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Heart Soul
Heart Soul
Heart Soul
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Heart Soul

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We often feel pains and losses. But no one really knows the sources of pains. Every one is afraid of death. But every one must face the death. How to get rid of these pains of life ? Is there any way to go beyond death? Is there any way to get immortal? The answer is yes! The perfect solutions are detailed in this book. Here we first analyse the mechanisms of mind and psychology. Then we find the relationships between pains, death, and our daily doings. Finally we offer guides for your daily doings to guide you to immortal life!

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Publisher筑 心
Release dateNov 25, 2017
ISBN9781370206056
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    Heart Soul - 筑 心

    Chapter 1 Heart of Baby

    To defeat a man is just to defeat his heart; to conquer a man is just to conquer his mind. The heart is the soul of a man. All human actions follow the commands of the heart. All language, actions, emotions are manipulated by the heart. A man's physical disability may be compensated for by the power of his heart, but if a man's heart was destroyed, even though his limbs are sound, he would be at best a living death. Heart shoulder one's physical health, mental health, fate, and success. It is at all times through various trials and temptations, and may fall into the trap with little careless, may be doomed eternally!

    At the beginning of the chaos, the world was dark and silent. After a long time, the opportunities were united, and the universe bred a life. The soul was hidden in the life, playing the melody of life. Chaos became the sea, and light cleared the darkness. The red sea is sweet and warm, boundless, and the heart is in it; the pink light and the dark switch alternately, stroking the eyes of the heart. Every time the red light rises, the darkness fades, and the music of joy comes from the sky. The music includes the bird's singing, the mother's mirth, and the Daddy's speaking. Every time the curtain falls, the music goes away with the light, and the world is silence everywhere, and the soul sleeps in sweet memories. In this vast ocean, the heart is happy and happy; what it wants will come right away; where it wants to go, it will be there right away. The pink Elysian Fields, just is the mother’s womb with a baby in it.

    Happy times are always broken for no reason; the time of ten months for pregnancy is too hard for the mom, but it's too short for the baby. The narrow birth canal squeezed the baby's delicate head. It wanted to cry but couldn't open its mouth. The time of pain was so long that a few minutes were like many years. With a cry, the baby came to the world at last. The piercing wind was like a sharp sword, cutting the delicate skin of the baby, and the desperate crying couldn’t drive out the cold. While crying, a big hand stretched out. The baby looked at the big hand with terror, closed his eyes and prayed for his fate. A towel was wrapped around the baby's body. It opened its eyes happily and found itself surrounded by a crowd of happy people.

    When a person just came to this world, he was lonely, because everything in the world was strange to him. He did not know the sky, neither did he know the earth, and he even did not know the day and night. Flowers and trees, the sun and the moon, thunder and lightning, all these things were new to the baby. Even for his parents, it was the first time to meet with him. He did not know whether the parents were good or bad. He felt jittery, he was worried about his safety, worried about his future, but helpless. He just cried to tell the fear and anxiety. Soon, the mother's warm embrace brought him security and comfort, and he stopped crying and looked around curiously.

    The most basic requirement of the baby is the security of life. When the life safety is threatened, there will be a sharp fear and anxiety in the baby’s heart, which is the basic condition reflex. The baby's crying reflects his fear of his own safety. So when the parents leave the baby, or let strangers cuddle the baby, the baby will cry. At all times, the heart is guarding the safety of life. Only when one felt safe enough could he think of other problems. A life sustaining needs derive the life's security needs: A baby cries when it is cold; a baby cries when it is hungry. For the baby, to meet the food and clothing, and to protect the safety of life, are all what it wants. It has no other desire.

    Crying, however, does not necessarily mean sadness or pain; it sometimes shows boredom and venting. At the cool autumn afternoon, the mother embraced the baby sitting in the yard enjoying the autumn wind blowing. The sleeping baby suddenly fell on his leg and then cried loudly. Mother anxiously picked up the baby and shook it from side to side. Seeing mom's anxious eyes, the baby stopped crying, and its mother's furrowed brows unfolded. However, good times didn’t last long, and the baby cried again. The mother began to shake up again, but this time it didn’t work, and the baby cried more loudly. Mom stopped, took out the usual Nirvana and stuffed the pink nipple into the baby's crying mouth. With a nipple in its mouth, the baby cried a few times, but it couldn’t cried out loud. It became annoyance. But tasting the sweet milk, it thought in another way: Although crying is enjoyable, the nipple in the mouth prevents me from crying; since milk is so good, just enjoy the milk without crying. Sucking the nipple, the baby slowly fell into a sweet dream.

    Utter innocence is pure. There is no right or wrong, neither religious nor superstition. All its thoughts come from its own observations and feelings. In the open fields, the night fell. The mother was carrying her little child on her way home. The deserted wilderness was unusually quiet, so that the sound of the heart beating could be heard. Some old and new cemeteries

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