Cycling life

Life's life to do numerous changes, if you do not change, it will hit the wall or run into a wall because the world was not aiming at a road is straight.

Riding fun, is not the scenery around. It is perhaps the greatest temptation is that you set a target, and then start from the beginning, thinking how the end of the scenic beauty.

You hit the road, the opportunity is no turning back, and look up the road in front of you stretch, you can not cross, because you do not fly, only a little bit of conquest is the best choice.

Insist on how important it is for riding, because the road is very long. Explosive can only provide impulse, do not adhere to it will be thrown very far. Sometimes, the target for a person how important it is, toward the goal line before, only put their own pain to forget, but just a goal, it will have a continuous force in supporting. There are many things in life are like this.

Its own way, only go, no one will for you to run away even if only one meter. Walking in front of people will wait for you, but it will not push you, because he is in front of you. Walking behind you, maybe it will catch up in the next eight bend over, because you do not know how much energy the man in the end there.

When Hou tired, if listening to familiar songs, you will feel a little happy. As accompaniment, life in the familiar music, is indeed a different type of support. Because in addition to the teaser, the transfer is still a force, a joy mood.

See a big crowd, enjoy the scenery everywhere, all roads go. Sometimes people just want to walk or ancestors walked the streets, looking for a little bit of history, a bit memories, it is also a pleasure.

Never close to see the Yellow River, although it exists and there is a long time; the Yellow River had heard how beautiful beaches, and there will be the Yellow River carp, but only thought of or wanted to go. Xu is the cause of small water, the Yellow River did not imagine the wide, did not imagine the majestic, but because less water, so the Yellow River beach side was vast. But still I did not see the kind of big carp imagined. . .

High above the Yellow River levee, Shino's panoramic view, we flew in the dike, the wind in my ears, anguish gone with the wind, a little to meet in the heart. . .

I exercise, I'm happy! Because I know my way only I can go on. Still suffering, happiness also, what is the pain? What is the music? Maybe the pain is also music, music is also a pain in it. In life go hand in hand, I think the need is still persist. . .