Text/Jin Guifei
The fate of the world is mostly in a cup of laughter. Shallow margin and deep margin are all in the cycle of separation and integration.
That day, I rode like a horse in Pengcheng. 36-minute scrolling 1 15km witnessed the legend of this century.
New fire makes new tea, and poetry and wine take time. Our party is 40, 50 and 60 years old. Sitting around the table, although the beauty is old and young, she only remembers the flowers but not the years. After half a century's life, everyone has learned to let go of the aura, fame and fortune, and the pain and tempering in life. What's wrong with looking back and looking forward to the future? We teased together, red wine moistened our lips, a faint fragrance floated, tea was crisp, and the fragrance of green yarn penetrated. We forgot whose eagle and geese were flying in the distance. Squeezed in a corner of the noisy city, drinking and drinking is not a fleeting time, just the place where life begins. Who was fooled by who and who left the classic? Round after round of cups, I heard the true face of hippie Harry several times, forgetting that it was late at night and the way home was near. In a hurry to catch up with the colorful minutes, I wrapped the memories buried for several years with laughter. In the fence of time, running all the way, I was just right.
From Taohua Lake to Jinxiu Weiyang, some people are legends. Today, we meditate in the depths of human fireworks. No matter old friends or good friends, we can pay more attention to the most delicious and joyful tastes in the world.
Meeting is another cycle of life. Being able to withstand reincarnation is an all-encompassing generosity. Without this generosity, there will be no meeting and a smile.
When friends get together, there is always an intersection point, which can make each other's fate continue. It is also a blessing to meet someone who holds a lamp for you in the vast sea of people. Every crossing in the world has its own reasons, and more fruits are planted in Huigen. "One string and one column miss the years, saint Zhuangzi daydreaming, butterflies bewitch ... the blue fields breathe their jade to the sun." (Li Shangyin) A flower and a world, a leaf and a bodhi will be at peace.
Life is beautiful, half is mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, half is human fireworks. The most important thing is that the light is on, and a table of friends and relatives sit around leisurely and push a cup for a change. In the memory of the most beautiful scenery in each other's aftertaste, even if there have been bumps, it is also a place where life is stocked and grown together, and the memories of * * * are the source of happiness. Just like: The most delicious taste in the world is Qing Huan. Why do you dream of soft language? The moment when the heart blooms is already a pot of ecstasy.
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