Giving up is a kind of wisdom, a kind of pride and a deeper level of enterprising. We are sometimes tightened because we carry too much, because we will not give up. Fame and fortune, often smiling is fatal. The poet Tagore said: "When the golden bird's wings are tied, it flies far away. Learning to give up is to eliminate all the burdens in life, go into battle lightly to meet the ups and downs of life, and know how to give up before you have a mature, rich, calm and relaxed life. The mourners who give up go hand in hand with happiness and give up fame and fortune to a detached position.
★ The happiness of a lifetime is originally an environment without people, without people's status, without things that people can enjoy, but people's hearts and corresponding lives. Therefore, happy bachelors will get married sooner or later. Happiness doesn't come from outside. The poor have the happiness of the poor, and the rich have their own happiness and their humble happiness. In life, everyone has laughter and tears, and everyone has happiness and brains in life. This is the face of the real human world.
When love radiates cold light through meridians, such as sunshine and atrium, we will find that love itself is a trembling chord, which melts a diffuse, lasting and warm melting pot, expanding itself and others. From one hand to the other, from one person to another. This warmth, which is released into the atmosphere, awakens the footprints of tired lovers in people's spiritual world, a cold soul, and then has a warm camel color in their hearts to love Poland. Shine on another heart, although sometimes it is so fragile. tower into the sky
★ Nanshan has always been more than the north. The longer you run in winter, the longer you run. The slightly dark gray number on the left is quietly between heaven and earth. The farmers kept silent. If there is a heavy snow in the north and the mountain is covered with a layer of hazy white, there will be a good painting, magnificent and pregnant with new hope. Unfortunately, in the southern part of the vast Jianghan Plain, scattered semi-open mountains are dotted with snowstorms. The mountain will stay in the shadow of pine and cypress, but it is green with a layer of frost, light green, like a faint light and blue ash from a hill. Life in the distance seems to be covered with flying dust.
Low moonlight orange indifferent, mountains and rivers are immersed in the moonlight, such as li ning and heaven. 10 this month, there will be a peaceful and calm mentality. It is wise to accept the moonlight. The present life, life is beautiful, and people's hearts should be very good. What we should do is to be worthy of this beautiful world. In this bright moonlight, an excellent soul can shine in the bright moonlight, and a kind heart dares to be grounded quietly alone. This beautiful moonlight is peaceful.
◆ On the winding lotus pond, the leaves in the field are waiting for you. Leave the high water, like Maxine Hong Kingston's dancer skirt. Between layers of leaves, white flowers are dotted, some of them bloom gracefully and shyly; Such as pearls, twinkling stars, if you just came out of the bath, beauty. The breeze blew, sending a wisp of fragrance, like a tall building in the distance, like a faint song. Leaves and flowers also have a slight tremor, like lightning, instantly transmitted to the distant pond. In the future of Ye Hou, they are full of enthusiasm and walk side by side with ripples. The running water under the pulse condition is obscured from view, and some colors are invisible; Leave what you have.
★ Lonely winter days are monotonous and yellow everywhere. Four bleak, even bright, clean streams have lost their luster, hidden in the ice, sick and sadly without god. Mother and daughter, emitting warm sunshine. , combing her daughter's mother. Her supple hair straightened. A tail woven with a soft chain. Her face is full of smiles and pity, and it seems that she can't put it down and overflows her mouth. Eyes are flowing and textiles are growing. Tail. The sun kissed the hair and scattered like powder in the abnormal brilliance. My daughter snuggled up in her mother's arms and kept saying that some mothers combed out knowing smiles from time to time, and the cold in winter brought sweet feelings, and the desolate scenery in winter was beautiful in spring.
■ It began to snow at night, and then it rained all night. Soft snow belongs only to a black mottled hive. The bees are sleeping. Exquisite hexagonal honeycomb, like a secret letter sealed with wax. Butter, exquisite pure gold particles, after a rich collection of kings. In fact, it is more precious than gold, because bees are creatures. In the sunshine, their dreams are sweet milk, milk milk, Chinese milk vetch, rape, Sophora japonica, jujube flower, Vitex negundo, and a layer of gratitude. Tonight is like a dream, but I don't know if there is a trace of snow. If you have a lovely bee, it wakes up in the snow and smells the fragrant sky, a sacred and magical light. Unfortunately, no one was lucky enough to recover, and the flowers on the ground were tired.
In the years of poverty, people can feel some deep happiness, just like I always remember to add a bowl of hot rice. Poured a spoonful of lard and soy sauce, the delicious lard bibimbap in front of the door (the stone steps of the hall door), and every grain of rice is filled with the fragrance of sitting at home.
★ The happiness of a lifetime is originally an environment without people, without people's status, without things that people can enjoy, but people's hearts and corresponding lives. Therefore, happy bachelors will get married sooner or later. Happiness doesn't come from outside. The poor have the happiness of the poor, and the rich have their own happiness and their humble happiness. In life, everyone has laughter and tears, and everyone has happiness and leisure in life. This is the face of the real human world.
▲ When love dispels the cold, such as the sun shining on the atrium, we will find that love itself is a trembling chord, which melts a melting pot of dispersion, is durable, warm and expands ourselves and others. From one hand to the other, from one person to another. This warmth, which is released into the atmosphere, awakens the footprints of tired lovers in people's spiritual world, a cold soul, and then has a warm camel color in their hearts to love Poland. Shine on another heart, although sometimes it is so fragile.
Death, disease, injury, injustice ... these already exist. In addition, this name is a play that is being staged at any time in the world. The sadness or anger of the story also made us cry, but it was soon forgotten; Ugly phenomenon. This also made us angry, but we soon made exciting things. Everything is just because they happen to others, too far away from My World; And then cooled in air. Solidified autumn!
I often think of you, my friend.
You are in that distant city, in a distant and strange city, and I even stand on the top of the mountain overlooking the city.
I often think of you, my friend.
Paper crane is flying in my remote mountain village, and I want to fold 10000 willow trees. Although I know eagle wings can't fly to your city.
Of course, my dream is full of starlight and moonlight, and I ride a long and arduous journey every night.
Friend, I look at you in reverse.
But my friend, I want you to forgive me, because I didn't bring you another warm and powerful arm, except Wan Shanchun, who you are not familiar with.
● Kunlun Mountain has attracted the concept, character and cultivation of Taoist architecture in Buddhism since ancient times, and preached here. The forest is deep and the scenery is beautiful. In spring and summer, the mountains are shaded by trees, birds and flowers are fragrant, which has a unique charm.
In this chaotic martial arts world, the perfect grasp of art and the charming scenery of Kunlun Mountain: it is near dusk, the sun is slanting to the west, and Kunlun Mountain is undulating like a python, covered with a golden coat, which is amazing in beauty. On the mountain, there are beautiful lakes, white and delicate beaches, rippling blue waves, such as hanging heaven. The mountains stretching freely in the distance and the dark clouds sweeping the lake and Swan Lake in the sky form a series of shadows, which are clearer and more lonely, picturesque and surreal, like bright eyes and lovely.
Everyone has a clear spring, which washes your heart and moistens your life. Only confusion, because trivial daily life, covered up her beautiful voice, dimmed her clarity and transparency. The fire of jealousy in the heart is extinguished, the heart is dyed red with the best, and the dust of vanity will make life infinitely easy. Xu Xu muttered something in his mind, telling you clearly: Is the human mind as sinister as you think, as bleak as you!
Stay away from despicable struggles, escape from secular disputes, approach the heart of Ding Dong, and listen to the heart of Ding Dong. ......
Relive the good mood and relieve the tired mind; Cooler in later life.
Listen to the heart spring, think about the profound purity, and listen to the life of the heart spring is increasingly rich and vivid.
▲ Orange January orange light, orange light hanging gently floating frost. In the empty night sky, I feel that if you feel the rhythm and accept the dependence of the fluctuation in the moonlight, you can mix human emotions with the moonlight. In the soft moonlight, as long as your breath is an emotion, you seem to hear the beautiful singing of Liang Zhu and the elegant dream of Swan Lake ... The birth of these works is the moonlight brewed by the experienced moonlight, or the moonlight nourished by inspiration? Otherwise, how can these beautiful things restore moonlight?
■ Life is like a chess game.
A cup of tea became a bystander. In a word: "A real gentleman doesn't know a word, and a real man can break his word", which is enough to reflect the vicissitudes of chess.
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I took a sip of tea and had a conflict with my opponent. The fragrance is in the mouth and in the heart. At this point, chess is like a field. The two armies confronted each other, eyeing each other. After several rounds, the general-the car, the horse and the gun all disappeared. The unique knowledge of a pawn and a series of torn defense lines in the south of the city reversed the course of the incident and came back again. -The danger and bravery of a chess piece, never back down, always plays a decisive role. Looking around the house, cherry blossoms swirl in the air, drawing a beautiful arc. In an instant, I thought: in almost all cases, whenever there is a crisis, what is there to carry forward without you? Courage won.
However, in a powerful chess game, it is particularly capable of fighting pain, or for one purpose-fatal. Isn't life like this? Ambition can get rid of difficulties and make you do more with less money. Without an ideal person, you are only half finished. Thought is not so much progressive as walking dead. It is equal to the ambition to send charcoal in the snow, just like the light in the dark. It can really be said that there is another village in the dark!
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If the chess game is like a field, it must be a battle of wits, a fence and a strong overall concept. There seems to be an unequal relationship between black and white children. For example, albinism only wins 178 points, while sunspots still win 184 points. If you don't make progress, you will give up if you win. "Adversity makes talents." How to become wise? Chess, for the sake of the overall situation, sacrifices one person, and also safeguards the whole army. It must not be "smart with small money and confused with big things." Guess in my heart: community? They got carried away by winning some petty profits. Remember, water can carry a boat and also overturn it!
You can be cautious and learn to plan ahead. The 36-meter diversion is still very solid, and every step comes simply! Returning goods is probably a good policy. Never heard of "retreat"? When you can't have it both ways, balance the overall situation, assess the situation and have supreme wisdom!
Life-chess, life is like a chess game. One false move may lose the game. ...
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I like autumn, because its color, water, wind and harvest give people unlimited enjoyment, enrichment and reverie.
I like autumn because of its color. The colors in winter are too depressing, too bright and too boring. Summer, spring, autumn and autumn are sunny and have a pleasant feeling.
I like autumn, because autumn, like love, is the clearest in a year without any impurities. After a long time, I stayed in the mortal world and stopped at Qiu Jin Lake Station, where I could receive my mind at rest. The washing machine had a heart problem, and my mind was purified and sublimated. In the early Tang Dynasty, Wang Bai's autumn sky, I think this is a relaxed and open attitude, style and realm of praise.
I love autumn because of its autumn. I think autumn is a rotten thing, and all the winds of justice fell before this autumn. Autumn winds ward off evil spirits, the earth disappears, it is cleaner and more lovely, and the varieties are further optimized. Autumn and infinite hope. BR/>； I love autumn, because in the autumn harvest season, the land in autumn is filled with the joy of harvest, the warm pay and return everywhere, and I always appreciate the joy and warmth of hard work behind me, so I get more flavor.
I love autumn, love it and love its maturity.
Season, the cycle of seasons is a gift from nature, the most beautiful scenery in the world, and the flowers in spring. Fragrance, summer sunshine, bright children, naked snow cream in autumn and winter; The prosperity of spring, the splendor of autumn and the purity of summer and winter; Strong spring, noisy summer and autumn are high and quiet winters, spring flowers fall next month, summer and cool winter snow. Famous articles describing the four seasons, just like the changes of the four seasons, each has its own aesthetic feeling and infinite charm. The predecessors described it as the splendid season in my heart, the most beautiful autumn scenery. ....../& gt； All the observations are satisfactory. Therefore, poetry is just the beauty of many seasons and nature. Only those who appreciate it will realize it. This is a wonderful place. Autumn is the most poetic. Trees are shaded, flowers are flying, bushes are dense, plants are lush, and nature is beautiful. Gave us a better world. This is intoxicating and haunting. The flowers of woodbirds, butterflies and dragonflies on the grass represent the life of songs. Listening to cicadas in the forest, enjoying lotus flowers in Chi Pan and canoeing in the lake are the best enjoyment. A cool autumn wind, blowing on my face, feels so comfortable and magical. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the starry night, the bright moon, the bright starry sky, the breeze and the Buddha's light bring people a lot of thoughts. It attracted many painters to draw many beautiful pictures, and also attracted many literati to write poems. It's picturesque and intoxicating.
Since ancient times, autumn has been a symbol of sadness and a barometer of melancholy in life. Qu Yuan said, "The leaves of Dongting Lake curl until autumn." Song Yu said, "Sad people, autumn is also! The desolate vegetation has gone bad, get rid of it. " Cao Piyan sang the same poem. " In the bleak autumn, the weather is cool and there is no dew on the vegetation. "Depressed trees are fallen leaves, which first come to people's minds. Natural images produce a common sense mind, and the universe of four seasons will naturally think of the four seasons of life. "I don't know the number of Jia, but a leaf falls into the world. Autumn leaves fall, transitivity and sadness, "Wen Fu said." Sad leaves are fresh in autumn, and they like softness in spring. "This leads to the question of sadness and joy of the heart.
Autumn, beauty, beauty is said in the crystal.
Some people are like autumn eyes, which is the wind as autumn.
The beauty of maple trees in autumn is not only red, frosty and golden, but also brave, and more is the breeze.
When the leaves are gradually empty, Lin Qiu shows its elegance without any embellishment, and doesn't care about the prosperity and detachment of the world.
The most touching Lin Qiu reflected the sunset, drunk against the horizon in the twilight. In the evening breeze, immersed in the clear coolness and dusk, this is a very colorful tragic life experience, with a few lines of memories, but gradually faded out of the club of drunken dreams, rather than willingly.
The unrestrained emotion condenses into the chill of autumn, a gust of wind, crawling on the bare trunk with the refusal of a few dead leaves, dancing with children and shrinking. Jane, fallen leaves float into the pages of my book. Black and yellow, the carnival has broken through and failed, twisting my body, I don't know what insect bit the sore hole. I suddenly thought of worry, incomplete heart in autumn, it.
Autumn, I also like autumn very much, when the first leaf was lush, and now every leaf has come down, silently. Whenever the autumn is crisp and the curtains are floating, the melancholy impact mixed with sweetness will pull out my concerned lips with a long "Oh, falling into my heart, turning into a kind of inexplicable sadness of pregnancy."
Life will not be like a dead leaf. What? I didn't know that the dark green there turned yellow and black, fluttering and buried.
A gust of wind, the bare web page flickered and wanted to fly away. I introduced it and wanted to embed it in the book, but I felt that the book was too hot to tolerate this kind of ice. Let's get another one.
■ The full moon passes through layers of clouds, revealing a shy face with a faint blush, and pedestrians bathing in the alley lead the way. Thin, looking at the dim moon carefully, like wrapped in a layer of gauze, the whole body is slimmer. light
Come out, as if infiltrating into the earth, filled with fragrance, intoxicating. For thousands of years, people have chanted the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon, and the message is "I wish people a long life and a lovely thousand miles", showing good wishes.
Last month, after thousands of years of history, I saw through the world of mortals, and the light was still scattered in the sky. The Francis wheel in the shade seems to be lacking. During the full moon of 15, joys and sorrows witnessed too many separations and shone too much light.
This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is another full moon.
▲ Autumn in Yunnan, the autumn in the north comes so fast, tiptoe like a naughty child, people who come quietly slowly cool down, and the climate is pleasant, which makes people feel one side slowly. "This is a dream of spring grass in the pond that I didn't notice." In the north, if a certain moment comes, this season has awakened people to vaguely feel the ubiquitous, instantaneous and golden autumn. However, whether it is the slow autumn in the south or the impatient autumn in the north, it brings people a pleasant feeling and feels the beauty, sweetness and effectiveness of autumn.
△ It is near dusk, and the sun hangs obliquely in the western regions. The undulating python-like Kunlun Mountain is a stunning golden cloak. On the mountain, there are beautiful lakes, white and delicate beaches, rippling blue waves, such as hanging heaven. The mountains stretching freely in the distance and the dark clouds sweeping the lake and Swan Lake in the sky form a series of shadows, which are clearer and more lonely, picturesque and surreal, like bright eyes and lovely.
● Snowflakes gently fall on a urticaria with only black paint mottling. The bees are sleeping. Exquisite hexagonal honeycomb, like a secret letter sealed with wax. Butter, exquisite pure gold particles, after a rich collection of kings. In fact, it is more precious than gold, because bees are creatures. In the sunshine, their dreams are sweet milk, milk milk, Chinese milk vetch, rape, Sophora japonica, jujube flower, Vitex negundo, and a layer of gratitude. Tonight is like a dream, but I don't know if there is a trace of snow. If you have a lovely bee, it wakes up in the snow and smells the fragrant sky, a sacred and magical light. Unfortunately, no one was lucky enough to recover, and the flowers on the ground were tired.
★ This season, green songs have finally begun to fly, and the heart is surging. A row of stones on the shore, once again carved on the edge of spring and summer, once again kissed passionately, greatly rendered, and baked in the wave front lit by the pride of the ink splashing team. In the wet winter, my brother's enthusiasm in spring is unrestrained, avoiding it, and alternating relays to complete the task.
Looking forward to the coming of winter and spring. Repeated showers wash away all the heaviness of winter, just like waking up and opening your eyes. After the rain, all kinds of flowers and trees are naturally decorated. Peach blossoms in the garden spit out green leaves, and then the middle leaves have pink buds. Buds gradually accumulate more and more, and the longer the time, the brighter the flowers will be. The willows by the lake are hung with green branches, dancing like a slim girl in the breeze. The grass is in the field, and below it are clusters, a family, a green halo, a tender green halo, and a tender yellow halo. These lovely grasses are really like a naughty little boy, squeezing their heads in a little squeeze, and the green spring fields are covered with excavation.
Huh? Who awakened the grass?
It turns out that Miss Chun scratched the grass!
Who played with the fish?
It turns out that Miss Chun had a good time with the fish.
Every spring, Miss Chun plays with us and grows together. ......
Every spring is our happiest moment.
Miss Chun, will you stay?
We spent our golden childhood together!
○ Sudden death, winter and spring have quietly arrived in the world. Spring is a beautiful season, a poetic season, and it refers to a vigorous beginning. Since ancient times, poets have loved and praised spring, because the scenic spots in spring can be found everywhere. Walking in the garden of poetry, I saw the colorful poems of Wing Chun, which were dazzling and dazzling. Pick a few flowers at random, read them slowly, and you will be intoxicated unconsciously.
A piece of Medina, looking up at the sky, where he wears glasses and smiles. He won't forget, "the light of friendship between Medina and Bonds", Medina won't forget, where he is in the windy, light and rainy sky.
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Sky, I miss Haizi.
He lives in a small house in the mountains, and the bustling city has almost forgotten him. In front of the window, he saw desolate hills and black land, only beautiful pale hands and moon-shaped peaks.
Put the bible on. He said that the whole black land, his past and future, was separated by silent air. He forgot himself, forgot.
However, he will always remember that living on this precious earth, human beings, like plants, are happy, love and happy rain. "He will always remember that the four sisters stood on a desolate hill, and the wind blew on them all day, which he will always remember, because this is his heart and all his desire to heal the wounds in his heart.
On February 26th, he said, "Mother is like a door. I open it gently." He walks on the earth in his shoes. This is a solid and clean land, which always supports his weak body. This land can't forget him. He is the land king. He has been on such a walking distance. Cross bones on the ground. "He once wrote" Death Crossing "on the beach, crossing the grassland, and" Medina "on the horse that crossed all lightning and ran through the light of snow and sunshine. Between the two tracks, he put it down in a daze and forgot to stand up!
At night, his fucking heaven! God won't forget him, let him come back early.
That night, the world gradually found its last poem carved on the ground. Today, he and his poems will never forget.
In my dream, I often came to his coffin, and he lay quietly in the coffin in a daze and refused to stand up.
In my dream, I often come to his grave. It looks at the sky like a big round eye. Dreaming of the sky that will never be lost, I looked up and saw his smiling face with glasses. His poetic hair covers the sky, China and the land of the world.
I wasn't born to die. In a moment of my life, I crossed one of the unusable places and the sky in in my heart forever. I feel the shadow flying in the sky, and his land continues to fly. I am also willing to stare at the horizon through time and space and reach the sky. It will always belong to Haizi who accepts us.
I look back.
Forget Qi Huangong's revenge, enjoy the Upright ceremony, and welcome Guan Zhong's tolerance;
Forgetting Minister Qin Mugong to take off his hat and turn off the lights did not mediate the small gap between the mind and the heart;
Forget Tao Yuanming's "Picking chrysanthemums under the hedge, leisurely seeing Nanshan", which is a very calm one;
Forget that the materials provided by Qihuangyang are not Bichou, it is wise for any sage to avoid sharing;
Forgetting Su Shi's ship that disappeared from now on, Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life "* * * enjoying the joy;
Forget Li Bai's "Go out and laugh at the sky, our generation of Artemisia selengensis" to share with you!
-forget a state of forgetfulness. Forget what should be forgotten. A more tolerant and forgetful world than friends, when you learn to forget, you will feel the true meaning of life!
-suddenly look back, you are no longer lonely!
I remember Liu Bei, and Zhuge Liang was deeply grateful for sharing the gratitude of "dying with all my heart".
Is the heart Zhao Meng? #92; The troubles of wind and rain, the part that is separated from the beloved wife, never give up;
Xiong Jigu's pledge share is "everyone's responsibility for ups and downs";
I still remember that Wen Tianxiang's loyal share of "Robinson's heart needle stone does not guide and does not rest";
Remember that Li has the responsibility to save the world and save lives;
Remember the stubbornness of strictly fishing for Dai Li in Fuchun River;
Remember Zhou Enlai's "The Rise of China and Sharing Learning"!
-Keeping it in mind is a wake-up call. At the same time, remembering is a responsibility. Remember. Pay more attention and be more alert, which is more of a bear problem in a mature state of mind. There are many things in life, while remembering the achievements, we should also remember the wonderful things!
Remember, when I look back, you have been a serious career!
Forgetting is not forgetting many stories. Wind and rain are not bad! Let's set up the thoughts of the rulers, forget what should be forgotten, remember, and make our life more practical and wonderful!
★ Summer moonlight
Clear and quiet summer nights always give me a sense of tranquility. Clear, clear soft water, such as the meaning of moonlight pouring, financial clarity. Moonlight is soft, transparent, light and elegant.
I like to feel in the moonlight, which will precipitate water to drink. Open the window, any moonlight pours quietly on the skin, elegant and charming, fresh and meaningful, and thoughts flow naturally. If you practice moonlight, your mood will become clear and soft, thus floating, if all emotions and beautiful intelligent life are touched.
I used to count the stars in my grandmother's arms and enjoy the clear and quiet moonlight in the countryside leisurely.
The heart-to-heart talk between Jingjing campus and students, about the beauty and sadness of the clear moonlight.
Once, you and I were in the water, boating on Taihu Lake in the moonlight, enjoying the beauty of human nature. In the moonlight, the shadow of Jiangsheng lamps complements the lake. The ripples of the clear lake and the ethereal sound of the piano let me leave the feeling of indulging in the gentle south, I don't know.
The wall shadow is moving, and the suspect Zhang Sheng meets Yingying's partner in Guqintong, Xixiang, and meditates on the future. Classic and beautiful. The bright moon dyed the west window, and the faint thoughts filled the air.
In a flash, the classical implication of moonlight and modern romantic deductive aesthetics bring infinite meditation and buzz.
The absolutely clear moonlight attracted me, so I got dressed, went out, and slowly walked into the garden by moonlight in the water. Gardenia was bathed in moonlight, with dew in the cold, like a curtain of Qingyuan's dream. This plant is hard and rhythmic, and dances as lightly as moonlight by gently rocking the moon back and forth. Everything is in the moonlight. Rich in intelligence. The noise and impetuousness of the world, hesitation and hesitation melt in the moonlight in the water. Suddenly, my mind was suddenly enlightened.
Water can be drunk by moonlight. Flowing like water can inspire people.
Sit on the garden path and listen to the silence. ......
When I was alive, my laughter fell silent and I lost my confidence. I approached the footsteps of my dreams; Whether it remains firm and persistent; Sometimes, when the desert smile of the soul loses the promise of freezing the family with frost and snow, it is helpless in the heart; Green and fresh. Who is not eager for harvest, who is too painful, who does not want the branches to be full of rich life, and who is willing to turn hope into a dream flower. Constant between reality and ideal; Between the gloom and glory of the long journey, we keep forging ahead. No one wants to live a mediocre life without worldly fetters. Pack your luggage with different starting points and reach the same brilliant end. There, there is no right or wrong in life, and success is always a struggler.
"I like to go": I like to set out, only belonging to the place I arrived yesterday, even if the mountains and rivers are beautiful; Then the gentle wind; Too deep nostalgia, they become shackles; It's not just the foot that stumbles, but also the future.
"Marry happiness" has a future goal and always makes us happy. Like a grey moth, I am willing to be a prisoner's flame swing. You stop and spin the tassel quickly. In the beautiful days of infatuation, everyone can tell clearly what is sweet and what is bitter. All I know is that there is no turning back. Lost the pursuit of loss, marry happiness if you want to marry.
4. Love Life: I don't want to know if it can succeed. Since I chose the distant place, I only care about the hardships. I won't doubt if it is possible to win love, because love is a rose. Be brave and tell your heart. If I don't go, will there be cold wind and rain behind me? Since the goal is the horizon, I can only come back if I leave this world. I don't want the future to be flat and muddy, just love life and everything; Expectation.
5, helplessness ":I thought that this visit could forget your beautiful eyes, give up and trace your feelings; Autumn, the sadness that can't be blown down; Who would have thought that the end of the mountains and rivers is still the same, and love is still your shadow, just running from behind to the front.