Love is in the spring breeze. It is in the sunshine, it is raining in the spring, and the breeze is always there. It always makes people feel comfortable. The flowers and flowers in spring and the fragrance are all around. The night is always quiet and people feel lonely. It is always so long that people feel depressed. The heart carries the wind, and his thoughts ripple and watch the promise to the moon; the affectionate moon child touches the wind. A thousand words can't tell the lingering love of the world. Stare
Perhaps, in a different state of mind, using the magnifying glass to see the advantages, using the telescope to see the shortcomings, this will be a precursor to the good day we can live in. The inscription Cousin cried and opened the door of my house. She opened the door and said: I can't live my life. I'm going to divorce him. Of course, he is her husband, my brother-in-law. The cousin grew up with me. There is always something to tell me. This time, I once again listened.
The water is flawless, the flowers are invisible, and the hearts of the people are not able to pass away. The bright moon still shines in a hundred years, and the mountains and water are reincarnation. Inscriptions walking in the sun, let the breeze blow the face, feel the smell of flowers and mud mixed, thinking about the irrelevant things, passing the shade, passing the flowers, but also passed by the forgotten figure, just toward the front Way, slowly
There are not many words, the warmest heart, love is not hot, intimate most true. One sentence to understand, warm to tears, a hug, touched the heart and lungs. People on the road, shoes worn out can be changed, but the road must go on their own; feelings in the heart, joy can be shared with others, but the injury can only marry himself. Tired feet know the most, and bitterest thoughts are the most obvious. Don't be an exhausting excuse. Nothing is the reason for the fight. Don't try to find uneasiness.
The world’s women are like flowers, and the faint flower language is among the hearts of the people. If the flowers bloom, the breeze will come. From indulgent to blooming, from Ting Li to withered, flowers bloom, women are always graceful paintings, are melodious songs, are intriguing poems. In the red dust, every woman is a unique flower, Yan thin ring fertilizer, blooming thousands, each attractive, each has its advantages. Since ancient times, Yun wants clothes to spend,
Live a youth no regrets whether the green and tender tenderness gradually faded, but in any case please take it and cherish it. The path you choose is laughable. Even if it is crying, you have to stick to it and have a purpose to finish. You must never forget why you left. Don't forget your original intention. Don't go for a slight optimization. And on the way, but on the way, simple or ordinary
Cherish the fate, be kind to the sentiment, wait for the fate, look at life, meet each other like a song, meet each other lightly, know each other lightly, come to be a blessing, fate to be a scape, ask for life, be gratifying, not worry-free, if not All things are beautiful, joyful and happy, love is romantic, and it's very romantic. It's boring, weak water, 3,000, and it's only you who drink. It's you, the edge is empty, the heart is easy to write, and the human heart is difficult to understand. Keeping your heart warm,
Born in earthly worlds, stepped into the world, surrounded by thorns, wind and rain, clouds rose, flowers bloomed, once vicissitudes of life, mutual understanding, because it is light, so happy, because the bearish, so happy, because live, you have to be calm, because the sun, To smile, vary in length, learn to self-discipline, know self-esteem, have self-confidence, because of kindness, so tolerance, because responsibility, so bear, Health
Life needs conditioning, years need inclusiveness, unfamiliar understanding of life, the future is confusing, the life time of walking, inevitably parting and merging, entanglement of right and wrong, life is from a point, the end of another point, along the way Full of mottled, gains and losses in the intertwined, life is like a song, high and low melody, playing his theme song, life is a difficult road,
Humanity is like the wind, there are cold and warm, love is hard to come by, light down, little by little melted down, life is like a seat, there are sour and sweet, the heart is hard to stay, look around, a trace of heartache, go too fast, tired feet, requirements If you are too tall, you will inevitably lose too much thought, heart-tired, and pursue too much. It will inevitably be overwhelmed. There will be no vowedness, no connection, and life will have a different kind of thoughts, which will lead you to each other. life
A piece of cloud, leisurely, shallow dance horizon, Qingyi Qing; a gust of wind, blowing off the leaves, like a blossoming butterfly, dancing red dust, beautiful purple street; this elegant and leisurely is the most beautiful red dust; a cloud, a glimpse The wind, walking on the street, clear the United States with a clean heart, into the painting, into the heart, but also into the fleeting years; time gently, years old, this blossoming aloof, is the ultimate pursuit of life. -question
After reading this, what will you feel? A girl who wants to go to the company to apply for a job, but found out in the morning after the power outage at home, so there is no way to wash with hot water, with a hair dryer blowing hair, not hot milk, toast, had no choice but to take care of going out. Unfortunately, just after he left the door, the neighbor's dog pounced on, and two black paw prints appeared on the new clothes just bought.
Time flies, time flies, and we have passed our ignorant childhood. We have passed away the wonderful youth, bid farewell to the hope of the young, and entered the middle age of struggle. Time is only one word after another in the course of our lives. It is called the past, and I used to be one of them. All of a sudden, I stumbled all the way down to the present. I was trying my best to become a student.
Twenty-five years ago today, you and I stepped into the hall of marriage. Since then, I have you in my life. You became my husband, I became your wife, we are in touch, no longer separate. The old man said: The husband and wife are destined by God. I don’t know if this is true or false, but I’m sure that you and I are sure that the fate of past lives is not shallow. We must practice together for thousands of years, otherwise we’ll never see it.
The wind picked up and wrinkled a pool of autumn water, as if people had crossed the path of more middle-aged wrinkles; green willow branches began to appear yellow leaves, such as people in the middle of the Ukrainian hair mixed with a few wires White hair. Looking at the river's water, listening to the low-lying leaves, I can't help but sigh. When wearing a sportswear every morning, he feels as light as a swallow, as if he is still a good guy. However, often
To Auntie – Although I admire people no longer young, I have a young mindset and a young pursuit. Life is full of ups and downs, but you have never seen you deflated. Listen to your childhood joy, listen to you about the past, talk about your hopes spreading in the green grass, tell stories about your crowd, and listen to your past cities. I never owned your life, but I often walk around
Fortunately fortunately, I lost my life, everything does not have to be too persistent, too persistent, wounding has been hurt, increase troubles, all heart, let it go. People are constantly giving up in this life, just like your hands. Only when they open, can they get more things. If you hold them forever, the palm of your hand will only get a little from your fingers. Leak in the seam, there is a result because there is no cause
Lend me a thought of autumn, escape the uneasiness of summer, lend me a spring fragrance, dodge the winter cold. I took the pieces of my "used" piece and made me piece together the "turning the tide" in my young memories. – Inscription If I get back to the past, I will re-dress myself and return to the original "innocence." If I were to return to the age of 15, I would cherish my "brave." If you let me
All the way to a smile, no regrets before the years, shallow, vigorous, guarding those hard-won happiness and well-being. Deeply dissolved in the time spent, but it also does not take seriously serious righteousness. Lightly bring a good time, walk through the long years of high mountains and rivers, walk into the millions of households in the rain and dust, deep into the soul of the dagger. At this time, pen writing is our dedication and faith, and will be spiritual
Question: How should youth define? Youth is the childhood time. It has now been hidden in memory and become the best memories. Youth is the dream of juvenile youth, and struggles for an unattainable dream. Youth is in middle age. Thinking about the carefree little appearance of childhood, and then the curvature of the mouth rising, thinking about childhood dreams, and then mouth hanging