I love the light, love all the simple feelings in the world, those kind and warm. Zong baihua once said that poets are advocates of human light and love and heat. There is love in life and love in the world. The light of life should be the truest love and love in the world, and it is something that everyone pursues all his life.
My soft heart, with the fragrance of words, poetic fragrance. In the reincarnation of the four seasons, every time I wave goodbye, I am not willing to look into the past, but only towards the distance in my heart. Will not sink in the comfortable life, wandering between the lines, tied by the shimmer in the bottom of my heart, do not want to miss the good scenery one after another. Leaving the long landscape of the road of life, those thoughts under the moon, a walk by the sea, the charming moments of the morning light in the forest. When the autumn rain knocks on the window, a solitary lamp, wind and smoke are clean, only let the distant thoughts fall in love with each other at the end of the pen.
Always willing to be a quiet person, a person who is clean in the mundane world. Like an empty valley orchid, from the mountains, open and fall alone, always keep a unique simplicity and purity. Even if it is regarded as a blessing, we are only willing to believe the old saying: "A man is blessed. Life is idle and quiet, naive and natural, with pure joy in the dilution. Neither climb nor compare, neither humble nor arrogant, keep your own favorite taste. They are not vulgar and disagree with people and things. Do not want to embarrass themselves, do not want to live up to the years. Reading and appreciation of American articles
All my life, I only wish to have the pure love as snow youth and the tolerance and stillness as beautiful as nature in time. Hope to be the best of yourself, a unique and beautiful soul. In life, away from ugliness and vulgarity, only beauty is willing to fall in love with it. You can wait for the sunset, wait for the flowers to bloom, wait for the trivial beauty that people always ignore. However, I would like to keep a beautiful and poetic light in the noisy and restless world, so that the pace of life's pursuit will never stop.
Life is not easy, but also encountered the lost way of life. Sometimes depressed, sometimes anxious, sometimes depressed, sometimes sad. Even if riddled with holes, do not forget the original ideals and aspirations, more and more love their own real life. The solace found in poetry books is the white moonlight in the heart, illuminating the way forward in the dark. Let yourself walk and smile every day, blooming a tough little flower in the desert of life, like a sunflower, trying to shine upward in the blue sky, from morning to night, just to pursue the direction of light. When a new day comes, the red sun is born, and the warm sunshine fills the indifferent world with warmth. The bottom of my heart also gradually rises bright and bright, with the fulfillment of one day's achievement.
Walk calmly, unaware that people have reached middle age. I look out to the golden autumn, and the fruit of harvest has been hung all over the branches. Time changes, wind and rain, thunder and lightning, if there is brilliance, the whole world will be peaceful. Life is capricious, the road ahead is remote, if there is light in the heart, it will be safe and sound.
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