Half a red candle, swaying is graceful feelings, soft, cold and warm. You have been away for a long time, sitting alone in the cold window, expecting your appearance, but why are you not in my sight? In the world of mortals, how many people are disappointed in finding marriage under the lamp, how many times have crushed him until he dies, and how many family ties have been disappointed. Yue Lao seems to forget that there is a way to kill two birds with one stone in the world. How can Tathagata and A Qing have both? I only hope that the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns, the lonely Buddhist temple, can accept all my thoughts and turn them into Buddhist sounds to protect men and women all over the world. -"Sitting alone in a cold window is not suitable for the world of mortals"
2. What if it succeeds? What if it fails? Temporary success will soon be overwhelmed, if you don't want to stop there, you must continue to work hard; Temporary failure is not a lifelong sin. If you don't want to be labeled as a loser, you must stand up and try again. When you have experienced success and failure, you will understand that life is like riding a roller coaster. You can quickly reach the highest point or the lowest point.
When you walk through prosperity and desolation, the so-called success and failure are just an experience in life. Try to look at the gains and losses indifferently and keep a calm heart, so that you will not be carried away by success and will not be easily crushed by failure. -"Through Prosperity and Desolation"
3. From strangeness to familiarity, it is because of your persistence, and from familiarity to strangeness, it is because I am soft-hearted. I'm like a flower fragrance for a while. It's fate to float by, and I won't be demanding what I will leave behind. Just like the footprints left by passers-by on the slow road, I will eventually be buried by the wind and rain, and there will always be a fork in the road of life as before, so that life will not be so crowded and drifting. I saw a snake shadow in the cup, and I was the only shadow under the moon, so I hid in the darkness to make everything worse, so as to find my comfort now and comfort myself.
I have been longing for the glory in front of me, but I have gradually lost the warmth around me. I grew up buying bamboo slips and returning pearls, and I am used to it. Looking back, I found myself missing too many fireworks, looking at the traces of autumn outside the window alone, and looking at the gray sky in the distance, the clouds in the sky seemed so abrupt. When life is gone, time is gone, and a touch of yellow is accompanied by the wind, you realize that the sky is high and the clouds are light. -"The sky is high and the clouds are light, which is also a kind of beauty."
Before my eyes, I was covered by dense fog. I used to be able to see far, far ahead, but now I can only see the square under my feet. Take a small step carefully, fearing that the next step is a cliff, and every step is very difficult. When I can't stand such suffering any longer, another road appears before me, without the fog of terror, which is a better choice.
One was once believed to be correct and had gone a long way, and the other was a better way. How to choose the right one? Maybe it's time to stick to it for a while, and then everything will go back to the way it used to be; Maybe it's time to give up decisively, end the pain now and seize the opportunity now. A lost emotion torments not only one person, but also two people, and perhaps a third person lives in pain. How to choose, don't look at the status quo, look at the voice in your heart, it will take you through the fog, or go another way. -"Lost Feelings"
When my heart has all of you, my heart will always belong to you, no matter the flowers bloom or fall, no matter the rain or shine. Let you become an unchanging heart. We don't need the vows of three generations, and we don't need the love passed down from generation to generation. As long as we can't miss your love this time, we will meet and know each other and fall in love. Rich or poor, we will never abandon each other. This is a blessing or a curse. We will share the burden, cherish each other and live a happy life. ..
The night is as cool as water, and the old trees in front of the window are still lonely and touching, which is very touching. Let restless thoughts caress my heart again, knowing that I am always quiet behind the curtain. Waiting, dream window fantasy is my heart that I have never let go, just waiting for you. As soon as you appear, in the world of mortals, you are in love with each other. -"This life is reincarnation, just waiting for a fate"
6. Once, youth was so beautiful, like a ray of bright sunshine, shining warmly on my chest; Once, youth was so beautiful, like a faint breeze, sweeping away the desolation and sadness of the world. Jiangnan, with soft mountains and warm water, has youthful faces that we will never forget, and those youthful faces may be ourselves; Maybe it belongs to someone else. I feel blue in the misty rain.
Youth makes me feel inexplicably disappointed. I thought all the encounters were reunions after a long separation, but in fact, I had to say goodbye to last summer. Time is too thin, and I am too young to think back for a while. The world of mortals trapped my fleeting time, and I felt extremely lost. It was wordless pain and heartfelt melancholy. Youth is so beautiful, mountains and water can be paired together, the day and the month can be irrelevant, and the city that once promised the end of time is getting thinner and thinner in the drizzle. -"To Youth-to Heartbreaking Melancholy"
7. I germinate in spring and grow up with you. Summer came, and I raised my little head in shame. If you can't see me, I am struggling to grow up, afraid that this life will leave any impression in your world. I desperately want to be like you, so I opened your petals as golden as sunshine and turned them into a small sun. I try to bloom, bloom for you and smile for you ... Unexpectedly, I attracted colorful butterflies, hardworking bees and unknown insects, but you didn't stay for me for a second. I am still grateful to be able to fly in your sunshine in my most beautiful season.
After the prosperity, youth fell to the ground and was injured. Summer gives me joy and sadness. Looking back, I feel very sad. Everyone's youth has been brilliant, but unfortunately only memories are fragrant afterwards. Youth, like fireworks, gives people a confusing beauty, but fireworks are fleeting, and everything becomes empty after prosperity. -"Planting Sunflowers"
8. The sad dawn washes away the desolate dust, tears are buried in the rainy season, and lies become melodious and frivolous. The invisible heart has spent a sad winter, falling from the sad sixteenth floor to the horizon, and I can't see the nostalgia of tomorrow's love. I heard lies with paper cranes blessing, bitter jazz in coffee, and missed love, lazily folding gentleness into paper cranes. Put it in your hand.
Mottled temperature. Idle in the blue rainy season. Feibian heard the smiling face of past lives, which is already the dust of the past. In the middle of the month, I drank wine into my heart, sang melodious songs, looked back at the fallen figure and shook my head. It turns out that love is so easy and simple. It is easy to give up for no reason, which is very sad. Emotional bar has become an interpretation of love nostalgia. Who can remember who said that he would love me forever first? After too long, he forgot the last feeling and became a wine without aftertaste. Time is talking about holding hands, which becomes ridiculous. -"Sad Melody"
9. Reminiscent of that experience, how many top guns fell on the side of the road and were buried by the years. The dream that once placed hope dried up in the beauty of falling flowers, leaving only the clues of withering. The story always goes on, and you can't help being pushed. It doesn't matter if you don't forget. What else will there be in this life?
Vague past events, constantly emerging in my mind, vaguely, like tidbits, have been compiled into the preface of life. Always talk to the mirror, always thinking that you can let go of loving yourself. The density I can experience is like the rain in Mao Mao, with no end in sight. Maybe this is our destination. We want to escape but we can't get rid of it.
Sometimes I always think that if time can go back to the past and change the way of life, wouldn't you have so many regrets at that time? The entanglement of giving up and missing seems to be a description in a few words forever. The melancholy left behind is full of overlapping time, but it can't tell the vicissitudes of the past. Only the dim moonlight moistens the bitter smile. -"Still water is silent, and the fragrance is full of sleeves"
10, but what if it is smooth? After a while, a new wound may sneak up on me in the same place. Sometimes I want to sprinkle some salt on the wound, so that the pain is complete and the pain is almost the same. Time is like a one-way ticket, with no end and no starting point. What we can do is to enjoy the scenery along the way on the train, take photos and wait for the photos of that year to be re-exposed. When I saw the people on the train getting up and down, they were like passers-by in my life, stayed in my memory for a moment, and then left in a hurry. In the face of some people, all I can do is smile without saying a word and laugh it off. They didn't leave a strong impression on my life. Why should I write an inscription for them?
Time is always so fast. Facing the story that happens every day, I seem to be transformed into a scavenger. I am always eager to pick up fragmentary happiness and incomplete memories and try to piece them together. Although incomplete, there is also an incomplete beauty. -"Time flies like yellow"