Perishable

There is always a trace of warmth left in my heart, remembering those stops, struggles, glory, or unknown happiness. I know that one day it will disappear. I always carry the beauty to commemorate the warmth I once had, the fleeting years, and the warmth with smile-written in the city in June in front of me, the sunshine shines on every corner warmly. The light warms the eyes …… there are some memories resting on the eyelids, which can be easily touched by opening the eyes. Then the bright light seeped through, from the fuzzy one by one. Warmth is a grand time scale, engraved on the back of time, which makes those pale years dissipate hot waste heat, and makes the garden of the soul have bright and bright spring flowers. I like watching the warmth in the tunnel of time. Although many warmth has long been washed away by the waves of time, it has long disappeared. The warmth once bloomed on both sides of the journey, swaying a warm smile. Let the road ahead be no longer lonely. Let the confused heart no longer hesitate. Standing at the end of time and looking at the other shore, those sporadic shining light suddenly warmed my eyes. Thank you for the time, thank you for meeting me, and let you write down warm words in my life book. Day is very calm. Live Light life. The days are leisurely, without fluctuations, without ups and downs. Running water shuttles between sunrise and sunset. I like this kind of life: a relaxed and peaceful life. In the secular life, the trivial and plain things are repeated, and you can enjoy a simple and indifferent life on the day of fireworks; In the hustle and bustle, you can keep a quiet and peaceful life alone, walking slowly at any time, feeling sad and calm. I like walking and stopping, looking back on the road when I came, looking up at the blue sky. I like reading and writing simple words, listening to music, chatting and painting the scenery in my heart. I like traveling, fantasy and simplicity. Time is so quiet, in your own corner, it is safe. Maybe there is occasional loneliness, maybe you can’t find your dream slowly, maybe you will be lonely, maybe you are very tired, or you may be hurt. But we are still standing on the horizon of youth, starting with time and smiling at life. Love life and live a good life. It’s hard to avoid sadness. After being injured, give yourself a slight smile, which is as gorgeous as a flower. Passers-by is in a hurry. In the journey of life, there are always people coming and leaving. Silently miss those friends who have given encouragement and care. Although I left, I still appreciate it. Although I am unfamiliar, I still miss it. Remember what I once inspired and remember your warmth in the years I once accompanied. I like a piece of music for a period of time and miss a period of time when listening to a piece of music. Sitting in a period of time, I miss the palm prints of another period of time. Those years full of colors, time with fragrance. Those who came and turned hurriedly. The light comes, the light goes, and then the light comes; The Quiet Comes, the quiet goes, then the quiet watch. It is said that people with dreams will not be lonely, because they can fly with the help of the wind. Hope, with the soft wind of April, let your dreams fly. I like the bright sunshine, I like walking in the sunshine, I like the bustle, but I wander alone. Everyone is everyone’s passer, everyone is everyone’s miss. Vanishing light years, don’t say goodbye, don’t give up your heart. Fleeting Years, smile to warm, looking for cherish small happiness. Don’t sigh, don’t complain. Pure faith, silently cherish, deeply believe, happiness can be grasped by stretching out your hand. Heart, soft in this piece of beauty, quiet, Tian Tian, light. It is easy to pass away and forget. If so, be safe for each other.

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