Spring water! Another year has passed, and it is still blowing slightly. Can I take another photo? Quanshui thanked me calmly and said, "My friend! I have never left a shadow, not only for you. " Twenty, the mountain is independent, and the universe is occupied by one person? Three three, flowers in the corner! When you admire yourself, the world becomes smaller. 43. Has Chun spoken? But her great hidden power is so gentle to the world!
62. I want to hold on to the "past" years, but in the warp and weft of time, I weave the "present" silk! 65, just a lone star! In the boundless darkness, I wrote down the loneliness of the universe. On July 1 day, I was floating like a cloud, and I really felt that the universe was too lonely! Seven or six, loneliness increases depression, and busyness eradicates troubles-my friend! Happiness lies in continuous work! My friend, don't let the spring breeze fool you, its color is not as good as flowers!
Eight seven, young man! Just looking back? The world cannot stop moving forward. Ninety-nine, smart guy! In this lonely world, you can only carry the lamp of "confidence" in the dark. One hundred and two, my question-my heart, is silent in the light. My dream, but let me understand in the dark! One, two, the bigger the wave, the happier the rock standing in silence. 134, fate is like a sea breeze-blowing a boat of youth, swaying in the ocean of time.
137, be quiet! In this endless world, I, a weak person, should only smile and not say anything. 174, young man, pay attention to the description. Time is turning the page. Please write!
Brief introduction of the author
Bing Xin (190010.05-1999.02.28), female, formerly known as Xie Wanying, was born in Changle, Fujian, a poet in China, a modern writer, translator, children's literature writer, social activist and essayist. The pen name Bing Xin is taken from There is a Bing Xin in the Jade Pot.