Bloom flowers fall, and the days pass quietly at the fingertips. I still can't escape the sad hug. My heart is like a mirror, and the clear reflection reflects my melancholy eyes, blurred on the edge of the world of mortals.
Night, getting deeper and deeper, so quiet, I can hear the clock ticking, slipping second by second, just like the heartbeat, beating rhythmically, feeling the existence of the world of mortals, day and night.
The lotus in the pond bloomed again, but I didn't go to see it. I remember the sunset that year, faint and light, and I remember turning around and leaving, shallow. It turns out that some things are hidden in my heart, but they have never been revealed.
Perhaps, those past stories have long been engraved on the heart wall without going back one by one. Over time, if the murals in Dunhuang are deep or shallow, then in a certain section of the world of mortals, or the sun is shining high, or the moonlight is bright, the pain and sadness in the heart will suddenly become a river.
Time outside the window, slowly flowing, the heart inside the window, no longer want to touch the scenery outside the window, just want to let time pass by bit by bit, understand, no longer retain, just like people who have left. (article reading network: www.sanwen.net)
The sky is not old, the feelings are hard to get rid of, the heart is like a double screen, and there is a Qian Qian in it, so it is also a destination of the heart. At first, some knots just couldn't be untied. In fact, we all understand, but we just refuse to admit it.
We people in the world of mortals, like shadows, or strolling somewhere, or stopping somewhere, all kinds, or happy, or sad, or laughing, or crying, or quiet, or trance ... but we are used to smiling when it appears in other people's eyes, and we will know whether it is happy or sad in our hearts.
Perhaps, when we laugh in the world of mortals, we are really happy. However, when I turned around and was alone, my heart felt a little sad in such a hurry. It's shallow. I'm used to it.
It turns out that many things have a certain time limit. Love, two stops, beginning and end, the process is a romantic interpretation. Friendship, also cut out for a period of time, flows quietly, and we count the fleeting time. Family, starting at one point in the online segment and ending at another point in the online segment, hold hands for a lifetime.
Soft world of mortals, three thousand worlds, whoever leaves, who waits, smiles at the troubles of the world, ignoring the passage of time, which is happiness, attitude towards life, smile, attitude towards life, sadness, attitude towards the mind, meditation, attitude towards the mind.
A hundred flowers are blooming, the fragrance is full, life is sunny, it is a flaming flame, it is a happy face, bloom is dying, and there is no intention to struggle. The soul is a blue scene on the horizon, a long sea and melancholy eyes.
Smiling like a flower is the face of the world of mortals, indifferent as water, and a gesture of the mind. Glass world, I, after all, can't always be sunny and weak, but I still like and get used to sadness.
Not unhappy, just, occasionally sad. It's not that I'm tepid, but that I also like being intoxicated and sad. It's not that a piece of paper is warm, but that I'm used to a piece of paper full of sadness.
Back to reality, my life is still happy, so I gave it warmth. I still remember that when I chose the melancholy style, I gradually got used to hiding my sadness in words, drying my tears and memories, and then smiling in front of you before the rain.
That night, my friend asked, why are words always so sad? I said, maybe, in my bones, it is half sadness, half warmth, and so is my heart, half seawater and half flame.
The sky is as cool as water, the moonlight is bright, and the heart is like sea water. Mirage, sunrise, Dongshan, heart like a flame. Therefore, the heart of the world of mortals is half seawater and half flame.
Postscript: Therefore, meditation, heart, or accustomed to sad words, happiness is just a gesture of life.
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