With a touch of sincerity, leaning lightly on the corner of the season, the fleeting wind blows gently, and always believe that time can take away the most beautiful years, and the years can portray the appearance of aging, but those who have passed by The brilliance of those years, the feelings immersed in time, finally stay in the depths of memory, brightening the years and fragrant life.
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? Time is the best companion. In every day that is gone forever, it comforts the mixed emotions in the passing years; day after day, the heart's The warmth just waits for the scheduled reunion, and it blooms in an instant.
? Staggering aimlessly, unfamiliar faces come and go in the familiar streets, memories that cannot be abandoned are dwelling in a corner of my heart, and lovesickness only needs a light touch, and flowers will fall all over the sky. A love that will never let go.
? The hurdles that I once thought I couldn’t get over have been crossed before I knew it, and I have gone very far... Time is really amazing. The sadness that I once couldn’t let go of has become... In the past, even the tears shed for it became redundant.
? Move forward step by step, and often look back to see how far you have come, and see if you have matured bit by bit. I am very grateful for the urging of time, which makes me gradually stronger. .
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? I used to hold on to my hatred for some people. Every step he took was like reliving those painful moments, making the hatred heavier and heavier. I thought I would drag this hatred with me throughout my life, but as I walked, I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. It turned out that I had let go of all the hatred and forgived those who had hurt me. Only when I lost my hatred did I realize , Hatred is a very tiring thing. It will only hurt yourself and will not have any impact on others.
Looking back on the people I missed so much yesterday, they are slowly becoming less important now. If you are not here, why should I miss you?
? People are always like this, maybe there are too many stories, and before I have time to read them, they become yesterday, too late to miss, and suddenly the strings of the kite are cut, and there is no intersection anymore.
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There is a window in everyone's heart. When you open it, you will see the fireworks of the world. When you close it, you will see the Zen heart of clouds and water. Zen is like a flower. When it blooms in the heart, life will suddenly become brighter. . Live a simple life by seeing mountains as mountains and water as water, and happiness will follow you all the way. In the misty years, some things can only be understood and seen clearly after thousands of mountains and rivers and years have passed. The impetuousness of youth will transform peacefully and profoundly in the course of life. The beauty of life lies in the peace and tranquility after experiencing the ups and downs of life. Enron is a kind of tranquility deep in the years; it is a kind of beauty after prosperity, and it is the calmness after tasting the thousands of turns in life. Cherish the moment and you will be at peace.
If possible, be a plain-colored woman! Guard yourself in the deepest mortal world, hold on to the initial excitement and joy, be kind, gentle, and warm.
I know that all experiences are gifts of time, and all the past will one day turn into the smile on my lips, the wind is light and the clouds are light. So, in this quiet summer, with a lotus-like mind, let me collect the sweat shed by youth; treasure the petals of love; pick up the warmth of family affection, and always believe that as long as you have a good heart, you will never grow old. , As long as there is scenery in our hearts, there will be no path full of flowers. In fact, the happiness we expect is always on the way.
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I have always believed that the best state of mind is not to avoid traffic, but to build a fence and plant chrysanthemums in your heart. The hustle and bustle of the world will always make people tired. Find a leisurely afternoon, close the window of your soul, isolate yourself from the hustle and bustle of the world, have a cup of tea and a book, and you will have a quiet time. With tea, you can taste the flavors of life; with books, you can find the refuge of your soul. Embracing a meter of sunshine in your arms, mixed with the fragrance of books, letting your flowing thoughts ripple in the seasons, life gracefully turns into a flower in this leisurely time.
I have always liked the light fragrance, just like the fragrance of orchids, not ostentatious, not heavy, but also fragrant and pleasant. Light is the background of life, as light as water, the source of life; as light as the breeze, gentle and leisurely. Walking in the world, experiencing all kinds of experiences and searching, the most beautiful thing is to have an indifferent heart. Lightness is in the years; tranquility is in the heart; and happiness is in the eyebrows.
Pick up a flower that has faded in the passing years, fade away the glitz on your fingertips, embrace a leisurely and poetic feeling, drink with the time, pick up the flower and smile, find a spiritual peach blossom garden in the corner of time, let the time go away, and the years As time goes by, looking back, I hope we still have a heart as clear as before.
The youthfulness of youth dwells in the passing time, silently counting the length of longing. I still remember that sunny afternoon, with the clear soup and noodles, I walked through the flower-scented path with the grace of a girl and the ignorance of youth, and met the young man who smiled at me. Those falling petals are the first letter you gave me; that bright smile is the first beauty you gave me. The encounter was like the blossoming of a tree. I read too much warmth in your eyebrows. Even after many years, I remembered that even though we were separated by years of cold and warmth, separated by mountains and rivers, it was still so clear. So beautiful.
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In the silhouette of time, how many encounters are warm and how many partings are melancholy. The past travels through time, whose eyes have been wetted? Care travels through the soul, whose thoughts are warmed? It seems that I can still touch the warmth of the past when I reach out. Looking back at the evening, you are no longer in the dimly lit place. Those who held each other's hands; the old oaths of friendship were finally scattered among the flowing water and falling flowers. Time always ruthlessly takes away something, and then makes us miss it. Perhaps the beauty of life lies in the traces of time left between encounters and separations. The unrepentant smile between your eyebrows is what I have written over the years. The most beautiful stroke. So if we meet, no matter whether it is fate or calamity, if we meet lightly and hide deeply, if we are at peace with each other, it will be a sunny day.
Meeting or separation are inevitable. The fate of the past has long been changed by the years. Time, in our never-forgetting and low-brow smiles, gradually goes away. Years of never forgetting is just an unforgettable stroke in life. There are so many people coming and going in this world, so many of them pass by, and so many of them are unforgettable. No matter how beautiful some scenery is, it does not belong to you. Some emotions, passing by each other, are already the best ending. In the memories, they will always remain. Some moments can warm the entire past.
Life is a colorful painting drawn with emotions; time is like a book written with experiences, full of joys and sorrows. Vicissitudes of life are an experience; indifference is a kind of wisdom; happiness is a feeling; ups and downs are the taste of life; colorfulness is the color of life. The most precious thing is memories; the most beautiful thing is innocence; the thing that makes us grow the most instantly is suffering. Every experience will enrich life; every gathering and separation is a sublimation of life. Let the sunshine penetrate the fog of life and illuminate every corner of life. Sometimes what life needs is the freedom and ease of looking back and smiling.