Time, such as sand, let you retain, she still flows quietly from her fingers, some merciless determination.
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When the teenager didn't work hard, the boss wanted to be sad. when we were studying hard, we unwittingly went through more than 20 years of life, growing from small feet to big feet, from a fleshy pink face to a face with wrinkles. Where has the time gone? I get old before I feel young. In the twinkling of an eye, there are only wrinkles all over his face. While we sigh that time is ruthless, we are also sighing the various tastes of life.
Hand in hand with time through the spring, summer, autumn and winter, feeling the charm of spring, the enthusiasm of summer, the warmth of autumn, the convergence of winter. Time has also accompanied us through a variety of emotional processes in the world, joy, sadness, helplessness, melancholy. Time is always with.. Her gentle hand, wiping our sometimes tearful eyes, gently comforted us: everything will be calm, everything will pass.
We travel through the tunnel of time, go through a lot of things and meet a lot of people. Some people fade when they walk; some people take root and sprout in each other's hearts as they walk. Zhang ailing said how well: some turn around is really a lifetime. The fate of the world, light is a passer-by, deep is a bosom friend, the depth of the edge is quietly identified by the hourglass of time, fate to cherish, fate does not stay.
The wine is drunk by the bosom friend, and the poem is sung to the meeting. The years of friendship in the world are warm and beautiful. During the Spring and Autumn and warring States period, Yu Boya was good at playing the violin, and Zhong Ziqi was good at listening, and the two were very congenial when they talked about the piano law. Later, Zhong Ziqi unfortunately rolled off a cliff due to firewood, and Boya broke his piano to thank his bosom friend. For this reason: Yue Fei sighed: if there are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken strings? Bosom friend, is the weak water 3000 only drinks a ladle, is once experienced sea rare. If you are lucky enough to meet someone who understands you in the time of quicksand, it must be the fate of 500 years in your previous life, and it is a kind of happiness for each other. The distance between heart and heart is very far and close, sometimes it is just a distance of understanding.
The years with human love are beautiful, and the years with dreams are happy. In time, we have had countless dreams of riding horses in the prairie, heroic and valiant; dream of walking in the moonlight lotus pond, warm and beautiful. Whether it is realized or not, there will be a trace of happiness in the mind. When we paint every day, I hope time can be slower and slower, because there are still a lot of soft thoughts, because there are still a lot of good wishes. All happiness is faster than time. In the earthly world, can you give the present heart a peace, during the day, splash ink in the picture of time belongs to its own unique scenery; when the night is quiet, taste a cup of tea, put the heart in words and music, feel the amorous feelings of the years, build hedges and plant chrysanthemums in the heart, purify the soul in silence and taste happiness.
Xue Xiao Zen said: slow down your life and live the way you want it to be. Even if you can't achieve anything, you have to live your life into a poem.
Precipitate happiness in the years, and think about the true meaning after sorrow. Feel good, filter the sad sand from your fingers with time, warm a pot of wine of years, slowly taste it, and learn to be relieved. Master Yancan said: time is mottled, time is quiet. Miss, leave the cloud and smoke place; warm, intentional sea. Give up, forget the pain, cherish the beauty, and joy will fill your heart.
Hold the hand of time, meet with the dusk, watch the sunset, enjoy the mottled shadows of the trees under the setting sun, pick up the petals of beautiful memories day by day and year after year, and place them in the basket of years, waiting for the hair on the temples. Then appreciate and appreciate the petals in the basket of flowers of the years, what kind of happiness and happiness is that?! At that time, you come, I will cook a pot of fragrant tea, embrace the pipa of the years, melt my thoughts into the fragrance of tea, share with you the story of the old time hidden in my heart, taste each other slowly with my soul, fade my loneliness, strengthen my friendship, and respond to my mood. I filter out the lead in the fragrance of tea in the ethereal time.
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