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.
A person rents a room, a bed, a table, a bag to watch the sunrise with his long hair dressed in the sunrise, not hot and natural to wear plain canvas shoes and blue linen skirt when not rainy Take Umbrella out every day and on time in the morning on the tree-lined road. Eat nutritious breakfast and work hard. Don't worry, don't seduce you. Luxury car rides home and still laughs beautifully.
Life is not afraid of dull days, I'm afraid the feeling of life is not true. Days are very flat and plain, such as quiet clouds. Such as a glass of boiled water, occasional classmates meet or visit and talk about it, talking about the year when Xueyou, who made a fortune, who bought the car, who entered the senior organ, who is already a deputy manager… Exclaimed in his own heart There is a ripple and calm
I gently let go of your hand. This is not to throw in the towel, but my gentleness. I do not want to scare our happiness. Do not see the world so clear, because tears will not give you that opportunity. It is not despair but hope that makes love come to an end. The bigger the hope is, the more it will be invested. Finally, disappointment becomes the yellow tit. What is the pain, no one can say clearly, perhaps only in pain
The best scenery in life is the calmness and calmness of the heart, the wisdom and clarity of the mind. The most extravagant possession in life is an old childlike innocence, a living faith, a healthy body, a lover who always holds hands, a free mindset, a favorite job, a stable sleep, and everything Enjoy the good mood of life. Calm, calm and calm
The flowers are naturally open and beautiful. The trees grow naturally, with the beauty of lush greenery. The water flows naturally and is clear and translucent. Only the true truth of nature is true beauty. Reality gives people a very comfortable feeling. Reality is the most beautiful, and I think that the soul is beautiful and people will be more beautiful. 1. If a person is sad, find a corner or cry in the quilt, no need for others
Time flies away. In those seasons, we spared no effort to pursue. In those years, we bravely took the time to dare to daring and repent. At those moments, we have had a prosperous encounter; those scenery, we give it the perfect ending of the time. Lonely, happy, confused, bitter, guilty, happy, each time it is obtained, it represents every loss, each realization,
Walking in the years, I have long been accustomed to treating people with my mouth's slightly rising posture. Many things in life are always clear after a certain period of time. – Inscriptions bloom in the spring, clusters, decorated with seasonal seasoning. Another year of spring benefits, the sun is walking in front of the window. I use words to retrieve the fragrance of the red dust, to paint the colors of my heart, and to be beautiful.
People are stunned, and most of them are fragrant daughters. They are sent to Xiao Nianwen/ Mozhu to soothe the night and sit quietly. The shadow of the moon is empty, the breeze is thin, the fragrance is swaying, the blue ink of the case of research, the poetry is broken, and the warm feeling is intestine. Feelings of tenderness around, love mind to stay. Xiao Nian, a poetic name, has a deep sense of Zen. Write down flowers, write volumes, write down flowers, awaken past and present life
Life is like driving a coach, driving on an unknown path to an unknown destination. The scenery along the way came one after another. It appeared as if framed and disappeared. The scenery is beautiful and evocative. The frustration is that we cannot stop watching. Because of the beautiful scenery, we can't help but look back. Turning around and discovering that those who are still flustered now
The season is gradually disappearing. Once the sunset, I saw once. A green hill, carrying time. A piece of paper, tenderness. A landscape, heaven and earth. – Inscription Qingshan still [old] sunset, Castle Peak still, came to the door of my home, so, the mountain is very close to me, the sunset is far away from me. Green grass, like time, lush, wild flowers bloom, such as the memory of smiles and flowers. Still remember
Every day, one's own, are you happy? Every day, one's own, are you happy? Everyone's own self has been discouraged and frustrated. Every day, one's own, in the dead of night, touch his lonely body and greet his own heart. It will give you the answer. Every day, one person’s own, after seeing other people’s doubles, has also
Pay, about these two words, it seems that in my text really appeared to be much more. Because I have always felt that the only way to pay is to gain something. The sky won't fall. If you really want to pay, you must get rid of many of our bad habits. Many of us have grown up since we were young. We are very worried, very scared, and even unaccustomed habits. Afternoon talking to a long time friend, he used to be
Everything is appropriate and measured. Like drinking tea, tea is more bitter, tea is less odorless, and the amount is best. Drinking tea should be appropriate, drinking should be appropriate, exercise should be appropriate, food should be appropriate, siesta should be appropriate, eat more hurt the stomach, sedentary injury, contentment and music, everywhere is appropriate. The ideal goal is to be moderate, the standard is low, and it becomes a short-term goal. It is high and has become a fantasy. Work intensity
Summer is blurred, time is light, and the end of the season is always tight. In the autumn, they scolded me and followed me on the sound of the finely chopped music. Seen from the wind on the street, leaving a blank moment in the finely smashed time. I walk in the world without you, and I see the sea of flowers, fighting for beauty, fighting in every direction, at the end of my vision. ———— essays Wenan Ruupin looked up, 45 degrees