Let spirit

I like to let my thoughts shed a boat, swim freely in the words, read carefully the safety of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and quietly feel the calmness of flowers and flowers, the joys and sorrows of the fleeting time, the warmth and warmth of human feelings, all of which are. In the world of words, there is no thin and cool human feelings and worldly wisdom, no sinister and sinister rivers and lakes, a drop of rain falls, a piece of flowers bloom, all are beautiful lines of poetry, a pool of spring water, a bend of autumn moon, all of them are included in the poems of literati and the words of Mogues, which make the soul rest in the words and enjoy a leisurely life. In fact, everyone has a lonely soul nowhere to be placed. In the complicated world, in the wandering world of mortals, through the fleeting time, feel different time, do different dreams, deep in the soul, I am always longing for a quiet place to calm down my heart and taste the waste of time and the impermanent life slowly. On a summer afternoon, I locked myself in the study and made a cup of tea. I only tasted its fragrance, but didn’t smell its sweet taste, letting a wisp of fresh and elegant fragrance into my nose, let your heart relax in indifference. Read a book that I like. There Are sunshine, rain and dew, gurgling water and blowing wind in the book. My soul is in the words, feeling the time when the clouds are light and the wind is light, feeling that kind of simple and elegant feelings, no mess of silk and bamboo ears, no strain of official documents, only drinking tea and reading, no need to ask about the world’s wind and frost, don’t want to be thin and cool, taste the rhyme of every word, A sentence of Kong-style. Feel the leisurely idyllic life of Nanshan under the old Mr. Tao Yuanming’s eastern fence of picking chrysanthemum in the text. A kind of yearning arises spontaneously. A low Straw House, a thin bamboo fence, and the front and back of the House are full of delicate and charming chrysanthemum. Chrysanthemum after chrysanthemum is a belief planted by the poet. Yuan Zhen said that it was not the world that loved chrysanthemum, and this flower was even less flowery. Monk Qi said that it was not for Chongyang to plant too much, but he really loved Dan Huang. People stand in front of flowers, making their clothes full of flowers and chrysanthemum fragrance, enjoying the butterflies dancing in the flowers, making people relaxed and happy. Looking up, they can see the nearby Nanshan Mountain, which is lush, high and low, A round of Sunset, shining on the sky, a few leisurely rosy clouds, a few eagle, singing and hovering in the air, such an artistic conception, you will be drunk when you think about it. Like words, like words is clean, the wind and frost of the world can not affect the purity of words, the sinister of the rivers and lakes can not contaminate the purity of words. A beautiful article can calm down the fidgety heart gradually, and a good sentence can open the clouds in my heart. Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are originally in the broken rocks. It is still tough to wear thousands of blows, and it is the southeast and northwest wind of ren er. What kind of calm and calm is it? To live, one must have a strong and unyielding spirit and a firm determination not to bend over the wind and rain. I straightened my waist, faced with difficulties, and had to rely on myself to be strong. Everything’s going to work out, as long as they do not retreat, no one forced you to back go. If you don’t experience a thrilling process, walk in the dark, or force yourself hard, you don’t even know that you can be so brave. A person is a lonely Walker with thousands of friends around him, but not everyone will be around you. Everyone has his own things to do. It is inevitable that sometimes he will feel lonely. There are many people accompanying you to enjoy the spring flowers and autumn moon. When you are in jail, maybe only the shadow will accompany you. Everything depends on oneself, against the wall will fall down, rely on everyone to run, there is a rough road, destined to finish alone. In the days when there is no one to accompany, feel the birds like Li Bai fly high and go to leisure alone. I am never tired of seeing each other, but only the detachment and calmness of Jingting Mountain. I am happy with the mountains and rivers, frown with the grass and trees, do not climb high branches, and only make a wild crane with idle clouds. Although the poem describes a kind of Vic, but it is also a kind of comfort to be with mountains and waters and to express your love between mountains and waters. Gao Ting is a pair of moon shadows, and who is the guest to share the wine jar. Meet each other and get drunk this evening, and sit and watch the Golden cake fall to Chengjiang. Reading a volume of beautiful essays is a kind of spiritual enjoyment. Looking up, I suddenly saw Hengyang Yan. What is the limit of thousands of words of love. I am a thin lover, and there is no book. Tears came back to Xiangge, and tears flooded the pink and pink. When the wild goose returned, there was no book to send to Iraq. Just a few lines of words, how many Spoony tears. A kind of expectation, a kind of heart-broken paper, reading the poet’s good words passed down through the ages, feeling the poet’s persistence in love, concern for his lover, and helpless feelings, can’t help sighing, love can be beautiful, drunk, or become a poison, eroding the heart. The beauty of love is an everlasting topic, which is a kind of lovesickness and two idle sorrows. This feeling could not be eliminated by any means, so I frowned but fell into my heart. I like this word of Li Qingzhao most, which is sad but not bitter, emotional but not sad. If love is fallen flowers, if love is flowing water, what kind of exile should love be? Out of the silt but not dyed, Zhuo Qinglian but not demon, a philosophy of being a person has been sung through the ages. To be a man, it is impossible to avoid dealing with all kinds of people. Only to be a gentleman, to be a scumbag, to keep the purity of the heart all the time, to face the complexity of the world, the merits and wrongs in the world, without a correct standard, but you need to have a mirror, face yourself all the time, and have a good attitude towards being a man. In this materialistic era, keep a pure self, don’t flatter anyone, don’t bend your knees, face all kinds of temptations, be your own master, don’t be a seductive slave, don’t lose yourself in the red wine. Being a person is like a lotus, growing in the silt, but not contaminated by the silt. After being washed with clean water, it is not seductive. It is a simple and elegant one, and only sends out a faint scent in the world. Taste a cup of tea, read a book, read quietly and slowly. Every word in the book has a soul. If you understand the book, you will understand life, only soul and reason can fly with wings. In this summer afternoon, sitting quietly in the moment of time, drinking a cup of tea, reading a book, making the soul quiet, just quiet, is the most beautiful time in life. Text: Falling red dust laughing like smoke QQ:1483563655 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”. 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