Meeting is the best time.

The best friend who always said that her life was desolate said that she suddenly felt that the time was very good! I asked her if she met her first love at the classmate reunion. She asked me in amazement how I knew. I smile: you have a shy face, such as the first love girl, must be bored in the years to meet the right person or first love, so, just feel the beauty of time!

Some people say that time is so beautiful that people always want to keep it. In fact, the time is not beautiful, just met a person who fell in love, but also achieved the best time.

Meeting is the best time.

I often go to the Book City to read. In the first reading of "who meets whom in this Life," the heart instantly has the frequency of electric shock. I thought that for some familiar words have long been practiced calm, but did not expect that can move people are often the most beautiful encounter!

In a long time, we all meet a lot of people. Can you remember, in the ups and downs of life, who has passed you, whose smile is the concern you can not let go! Which one of those tens of thousands of people do you have an affinity with? Which person's voice, which person's back and trembling your soft heartstrings!

Once, I once fell in love with each other, only one eye, that deep eyes, affectionate smile, then touched my soft heart. Since then, I miss disaster, you write nostalgia. I feel that the time is so beautiful, you said that because we fell in love with each other, the time will be so beautiful! I slowly look back, you stare affectionately, I will open into a lotus, my heart is like butterfly dance. Since I fell in love with each other, I answered Hu Shi's words: do not want to evoke lovesickness, do not dare to go out to see the moon, but the moon comes into the window, causing me to fall in love for a night.

The book says: if there is love, time will take us to the right person. Yes, thinking of the beauty I saw for the first time, from the lazy afternoon to the dusk, this messy chapter, in some trivial and busy writing about the happiness after that year, everything is so quiet and beautiful!

Fingertips tapping the beginning of the story, your rising lips, as well as your deep eyes, gazing at each other affectionately, connect us this long and short life. Ten thousand years of throbbing, in the appearance of the first sight, there has been the best ending.

We can often be happy to face the first encounter, but can not be kind to each other in the relationship, and finally drifted away from the book. Sima Guang said in his word "Xijiang Moon": if you see each other, you can't seem to be ruthless if you don't see you. We value each other so much, but we have to say words that hurt each other and increase the pain. Finally, we answer Hu Shi's Dream and Poetry-you can't write my poems, just as I can't dream your dreams!

Look up at the sky, the corners of the mouth is still a faint smile, but now, but add a trace of pure blue thoughts. The trace left in the 30,000-foot sky is the memory of leaving, the joy of meeting, the surprise of seeing each other for the first time, and the equanimity of parting.

Who met your original appearance in your fleeting years? Who remembers your years in white more than snow in your old age? Who has been waiting and waiting for thousands of years because of the charming face of looking back? It turned out that all the stories had finished at the beginning. What is separated is not necessarily separated, and what is together is not necessarily happiness. However, the person who should be cherished most is the one who accompanies us from youth to twilight.

The vast sea of people, for whom you wait for thousands of years, rolling in the world of mortals, who is looking forward to the appearance of flowers for you. Which star under the night can light up for you, and which cloud on the horizon can heal your scars. Whose hand and yours hand in hand, listen to the wind and rain together, look at the lack of a full moon, look at the sunset together, together in the twilight years? Always thought that enjoying loneliness is also a kind of beauty, a kind of realm. However, after all, people are people, and they need a person who knows how to share happiness and sorrow with themselves, who can accompany each other with long feelings, but there will always be parting after affection.

It can not always be as beautiful as the first encounter, but it can continue the truth from the bottom of my heart. Every happy encounter is the most beautiful fate. Xi Murong wrote in A flowering Tree: how to let you meet me in my most beautiful moment. For this, I have begged before the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us form a dusty relationship. So, is the encounter between you and me also the result of the Buddha who once begged for 500 years?

If bitterness and happiness need an open-minded attitude, then parting and separation are also inseparable from being open-minded, rather than putting yourself in a cage of emotional bondage, such as a poem in Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell": this time I leave you, wind, rain, night; you smile, I wave, and a lonely road spreads to both ends.

No matter how noisy the world is, no matter how dusty it is, there is a growing belief that chaos is something other than peace of mind. I am more and more convinced that no matter how much time and space are apart, the person I should meet will eventually return to the original point.

Fate is to get, but also to let go, fate is bitter, but also sweet, fate, to learn to stay happily, after the fate, to learn to carry on the bag, continue to walk on the road.

However, we have been quiet in such a soft time for so long that we do not know how to leave a light or deep impression on this long piece of paper.

Wait until you see all the scenery of a person, you smile, I wave my hand, the action is chic and sad. Although parting is painful, even so, there must be a beautiful turn around. At least in the most beautiful time, met the people who fell in love, left each other beautiful and moved!