It is often said that when a man is born in heaven and earth, he must be able to bend. The tree is straightforward, people are straight and easy to defeat, there are twists and turns, it is the strong person of life. Why does the breeze in late autumn make no difference? Because weeds can't afford it, we can avoid it and bend it. We should bow down properly, and we'll get long-term high-spiritedness and straightness. Why can we conquer the taller peaks? because of US
From the long-distance bus station, it was already at the beginning of the night. The rain of the patter was mixed with the chill of late autumn. I could not help but shuddered with the wind blowing. The neon lights on both sides of the street glowed with faint light and looked at me as an uninvited guest. The bus stop on the 5th road is crowded with people who are looking forward. I tightened the bag on my hand and a stride broke into their team. The car is finally in people
After searching for time, where did the time go, I remembered when Zhu Ziqing's "hurry" swallow went, and when he came again; Yang Liu was withered, and when he was young again; the peach blossom was thankful and he had to open again. But wise, you tell me why our days are gone forever? – Someone stole them: Who is that? Where are you hiding? It’s their own escape. Now where is it?
Lightly leaning on the door of time, a pen, through the four seasons, understatement, in addition to memory, is not a sign of growth. If you haven't seen the gorgeous flowers, how can you know the sadness of the flowers? If you do not keep a silent story, how can you taste the bitterness of your life? How can one experience the pace of growth without the baptism of a heavy rain? – Inscriptions, fingertips, love, shallow fortune
When I was called to Lvliang Mountain, I called, "I am here —"; I shouted to the rolling Yellow River, "Welcome to you —"; how can I not call myself in the face of myself? Come only quietly ask yourself, "How are you doing?" … … a burst of sourness gradually hit the heart. Maybe in the eyes of others, it's good, not bad. However, who knows, there is no
One hundred filial piety is the first, and evil kinky is the source. Chang Cun-ren's filial piety means that people in the world who cannot do anything cannot tolerate it. Therefore, filial piety is the first thing to do before the hundredth line. If you are together with evil lust, then you will not be as hard as you want. ——[Observation of the Oven] (Ying Qing Wang Yongbin) In today's society, the word “filial piety” may be too far away. Everyday there are those things that are not filial piety. Is the progress of the society too fast? Still humanity disappeared
Secrets buried by time…——Who wants to tell Acacia, how can a lover know? Some things, individuals, will hide in a corner of my heart forever and never leave. There is no substitute. Sleeping in your soul, quiet and bluish, Naked Night, and growing up in time, always betrayed by sharp horns. The heart is clear in the gentleness of the world, and it is planted
The cool morning breeze sent away the April days of the prestigious generation and ushered in the May Day celebration of the whole nation. The first thing in the morning is to open your arms and embrace this wonderful time. Today is a holiday for laborers. It is a day when people are freed from the shackles of life and let their minds and bodies free. As early as a few days ago, my friends put forward the May 1st proposal to go shopping. Actually, I am not a hilarious person.
Spring water, hey, he blasted a dragonfly. Deer, squeaking, squeaking. The water is even more pure due to the constant flow of water. A simple lyrical sound is still missing. The water is lingering, and the mountains are rolling. The teeth of the ivory, and the child's son listened to this graceful voice. Fortunately, I met, but fortunately I lived up to expectations. So time, please slow down. Sit quietly, make a pot of strong tea, take a sip, treat bitter
Are you, like me, observing the past and willfully believe that everything will return to the past? Only if a dream is done for too long, it will wake up after all! The article/seven-year-old itch friends often say that if we let go of the past, we can better move forward. Perhaps I would also like to persuade a person who has lived in the past. However, things are counterproductive. It is only because they have no way to get out of this circle and go around in circles.
The impetuous society, the pressure of society, and all kinds of temptations make many people on the way forward, embark on the path of no return, embark on the road to crime, walk into the wall, and when appropriate, put down the burden and take a rest. , is a kind of wisdom of life, but also the true meaning of a wise man. Put down the burden and take a rest. People live to live happier and happier lives, and happy lives
Treat all relatives, parents, family, friends, and intimacy around you. Many people spend a lot of time consuming with their colleagues, friends around, and so on. There is almost no time left for their loved ones. This is the relationship among everyone in the subconscious, thinking that family relationships are unbreakable! In this group of people who cannot be attacked, there are also longings and demands, longing that you can often chat with them and talk with them.
Everyone has a kind of expectation, expectation is the beautiful mood of the dream road, and sometimes, the happiness of anticipation is better than the joy of achieving the goal, because it is a devout prayer; sometimes, the feeling of expectation is better than the feeling of happiness. Because it is an eager breath; sometimes, the taste of expectation is better than the warmth of meeting, because it is a path of prayer. Waiting for you to find the attribution of love
The person’s life is always busy and endless. He constantly races against time. In his life, he can’t stop for all sorts of outsiders, chasing time, chasing love, chasing money, chasing fame and fortune… Poverty chasing wealth and chasing Happy, happy chase longevity. There is no exhaustion of ideals, ever-expanding desires, motivating people to pursue efficiency, quickness, and perfection, and failing
Wen/Xin Rouo brings a warm and beautiful life; a sincere and pure heart. —– Inscription, living is a kind of mood! Even if life is like a play, it is never too late to rehearse, but the director in the play is our own! The story or sadness or joy is in fact based on our own inner heart and what kind of soul is given to this life like a play. If the heart goes to the sun, it will be warm; if the heart mourns,
Flowers are not flowers, fog is non-fog, moonlight, and breeze. Nightmare no trace of prosperity, elegant charm Philippine color cloud Fu, fiddle to play Qin Qing string, quiet forest chanting chanting, incense sail sneak sneak peek, the book condensate fragrant fragrans flowers yo! – Inscriptions in the sky, bleak and bleak, a beautiful piece of Qiao Ying kissing dreamy raindrops, Jiangnan's rain, a dream like poetry and softness, butterflies dancing, falling flowers fragrance, rain drops, our time
Taste life, taste the bittersweet life in life, taste the grief in life, taste the colorful life, taste the colorful life in the ten colors, taste life. Life can be a cup of tea, life can be a song, life can also be a multicolored paper, color life, color life, experience the dazzling colors of life, taste the life bit by bit, big events, small events, life
With the passage of time and the changing years, the sword of time will leave a nick on everybody, and we will all grow old. Death, sickness and death are unwilling to be seen by all, but everyone must face it and cannot avoid it. Everyone wants their family members to be healthy, safe and long-lasting. However, things are often unpredictable. “Trees want to be quiet and the wind is blowing.
Time flies, awakened in the years of the lucrative Liulv, spring story, stretching in the apricot flies. Love a peach blossom in full bloom, watching a season of flying butterflies, picking and carrying a bouquet of flowers, writing poetry in the sun, will be beautiful season, detailed seal. The wind is light, and the shallow traces of love are drawn between the hearts, accompanied by the bright and beautiful sound of birds and flowers, winding warmth at the tip of the finger, giving birth to poetic greenery, which is the colorful point of the fleeting years.
Where time goes is like a stretch of street in the darkness. Under the circumstance of a dim street lamp, it flows into the distance quietly and without interest. ——Writing time is where parents spend their time in the face of their parents. What does it bring us, and whether we have given time a satisfactory answer. Many times we are immersed in the shadow of time in our own world.