Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out. Let your concentration follow your breath gradually downwards, towards your head, your neck, your shoulders, your arms... OK, that's it for today. Thanks, everyone!

No wonder after studying meditation with you, I don't feel as quick to anger or frustration. It seems like I'm gradually gaining control of my moods.

In the recent year, both father and I have been very busy with work in separate parts of the country. The family finances continue to deteriorate day by day. When he was young, he left home to make a living. He had achieved so many great things all by himself. Who would have imagined his older years to be so disheartening. It is no surprise that as he looks back on his life and feels sad and dispirited. These circumstances made him very temperamental and every trivial matter at home made him angry. He started to treat me differently than he did before. After these recent two years of separation, however, he finally forgot about my failing and started to showing interest and tenderness to my son and I.

I don't know how many days I am entitled to altogether, but my quota of them is undoubtedly wearing away. Counting up silently, I find that more than 8,000 days have already slipped away through my fingers. Like a drop of water falling off a needle point into the ocean, my days are quietly dripping into the stream of time without leaving a trace. At the thought of this, sweat oozes from my forehead and tears trickle down my cheeks.

Wow, the color is gradually changing.

In fact, meditation is the practice of focusing all your thoughts on one point and keeping it fixed there, so that you can reflect inward. By eliminating distracting thoughts, we can gradually understand who we really are. In turn, we gain a peaceful existence.

"Well done, You Li!" The corners of Detective Li's mouth curled into a smile, but he was no longer able to support himself and passed out.

Chen Lei's question is a very good one. You're all just entering puberty, so you'll gradually start to notice things about the opposite sex. This is human instinct. In a little while, we'll watch an adolescent sex education film. The boys will go with me to room 101, and the girls will go with the class monitor to room 102.

I wish to first lead a small number of troops and engage the enemy, all while slowly retreating into the gorge. The enemy will certainly and mistakenly believe that our defeat is imminent. When they have let their guard down, the General will lead a group of elite soldiers in for an assault. In this way, we can surely be victorious against many although we're only a few.

I'm not sure why, but when I got the school lake, I felt a weird chill. Subconsciously, I pulled my jacket around tighter. Suddenly, I noticed the back of a girl as she was slowly walking along the lakeside in front of me. A unexplainable impulse came over me and I started walking towards her, gradually getting closer and closer. As I approached, I saw that it was her! That elegant view of her back. That raven-black hair in a braid! Then, when I got closer, I realized her head was hung low and she was sobbing.