The unique charm of words attracts me that nothing can replace it, so I love it so much. I would like to send my thoughts to the words and pay them at the end of the pen.
Some people say that people who like words are mostly sentimental, and I am no exception, please allow me to be sad, just like everyone accepted my bright, half bright, half sad, as long as the time, the occasion is not wrong, all kinds of emotions, all kinds of expressions should give a chance to appear on the stage. Sad but not decadent, lonely but not depraved, just like beautiful and bright but not enchanting.
In August, the air is very hot. At this time, my heart is calm and cool. The pure music of a guzheng, "Yunshui Zen Heart", floats all over the room. A person indulges in the sound of nature, like a dream, like a dream, a trickle of water washed away the city's flashy and impetuous, but also a pure heart. Apart from the wonderful music, I couldn't hear any other sound in the room. Music can impress the soul and make people selfless. This is probably the realm.
Time goes forward, youth goes back. You go north, I go south. All these helplessness in life, all kinds of mistakes are like saws, tearing and entangling the fragility of our people's feelings. Growth originally has to pay so much price, although some cruel, but it is true after all. Love is on the left and dreams on the right. Green youth, cool years, pick a piece, knead into the tunnel of time, crushed into a memory, memories warm enough for half a life.
The more the towering tree wants to stand high and bright, the deeper its roots are buried, buried in the soil, in the dark, so deep that they are not easy to find. And there is some love in the world, isn't it the same? Love to the extreme, not to take, but to give. And the kind of love that has been standing behind silently is the ultimate. The more deeply you love, the deeper you bury it, the more painful it is. The more bitter love is, the more touching it is. The tree is high because it is deep-rooted. Love is strong because it goes deep into the bone marrow and is inscribed in the heart. The love that is easily seen and revealed frankly is true love, and the love that is buried and hidden may not be true love.
The Love of the Hawthorn Tree made me cry all afternoon. Sun Jianxin's love of life and death for Jingqiu wept blood, which made the tears uncontrollable. Some love lasts until the end of life, and love lasts longer than life. The ear suddenly echoed a sentence: if I leave suddenly, please do not be surprised, it is because I miss you. Can not help but shudder, love turned out to be happiness and pain mixed with pain and happy things. Let people shed tears happily, but still painfully do not say regret. Firmly believe that there is true love in this world. Not necessarily permanent, at least in love is really loved.
Some encounter is very wonderful, turn the mountain to the water, just for that look back a smile, a glance, and then pass by, each go to the end of the world. Think of that sentence: and predestined people, do happy things, do not ask is robbery, or fate. How free, free and free words are. And how many obstacles will there be in reality?
It doesn't cost a penny to smile, but it's priceless. It can make people look comfortable, think of warmth, and recall sweetness. Don't forget to give yourself a smile. If you love others, you must love yourself first. Smile warms others as well as yourself. Give yourself a gift, don't be stingy with a smile, although it is only an expression, but more importantly, a state of mind. I give myself a smile, smile to life, to tomorrow.
Handwritten meditation, I only adhere to my original words
(Wen / Ouyang Wenjing QQ451018070
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