Unconsciously, the clear autumn is deep, the leaves fall in a yellow posture, swaying sad songs and falling on the earth in the autumn wind. In this way, a long, long spring went to Qiu Lai, and passed by me repeatedly. Seeing things and thinking about people, it is inevitable to touch the scene and feel emotional. At dusk, I meditate and sigh that it is another time like water, but the years are old and the time is weak.
Sitting in front of the window watching the sunset glow, it seems that this pace of life will always make people physically and mentally exhausted and boring every day. The world is like a net, and we are trapped in it. No matter how hard we struggle, we can't get rid of life. What can I say if I'm so unhappy? Yes, that's true. The only thing that matters is how to accept and bear.
Taste life and suffer from self-knowledge. I am used to everyday life. Sometimes, I long for a place where my heart can taste quietly and be alone with myself. Even if I'm lonely, it's much better than boring. I won't remember it by pinching a few old things gently. Perhaps, in the face of monotonous life, when people are lonely or bored, they often enrich their souls with memories of the past.
Through the long river of time, through the emotional trough years, no matter what kind of struggle I suffer inside, what I can destroy is still a person's loneliness, wandering around, wandering on the edge of sadness and joy, gradually forgetting how to continue writing many past stories, and this broken pen can no longer touch my inner joy of writing sadness between my fingers.
Dusk is a person's quiet, with a calm heart, my thoughts are not so upset. Standing at the window, staring at the sunset, once again dyed the south of the Yangtze River red. People in the town come and go dressed up in prosperous years, but I seem so lonely, and my inexplicable thoughts spread from my heart to my eyes. At this moment, even if the heart is lonely again, it is lonely and helpless.
Looking for the sunset glow on my way home, I'm a little anxious. I know that behind the awning, the night is coming and time is passing at my fingertips. Always so quiet, disapprovingly walked by. Always come in a hurry, go away in a hurry, leaving too many sighs, making people unconsciously fall into a daze, reading that time flies, and those old fragments are once again meditating in the lonely desolation, so they are filled with emotion.
On the road of life, many people come and go and suddenly become passers-by. The past in the world of mortals, the meeting of fate, and the parting are more tears. I learned to cherish the only fate in time, but I can't cherish it after all. Perhaps, when we first met, God had already arranged the final outcome. How can I stay if I want to leave? I have to leave my world. If I want to stay, I don't need to stay, I will always be there.
In the emotional world, a person's mind will inevitably be baptized by a mature age, which is long enough to teach a person who does not know how to love and cherish the present. Actually; Nothing can witness the truth better than the length of time, because; Some things that can't be seen through will gradually be seen through with the passage of time. Some people don't understand the personnel experience to understand that things are different, and the rest are just ridiculous.
Life is practice, and mind cultivation is mind cultivation. After a long walk, you will always miss a long section of scenery. When you meet some people, you will understand something. There is no shortage of experience in growth, and experience is the key to maturity. Sometimes, just like those who quietly broke into their own world, they disappeared in a blink of an eye and never saw each other again, leaving a nostalgic heart full of many memories. However, after many years, all the memories have become the past.
At sunset, wind and smoke broke the dusk. This evening reminds me a lot, and it also makes me think a lot. For the beautiful and changeable world in front of us, we all need to move forward ideologically, take a different journey and remember to forget. Everything is like this, time is ruthless. What is precipitated should be forgotten, and what is forgotten is still missed. It's been a long time, changing again and again, telling stories again and again, making people aging again and again.
Life is an extremely complicated lesson, some contents need to be understood, and some contents need to be opened by yourself, to understand the true meaning and to experience self-knowledge. Time is a heart sutra, a heart sutra full of the past and the future. Many times, we don't need to read. This heart sutra has been silent in a corner of our hearts, having seen all the prosperity and heard all the endings.
No matter how beautiful the sunset glow is, it will always disappear. The wind and smoke send away the dusk, and the stars greet the night. This is like how many things will show what we don't want to see behind people's mistakes. Time is an eternal theme. No matter how many things come and go, they will come and go at a certain time and place, and Qian Fan will still go to Qiu Lai in the spring. The long road, the story of life continues again and again, and the most helpless thing is the final ending, which writes the dust of the past as rain.