份放弃,固守一份超脱!不管红尘世俗的生活如何变迁,不管个人选择的方式如何,更不管握在手中的东西轻重如何,我们虽逃避也勇敢,虽伤感也欣慰!   我们像往常一样向生活的深处走去,我们像往常一样在逐步放弃,又逐步坚定!
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