This life

Carrying the full whisper, through the fleeting pen and the thin paper, everything can be like a floating cloud, but it hurts the wind and rain in such a casual room, it caused a few tears. If you can be strong, clean up your messy emotions, and be a brave Walker unyielding, you must go on step by step, without extravagant demands or giving up, try hard to be yourself. There are too many incredible things in the world. How can you care about others’ understanding or not? Many people will laugh with you when you laugh, and how many people can cry with you when you cry? Smile is also a day, cry is also a day, cry is laughing, why bother yourself. If, sitting in the whole afternoon reading the heart, the world of the heart must be small, so small that it can only hold one person, a love, a warm review. Please don’t say that I am melodramatic and selfish. A heart really can’t hold too many people and things, and it will make me tired. Don’t say that I don’t eat the world, just choose another posture to lower into the crowd, don’t want to touch the dust. Look, the world of mortals is still prosperous as usual, and the days are like snow for everyone, but I just want to watch the distant appreciation and fall in love alone. I want to say that after the heart becomes weak, leave one side to wait for someone to come to live in silence. Presumably that person must be deeply loved. I am so attached to a love that I really want to take those warm hands forward in the cold winter until my head is covered with white hair. If, looking back many years later, when the crow’s feet at the corner of the eye witnessed the traces left by the wind and frost, whether it would be clear at that time when the appearance was late, in fact, every interpretation of life is the appearance of the leading role. The Master is you, me and those people. After the coolness, it was the warm afternoon. When I opened the pages of the book, I always thought that those words were the loneliness and Joy squeezed out from the bustling depth. I was the woman who loved it and strolled in its world. I can’t remember when it started. I no longer miss the world of mortals, but ran aground with a quiet heart and stayed away. Occasionally, some people come to ask, how many reincarnations do the love in the pen need to be continued in order to be safe and happy? After the calm silence, there was a long overlook, looking forward and waiting. I hope that there is really a period of life, and a person deserves to be deeply remembered and love without complaint or regret. The wind will remember the fragrance of a flower. Even if you go far away, you will also know how to look back and smile. Just like yourself now, you will always remember that warmth when you are far away. The landscape is eventually tangible, but it is hard to meet; The heart is affectionate, so there will be concerns, and love will accompany. Because of love, I understand. This is the only life in this life. How good it is to have more understanding and peace with each other. I accidentally saw such a sentence: just accompany each other in this way, spend one day with each other, how happy this sentence is, accompanying each other is happiness. Looking at the blue sky and listening to the whispers of the wind, the clouds are all beautiful when they float. It seems that I have never seen the shadow of the wind from beginning to end, and the feeling that it has always passed me. I like to stare at the quiet ferry and spread all my worries to the water-like time, what flows smoothly is a hint of flowery memory. Maybe, one day, everything is getting old, and the sorrow between my eyebrows is also fading. At that time, will I stop writing the pen in my hand and stop writing down a few words, then I watched the sunshine illuminating the house slowly until I bathed in the warmth of the whole room. I still loved a person deeply in my heart and imitated his appearance. Maybe there will be a day when I sit on the memories of my whole life, make a cup of Pu’er tea that I am familiar with each other, taste the semi-warm tea flavor, and when the happy smile overflows the upper lip corner, I know, you are always in my life. Don’t talk with time, clear and happy, start waiting far away. At this moment, the branches and leaves outside the window are still waving. How can it be full of vitality like the winter scenery at this time? When the wind blows, a rotating leaf falls on the windowsill carrying dust, and everything changes from agile to static, leaves are silent, dust is silent, I am silent, what comes into my eyes is plain days. Open mind, choose qian lv Acacia into Mount AO, Tim very tenderness and blue ink thin milling, 1.1 drops dye do thoughts of melancholy, no matter when and where many years past, I still miss you. If, when feelings fade, they will help each other; My city is only for one person. In my life, the time I spend in time is clear. Every morning when I wake up, I will firmly remember my concern in my heart, and then I will never forget it when I am busy. It is said that things are like clouds and smoke passing away in a flash. With the change of seasons and the long time passing by, how many people are searching and stopping at the corner of life. Life is really like this. If you love, please remember to love deeply. If you want to stay, you will abandon the secular world without hesitation and promise yourself a complete life. Nothing is more precious than what you get and have. I seemed to hear the voice from the bottom of my heart. I must reach that place. 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