Life

If the years are quiet, then take care of your body and mind; If the time is cold, then keep your heart warm! Inscriptions pour a cup of aging of memory, then warm a period of clear past, lift a cup of wine, let the fingertips leave incense, let the fragrant fragrance fill the sleeves. No one knows the taste of that cup. Perhaps only by being intoxicated can the original scenery in those memories be blurred. I once thought that maturity could be a kind of disguise, pretending to be strong and pretending to smile, until achieving real success through persistence and efforts; But now I find that maturity is a kind of calm disguise. Pretend to be numb, pretend to be ruthless, pretend everything as if nothing had happened! In life, when some things once possessed follow the cycle of natural laws and leave from near to far, a reluctant attachment, in front of the ruthless ending, it looks so pale and insignificant! Who has ever said that the coldest is not the heart, the lowest is not the feelings, but the world has love, no matter which kind of love belongs. Even if it is a habit of daily life, it is not easy to give up, and it is also because of emotional dependence, let alone human beings and things, it is really normal! It is just like dancing with dishes and loving flowers alone, but the flowers fall down with the wind. Always passionately devoted, but blind eye! In fact, I believe that the existence of everything in the world has its fate of cause and effect. No matter the tide rises or falls, it has its own character, and there is no need to force it. Even if the heart has the feeling of not giving up, the painful sadness should also accept the world’s fixed number! The kindness is like water, and the heart is like rain. Being kind to the people left or left in life and tolerating those ruthless or cold things calmly is a kind of practice for oneself. Don’t ask, where is home for the quicksand in your hands; Don’t care, the boat full of sadness will be exiled to the end of the world; Don’t care, those years passed, how many are true or false. If possible, I would like to be a lotus in front of the Buddha, guarding the lonely years, understanding the wind and smoke in the world in the morning bell and evening drum; Under the ancient Green Lantern Buddha, stay away from the joys and sorrows of the secular world. How many beautiful wishes are higher than the reality, and how many indifferent alienation are expressing silent melancholy. It was just like seeing a familiar face in the morning light. There was no change in my eyes. I stretched out my hand and found that time had passed away, which clearly made each other out of reach. Perhaps, the stabbing pain is that the morning sun runs away in a hurry. People who are full of emotions are always sentimental. People who are full of emotions are always serious about emotions. People who are serious of emotions are always hurt, while people who are hurt are still thinking about emotions. This kind of emotion can be heard from the feelings of flowers and birds splashing tears, listening to the ups and downs of sorrow and joy; It can also be accepted in the heart, holding long-term love without transfer. However, when the sunset is Misty, who can understand the poetry and painting of the world, when they look at each other and have nothing to say, can they no longer care about it! I think there are a lot of things in life that we need to do and understand, learn to tolerate others, because everyone has his own difficulties, and believe that no one is willing to hurt; Also forgive yourself, when walking on the journey of people who are not sages, if you have experienced warmth and sorrow, helplessness and loneliness, please give yourself a hug and warm yourself. In the gradually growing life, where do not meet, where do not leave people, everything goes with the wind! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…