In front of the window, a flower blossoms, the light and shadow is warm, the fragrance is faint. The morning of Qingfen is quiet and beautiful, and the flowers bloom again in the depths of the shallow and leisurely time. The world is in trouble, calm and quiet, one journey after another, Xu Jun goes slowly, may you return slowly. When I come back, I am also an old friend. If you come, I will be there.
This life, live up to the fleeting time, hidden in the depths of the world, waiting for the years to be gentle, to see the beautiful world of mortals. Zhang Jiuling wrote in "feelings" that fate can only be encountered, and the mystery of the cycle of cause and effect is hard to find. Cycle, through the change of the four seasons, is to go through a long period of time. The flowers bloom and disappear in a twinkling of an eye. Since ancient times, they have carried how many dreams of their old friends. Finally in a shallow summer floating in the fragrance of the streamer, neither early nor late, live up to the promise, day after day, let the world change, still in the years of waiting.
In the missed place, look for the lost time, the forgotten people and the quiet good poems of those years. In a previous life, you were just a woman who listened to guqin and sang old songs three hundred years ago. In this life, just wait for the flowers to blossom, then come to find an old thing in time. All romance is nothing but nature, all joy is cause and effect, and all goodness is only because of meeting. Sully. Prudome's "the stranger" wrote: there seems to be an infinite happiness that belongs to you. Hearing the soft summer breeze blowing the news of summer lotus, I was filled with joy. There is a kind of fragrance, can be quiet fragrance, when you fall in love, it is the same as before; there is a kind of love, can quietly bloom, when you are free to listen, it is always there.
Lin Qingxuan said: the joy of being an ordinary person is to find some wise fish in the ordinary life every day. In the depths of prosperity, the wind and smoke are all clean, leaving only a volume of poems and books with a clear rhyme. I do not know when, only willing to leave the world smiling time, leaving traces of time filled with incense, meet the life they would like to meet, live the life they like. Reading and appreciation of American articles
Light rely on the fragrance of flowers, idle to turn the book, in the corridor of time, meet, rub shoulders, the wind is light, the clouds are light. The world goes through everything, a piece of paper and an ink, telling the feelings and warmth of the long past. Understand that the fate in the text has already gone through time and space and time; better know that there is a kind of encounter, you can go to the ends of the earth. Your acquaintance, I will cherish each other, accompanied by that journey, people are so moved. Years and you, in the blooming and falling season between ups and downs, slowly grow old.
In a person's life, there is always a city, which is the nostalgia you can't get out of this life, the beauty and sorrow of your life, and there is always a beam of light shining into your heart. So that you do not blindly follow, do not fawn on vulgarity, not depressed, warm, kind, with love. There is also a kind of day, peace of mind, people often accompany, cloth clothes light rice, breeze courtyard, quiet guard of the world of mortals, idle watch fleeting time, leave two phases of peace, the future can still be expected.
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