The scenery of the four seasons, all have an Enron and self – pleasure, a lot of dust, such as the breeze, blowing your face, life like this kind of beautiful, Zen tea, the four seasons then think in your heart. The sun is warm, and there will be a day at the end of the curtain. Like the sun and the moon always alternate, cherish the beautiful time, see the flowers and flowers, fragrant years of the world in the same heart. Today is not the same as usual, out of the window
The more I think of his mental illness, contradiction and nature, what he desires, but it can repress it so well that it eventually forgets what he longs for. Once thought to love a person to care a lot of, so try to care about all, tired to the weakness of the heart is tasteless and tasteless, but now care less, even let their own life and death, but did not feel much significance, more.
2018-05-23 Butterfly Stroke is the perfect combination of strength and skill. I go butterfly swimming in Donghu Lake every morning and afternoon. Nearly a kilometer to swim, the swimmers' visitors are amazed at my physical strength. In fact, good physical strength is on the one hand, and more importantly on techniques. Because of mastery of the basic movements of butterfly strokes, it is easy to swim. Nowadays, I have enjoyed a particularly comfortable enjoyment of swimming butterfly strokes and raised my arms like
Finally, at this moment, the real meaning of the rush of meditation between Buddhism and Buddhism was suddenly realized, such as the "Buddhist Aunt and Flower, Kasyapa A Smile," and Wang Yangming's moment of enlightening the dragon field. Tagore said: "The sky did not leave traces of wings, but I have already flown over." In the same period of seven years, the memory seems to be as pale and suffocating as the second that just set foot on this land. Tolerate
-01- Yesterday, a reader, she asked me, "My boyfriend is a straight man. He didn't give me a gift on the 520th day, and he didn't show a love to me. I didn't like me." If there is no gift, there is no love on the 520th day. Can not explain does not like you. The most frightening thing is that not only did 520 not do that day, but you knew him for so long. He didn't show his love, he didn't like you, and he didn't confirm it.
Like a person like the rain in the spring, the summer wind light, the autumn rice fragrance, the winter sun warm, that kind of feeling is both wonderful and very fascinating! That person can make you seem to come to heaven and let you fall into hell instantly. I once felt a great attachment to this feeling as if it were a kind of faith which is irresistible and inviolable. When he likes a person, he is
To bear the crotch, and then to bear the crinch, Han Xin, you are still a boast of the teenager, so you may not be so fond of the girls, and then we can spend the rest of the day, you practice sword, I play the piano, but you still have to go, you can not stop, you are full of wisdom, brilliant, up, Cang created you, this is to save the people of the people, like you, how can you commit suicide?
I am the emperor’s noble, the son of heaven, the riches and riches, and the whole world, but I can’t have you alone. You know, in the heart of my heart, hiding a lot of you, it is fast to hold up, full, all of the river I quickly squeeze out, you are OK, Xiao Wan, I miss you, I miss you, miss your skin of snow, miss your delicate five senses, miss you light self bearing behavior and
2018-05-22 Life's Entrance and Exit Zhu Deyong said: “Life is like a maze. We use the first half to find the entrance, and the second half to find the exit.” Although there are not many words, the meaning is profound. I understand that people often say that college graduates step into society after graduating, that is, they are looking for entry into life society, and finding the export of life is to find a way to make their health and longevity after retirement.
Love is going to handle dialogue, not to love and to leave in the end. Love to swear that you are my future, not to let her flow to tell tears. People who have nothing to talk about, how do they not talk, people who are inseparable, how strange, how do people who care about each other, do not contact, make promises, how to walk away, is not enough love, not Love, but also want to find someone else. A lifetime
The time is not old, we have scattered – the white bird flies, the clouds expedition, the light sigh in the end of time thin into a low-level text, that a pool of ink can light into a painting, you say the horizon is not far, but I do not know The laughter of the old days is no longer found. I said that if you pass through the world, you will see that the gentleness of the scent is still fragrant. The old age and the yangko have long since vanished from the horizon, and they have been buried in one place.
The Sichuan Airlines flight 3U8633 from Chongqing to Lhasa was forced to land in Chengdu due to a broken window. When many people saw this news headline at the beginning, they did not cause much touch. Because there are a lot of news every day, good, bad, joyful, sad. International, around. Peaceful, warfare. Economic, humanistic, let our eyes, our brains, our hearts begin to change
– Cobo’s sense of life is a constant and heavy effort to not lose himself in his own eyes! – Milan Kundera came with a dispensable state of mind and carried an unreliable mood. In addition to letting the poor city himself run out of three hundred dollars, he went to do three sets. Questions, the rest actually inadvertently sketched the memory of the six-year history! Three years ago desperate
When the work squecks out the corners of life, the surrounding landscape becomes increasingly clear. The years carved a tough face, but the spirit is like a loyal dog succumbed to the fate of the whip. Grab the sand and throw it to the sky, and fall down to the curtain to pay homage to this scene. The finale is winding down, and the next ladder is being built. Walking in endless fantasy, swallowing dreams as a driving force. Stepping
Since Guangling Guijinghai, it is now three years old. It has been more than a few months since I returned from the north. I left the green car and went northwards to Shanhaiguan. When I left home, it was early spring and it was cold. The flowers seemed to have opened halfway. In the winter and early winter, the treetops began to take a sharp tip, and the rape that sparsely appeared in the field seemed to tell the world that spring was coming. It rained all night last night.
The rain in Hangzhou, Hangzhou, in May 21, 2018, has been raining for a few days. The Hangzhou in the cloudy and rainy mountains shows what the rain and rain are. Perhaps this is one of the reasons I choose to come here. I haven’t written anything for months. I know that I am too lazy, and I am too impetuous to calm down. It has been more than half a month since I returned home. I looked back at the past.
-01- When arguing, in the face of familiar people, we most easily say those words that seriously hurt the other party, because we know what the other party cares about. Moreover, we are always used to leaving good tempers to outsiders, leaving the real side to the closest relatives. So, what words in love, never say it? -02- "If it weren't when you were stalking and chasing me, how could we be together?"
The best love is the snow that lingers under the text/sunshine and often dreams of returning to your hometown and quietly visiting you 520. I'm just as happy as I can be with you. The eyes of my child are transparent talking and dancing. The nicknames of love, sweet and sweet, close to my husband, aunt, aunt, older sister, older brother, and so on, played over and over again and again.
2018-05-21 two feelings of the two wedding banquet yesterday was “520”. Homophonic “I love you” just happened on Sunday, so the marriage was more concentrated. At 10 a.m., I joined my wife’s granddaughter’s wedding ceremony with my wife. More than 3 p.m., the daughters of the colleagues in the unit expressed their gratitude for the new marriage, and they gathered happily with their relatives and colleagues. The grandson of the second sister of aunt’s family is married
It is always in a state of depressing and unable to extricate oneself from another. It is melancholy that suppresses me, cannot breathe, does not work properly, does not communicate with people, and cannot face life in a positive attitude. I often think of myself as an alternative person. In a different mood, that is, when life changes, there is the feeling that “the mountains and the rivers are in doubt, and the willows are dark and bright”.