Time always flies, and it's scary to rush by. The most important thing is that we can't stay in the world. Many times, we will get old before we live seriously.
Life is a journey, and you never know what you will encounter. We have to face it and leave it. We can only wave goodbye calmly and cherish each other.
Life is always like this, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes lonely, sometimes lively, but it can't stop this road. Seemingly heartless, it is also a vicissitudes of life. Sometimes I really want to thank myself for my persistence and make my life richer and richer through experience.
I remember a poem saying that a day is too short to embrace the morning, and it is already dusk. A year is too short to savor the deep red sinus green in early spring, so pack some autumn cream. Life is too short to enjoy the years, it is too late. "Yes, time is always too hasty, as if the handwriting written last year has not yet dried up, and this year's chapter is already in cold and hot weather."
Many simple overlapping days have just dispersed, and life waits for no one. Holding our heads up and hands up, some things are separated by the other side of time, but we are used to counting the fallen flowers in time and thinking about the past. But in those years of deja vu, how much of the past can we start over?
I don't know when I started, but I no longer crave things that are too bright. I just wish the days would go slowly, the sun is getting warmer and warmer, and I like things with time more and more, such as thread-bound books, such as porcelain with time. Maybe this is the so-called old mentality. How old were you before? You just came here. Some people say that when your heart is really close to yourself, maybe.
An ideal life, with like-minded partners, friends who enjoy side by side, and relatives who never leave, does not seek adequate food and clothing, but only physical and mental warmth. Days will eventually return to the true colors of life. If you can embrace time as a flower in the clear and peaceful fireworks, why not get old?
When people reach a certain age, they no longer cling to it, and they begin to learn to let go of what they can't let go. The past of those experiences will also be turned out from time to time, but it is like touching an old object. There is not much beauty in my heart, just collecting, and I begin to yearn for warmth. I like sitting in the sun for a long time, and I start to care less. It's good to be with friends and relatives.
I began to feel the importance of health, like things that last longer, look at everything around me tenderly, miss it secretly, love it deeply, start to learn to be grateful, and know how to live a dull, true love and healthy life. Even those busy days are a kind of happiness.
The power of life is not to expect every ray of sunshine to illuminate you, but to know how to open a window for yourself when you are desperate.
Life may bloom beautifully in the most bitter and difficult time, but it is not that you can get profound results as always, nor that you will have a smooth journey if you hold yourself tight.
In the depths of time, mountains are always picking up and throwing away. For the rest of my life, there will always be uncertainty. How can everything go well? A person's maturity lies in that no matter what setbacks or life experiences you have experienced, at the crossroads of time, you can finally say hello, years.
There are many strange things in the world, and there are scenes everywhere. Drinking tea under the flowers, the heart is fragrant, listening to the rain under the eaves, the heart is poetic, running in the Yuan Ye, the heart is broad. If you have gentle persistence in love and beauty, your life will be beautiful enough.
There are too many things that laity can't let go of all their lives. In fact, no matter how depressed their emotions are, they are just temporary joys and sorrows. Let it go. At the next intersection, you will still see bloom Yanlai in spring, green and cool in summer, full moon in autumn and full snow in winter.
If you have a beautiful and quiet world of mortals, it is an elegant bloom, a branch lingering in the years, a cycle of gathering and scattering, a rhyme of turning around, a pure joy of fireworks, and a pure beauty given by time to the cool breeze and bright moon.
Waking up every day is a new starting point. Every day's sunshine will be warm, and the rushing years will be the time to come and go. Under the roof of the world, the days are always on the road, and every starting point and end point of life are enriching their own life experiences. If you are far away, you don't have to chase.
Although the water outside the window is very thin and the mountains are very cold, the heart can also dress up all the way, live with joy, live ups and downs with a normal heart, live every moment calmly, accept it gently and send it away gently, and life will smile at you when you smile.
The days are rushing, and we are drifting away from each other in our feelings. Although we don't like to say goodbye, there will still be separation, because only by letting go will there be a new beginning; Although sometimes there will be hesitation, only when faced with it can we see a brand-new landscape.
The post of life may not last forever, but at the intersection of years, there will always be new encounters, loneliness and helplessness, as well as joy and understanding. After all, time has never spared us, and neither have we.