The sun is a flying heart, but it can't cross the misty mountains and span a whole year. But the furthest distance is not the interval between life and death; The longest road is not the distance between the sun and the moon.
The moon is also a flying heart, roaming in the Tianhe River and playing in the dark. However, it is not the lamp that illuminates life; It is not the ears and eyes that see through the world.
Home country is a protective box, and the sky of life is bigger than the sky.
Missing is the wing of the soul, while love is a feather that keeps cutting.
Flying heart, day or night, rain or shine, flying is a lifetime.
(2) Spring application
The application for spring is a poem expressed by a wooden plow, and the seedlings are arranged evenly in the field.
The application in spring is Li Tao's way home. Wherever she goes, there is a bloody rainbow.
The application in spring is a reminder of the mountain to the river. How high the mountain is, how big the sea is.
In the application of spring, horizontally, it is a ridge and horizontally, it is a peak.
The application for spring is an expedition of years. The mountains and rivers do not move, and the sun and the moon are long.
(3) Neighbors
Honesty is the neighbor of feelings, and harmony is their common windbreak.
The mountains and the earth are neighbors for generations, and each river is a three-foot lane that gives way to each other.
Day and night are neighbors separated by time. No night, no day.
Love and hate, good and hate, are all on the other side of love.
Men and women are neighbors, and morality is the highest wall in the world.
Life without neighbors is an island, and a heart without neighbors is a soul without home. ...
(4) Time and life
When the sun walks, it always stops at dusk, but only leaves one footprint a day.
A person is a book, time is the binding line of life, no matter how long, the ending is the punctuation of quatrains.
Time is a river that never freezes, and love is a flaming mountain that cannot be immersed in wind and rain.
Time and people will always walk on the same route. The camp of time is spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the camp of people is home country.
Although time passes by people every day, he never neighbors laziness.
Living is the warehouse of time, and those who cherish time also cherish themselves; People who waste time are also wasting themselves.
(5) Untitled
Shadow is a supplement to the body. As people walk in different directions, the shadow faces in different directions.
He who sees the world with his eyes will never see himself; It is not necessarily gold that shines, but it will shine wherever it is placed;
Clouds that cover the sun may not rain, but there will be clouds when it rains. Lies are window grilles in winter. Although they are beautiful, they will never enter spring.
Where there is will, there is no noble birth. Grass and trees are children in spring, but sometimes grass climbs higher than trees.
Stick to the innocent grandson and never accept bribes from the night; People who speak with their hearts sleep on the mountain of love every day.
(6) Bowl
Bowl is the old soul on the Sansheng stone, which lasts with time every day;
Bowl is the lifebuoy of human life, and the bowl is the mountain that the grains climb over;
Some people waved the bowl as a drunken fist of Jingyanggang, while others held it as the crown of * * * and China.
Bowl is a prosperous Sichuan, which has broken through the ups and downs of the years again and again.
Bowl is the mother's breast. There are 56 pairs of children who don't get enough milk, and generations of women and men don't get enough milk.
Bowl is a lamp that illuminates people's lives. Try to use rustless lamp wires. As long as people are not lazy, life will never end.
(7) button
You are the amulet of the people, and you will never leave.
During the day, you erect a long dike in the personal restricted area; At night, you are separated by Tianhe into a cowherd and a weaver girl.
Without you, morality will depreciate. Without you, even the most beautiful ketone body is an animal body.
You won't have an eternal reunion until human life stops standing.
(8) Run a fiery heart
Life is no longer a business card of poverty, and life is no longer a cold winter.
Money is not the thickest thing in the family, and the highest position is not the mountain. Autumn has the last words of spring, and the sea has rivers. Faith.
Not all fields grow gold, and not all immortals fly to the moon palace. A fiery heart is never afraid of snowy mountains and grasslands, but it can never break through the barriers of emotion.
Day and night are the home that the sun and the moon can't leave. But in the days when farmers plant, there will never be an evening sunset. ...
(9) A good heart is tireless.
A good man's heart is the companion of time, and he will never rest on Sunday. The frost and cold through the glass will never stand the test of the sun.
The weight of the heart depends on others, and the size of the heart is also measured by others-the best doctor can't see his own illness; Even the most advanced hairdressers don't cut their own hair. It's like washing clothes day and night.
Rivers, you can't wash your face.
A good man's heart is tireless. A good man's heart is a lamp and the sun. It never has a shadow, nor does it give others darkness.
(10) Time
Time is a passer-by at the door. Some people read it as a poem, while others read it as a song.
Home is the nest where the sun and the moon have trodden. Some people regard it as a boat, others regard it as a car.
The sun during the day registers people's lives, and the moon at night is anchored in people's acacia dreams.
Time helps people with reverie every day, and satirizes the wrinkles on mother's face with spring pollen every year.
Every year, the sun and the moon are golden and silver shuttles in the hands of time, weaving the days into seven colors and the mountains into colorful constellations of * * * and the country.
Time is a flower in a white robe, and time is a river flowing at the foot of the sun, moon and stars.
(1 1) father
My father is a mountain that I can't climb all my life, and a campus that I can't walk out of all my life.
Home is a boat that my father ferried his life, rocking it from morning to night, and then from night to the next tomorrow …
Father goes to work before dawn every day and comes back at sunset every day. The mound in front of the door and the mountain behind the house are all the shoulders that my father can't carry.
My father is the source of my life, and I have gone through the most challenging twists and turns in my life in his shadow. ...