Life is a kind of fate. When it started, it was like a spring breeze. When it was over, Mo Wen came and went, and everything was fate. Fate is the purity of snow in a silver bowl and the warmth of red in a quiet stove. Whether it is the touch of blue hidden in my heart or the first glimpse of life, the most beautiful thing is the process of meeting.
Zhang Ailing said: Among thousands of people, you met the person you met. In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, neither earlier nor later, you happened to catch up. There is nothing else to say, but gently ask, "Oh, are you there?"
I think there is a kind of beauty, a clear encounter, a silent companionship and a silent understanding in this world, such as blue sky and white clouds, rivers embracing streams, and green leaves and red flowers setting each other off.
With the warmth in my heart, a lily blooms, and with a smiling mind, a person's name is written in a bright smile. Grass is green and yellow, bloom flowers fall, spring goes and spring comes, and you and love are always there. This is the fate of a lifetime.
Time, sometimes, is really like a cool teenager. When you meet someone, your life will be full. During the light years, if you can meet someone you like, you can enjoy the moon and sing poems together. It is silent and beautiful. When you meet someone, you will look fragrant.
Just keep some happiness in your heart. You don't have to express it in words. If you are warm, you won't be lonely. For example, the songs you like to listen to will always be hummed gently when no one is around. I like reading, and I always read it gently when I am lonely, but the person who has been lying in my heart will always be remembered when I dream back in the middle of the night. Although, because of the long time, I can't remember his eyebrows and those past thousands of turns, but in my heart, only beauty is left.
Everyone has a city in his heart, simple or bright, with a bright moon, a flower and a shadow, looking at each other quietly, remembering it in his heart and cherishing it. A true feeling, deep love, shallow disclosure, everything, all in the bottom of my heart. Always believe that not all parting is sentimental, and some petals fall, not for withering, but for a more beautiful flowering period.
Meeting is the fate of life, and the distance between hearts comes from the accumulation of bits and pieces. There is always some attachment, hiding in the corner of time and practicing for love; It's always a little simple. Written in the time like water, let my heart grow moved, let me keep the agreement, let me write in the warmth of my heart. After many years, there will still be eternity of love at first sight.
Maybe it's just an episode in life, but it moistens like water, making beauty bloom in the years, weaving green warmly, and making the heart sound clear and close, in order to stop missing and be warm to each other in the bright days.
Through the thin time, I wrote a heartfelt word, let fate fly, let the passionate words stay, and let the secret softness be properly collected.
May everyone in life be happy.