Open the window, a faint fragrance from the nose, May, sophora fragrance season, such a season I like, like sophora Susu white, a string of pressure in the branches, not a trace of dust. Like this faint taste, in the faint taste slowly precipitate memory, let get and lose, joy and worry, love and hate, faint become hidden in the depths of the heart of a landscape, carefully taste, have become a smile and indifferent.
Gently hold a ray of sunshine, there will be sunshine mentality, grateful life gives us everything, do not complain, do not tangle, do not decadent, enjoy the usual warmth, contentment, true calm.
Quiet life, live a normal day, keep the Hou indifferent years, even if it is with relatives to eat a meal, watching their own food is eaten with relish, it is also a kind of happiness. Life is not this trivial and warm Mody, ask a lot, get very little, is a loss. Not much to ask for, not much to get, but happiness. We don't have to ask for anything, the heart is simple, the world will become simple. The greater the desire, the more complex the heart, the more troubles will be. In the prosperous fireworks of the world, we do ourselves well, remember the good of others, be a quiet person, and live gratefully in complexity, which is a kind of happiness.
"I'm not afraid to be disappointed because I prefer to be alive." It's good to be alive, to hear the first clear chirps of birds in the morning, to see children's otherwise fine and innocent eyes, to love, to look forward to, and we have a future. Live, don't let down the time gift and our good!
The color of life, such as dark or light leaf green, natural, simple but warm. The beauty of life is not in its splendor, but in its peace. In the bustling world, we are busy every day, and the colorful world often makes us forget to stop and carefully examine the depth of life.
Tranquility seems to us to be a little extravagant. Tranquility is an elegant temperament and a simple feeling. Yearning for the quiet and far-reaching "winding path leading to seclusion, deep flowers and trees in the meditation room", thinking of a quiet courtyard, under a flowering tree, tasting a cup of fragrant tea, reading his favorite books, expressing a few affectionate feelings, listening to the voice of flowers. At this moment, time returns to silence, life returns to dullness.
A flower, from the time of the gap in the longitudinal wear over, in we have not noticed, we have been open to the lonely youth sway to fall red into mud, almost forget the time away, only thought it was red fingers old, will be different results and destiny decidedly presented. A leaf green, trance spread into the sea, time away, youth is no longer, a turn can not be seen, a tenacious power is lurking in the depths of the soil stretch, looking for the eternal foundation of life, waiting for the next season reincarnation.
Things turn stars shift, lonely years, peach blossoms still smile spring breeze. Perhaps we are too busy, overlooking the noisy market and fresh scenery, or perhaps in the process of life, the lack of some important segments. Do not know, life needs to leave blank, residual lotus lack of moon is also a kind of beauty, coarse tea and rice is also a kind of happiness. Life is not begging, no matter how embarrassed the day is, we should go on calmly. We live not only for ourselves, but also for our responsibilities. We also care about our kinship and friendship along the way, as well as love and warmth. Let us live up to our parents and nurture a life of time, so that life wonderful, so that our life better.
Life is a beautiful landscape, there must be clear weather, we have no reason to let it dim. There will be thorns on the way forward, we fall and climb up with a smile, strong is the only fulcrum. When through mud and rain, the years are still fine, the sun is still gentle. Life meets too many feelings, whenever I see those who have experienced the winter snow buried and revived creatures, one-leaf grass meets the spring breeze thriving, will always be infected by these beating pictures, the dignity of life in the weak more vivid. Life has a lot of warm heart scenery, although not accompanied overnight, but fell in love with a warm, beautiful scenery with us into the heart dream.
Summer, as long as a lift, a bow can see green, green, I have an instinctive love. Green, give unlimited vitality, it is the color of life, whenever looking at a green leaf, they will fantasize that they are actually walking in a green leaf. Walk in the veins of the countless, every step is a kind of enrichment of life. Give the heart to a green leaf and crystal dew, impetuous and vulgar little by little to eliminate, pure and pure but a wisp from the spotless heart flow, pure dust heart, moisten the life!
Through the busy and noisy day, I like the quiet time of a person at night, alone but not lonely, listening to the favorite music, reading the text of Qing Jian, keeping the heart of Jane net, watching flowers and trees come with the season, follow the fragrance and fall. Memories of a period of smoke past, looking forward to quiet years. To be true to yourself, you don't have to smile in front of everyone, and you don't have to comfort yourself in pain. Only wish to make friends with time, make friends with books and sleep with the moon.
Plain days are actually a porridge, a meal, a brick and a tile. We are always not satisfied with the status quo, looking at the happiness of others and embarrassed ourselves, but do not know that they are envied by others. Life is only a few decades, wind or rain, we do not need to worry, do not have to sigh, do their best to do what they can do, want to do things. Think, life, originally is the dust in the vicissitudes of life, just, the world's cold and warm interpretation into bitter sweet. Bitter life, smile to meet the wind and rain, through the tide.
Because there are expectations, because there are beliefs in the heart, because there are responsibilities and sustenance, so we are busy in different positions every day, even if we are tired and tired. Those things that have been used to, those who remain warm in life, those words that have been written old, have left their mark in every sunrise. Yes, if there is no spiritual support, then no matter how much material wealth we have, our heart is empty, so we should cherish everything we have now and live a good life. Only those who love life and treat themselves well will see the scenery of spring in their eyes.
Life is a flower bloom, but also a flower fall. It is in the early spring of March, watching swallows whisper in front of the beam; it is in the cool summer, watching lotus flowers bloom in the water; it is in the bleak late autumn, watching a dead leaf fall with the wind; it is in the cold winter night, watching snowflakes float gently past the window. Through the road, there are tears and laughter, there are hardships and gains, cherish possession, light grip know, with a grateful heart to meet the dawn of that touch of beauty!
The wind and moon are silent, and the heart is like glass. Through the red dust years, saw flowers bloom and fall, perhaps there is a calm after the world, have a more thorough understanding of life, have a deeper understanding of life. In this quiet good season, just want to bring a piece of fragrant memory, Xu a period of white time, leaning on a window of moonlight, let smoke past such as light ink light dye, any time of broken shadow mottled out of a paper cool.
The breeze whispers in the night, the distant zither melodious and melodious, that carved window flowers in the old courtyard filled with the fragrance of flowers. Mind strolling in the quiet night sky, do not ask where the incense float, do not sigh the passing of time, do not let the sadness pale the color of life. Let those engraved in the fleeting years of the story, in the fragrant clouds of the night, embellishing the footsteps of the front, warm the beauty of life!
Text/Moonlight in Lotus Pond
Post a comment