-Ye Zi's inspirational article
When I saw this sentence elsewhere, I hesitated for a long time and felt a kind of warmth and emotion inexplicably.
Sometimes a word is worth a thousand words, enough to warm all the desolation and indifference in my heart.
Always wanted to be a quiet walker,
Leave yourself in the deepest part of the world of mortals and keep the original bud and joy.
Or get stuck in the light and shadow, and look through those vague old dreams.
Time is like a glass of still water, which is still deep and can still flow deeply.
But this mood has nothing to do with romance, the water has passed away.
Standing at the crossroads of time, I look back at the beauty and gentleness I have passed.
Many people, many things, many desires and longings that used to be flowery,
Still flowing slowly in the long river of years, looking back silently.
Counting each paragraph of emotional words, more or less reveals a touch of melancholy and heaviness.
There is also a kind of unprovoked melancholy and confusion.
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Reach out my hand, and the water color pours out from my fingers like quicksand, like an enchanting and decisive butterfly.
No matter how tightly you hold your hand, no matter how hard you try to hold the years that have never been desolate in your life,
Youth is like a feast of the whole city, with heavy makeup on the stage and a luxurious and low-key ending.
Those beautiful green plants are still the deepest and truest sweetness and pain in my heart.
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I often receive phone calls or text messages from my friends when I'm not expecting them.
Don't need too many words, and don't need too many greetings and hypocrisy.
A few faint greetings or blessings can breed countless wonderful and moving people.
Listening to the soft or low voice on the other end of the phone,
Just chatting, knowing that we are all well, and smiling at each other is enough.
Accustomed to such a day, a person, a book, a cup of tea,
Look at all the stories and plots in those faint music.
I know that all the applause and cheers are nothing more than a romantic nothingness. When the network
In the twilight of sunrise and sunset, the flowers bloom silently.
I stayed where I was, waiting for the warmest moment in my life.
Waiting for a pair of hands, holding me gently and happily.
Things are complicated and time is always silent.
The so-called obsession may be illusory, and the so-called arrival is just the end.
And youth, how like grand fireworks, is fragile and so easy to fade.
No matter how beautiful and exquisite it is, it is just a glimpse.
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How can the past blowing in the wind be carved like running water?
Looking back a thousand times, I still can't remember the past years.
No matter how big the vanity is, no matter how complicated it is, it will eventually return to truth and plain.
And you and I haven't had time to lay a good foundation for ourselves and set a good direction for ourselves.
Thorns and setbacks broke out and drove us to the wall.
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Endless, endless world of mortals.
Only one trip can change an understanding, and only one trip can change an experience, that's all.
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I like to say "fireworks can't be cut" silently, and I like this extreme depression.
Just a few words, people are full of desolation and loneliness.
I am not a person who is good at expressing feelings and thoughts, and I will not pile up words with a lot of paper.
I am just bright and sad, clear as water.
Sigh that there used to be so many light flowers,
Now there are only half a sigh and memories left, which accidentally messed up yesterday's eyes.
Look in the mirror and count your temples.
Suddenly, I was shocked, and time passed in silent silence.
In a flash, my heart was tangled and overgrown with weeds.
But I finally know, understand, is still a constant existence.
It doesn't matter whether you come or not.
Perhaps only words can dispel the biggest confusion and flooding in my heart.
Or maybe everything is meant to be.
I let myself drift across the lonely river, and I also let myself cross the rust.
Have a silent and sharp dialogue in the name of poetry.
Dusk is heavy, memories are mottled, and the fragrance is still there.
Life is a one-act play with very similar plots.
And I, just in other people's stories,
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When silent memories and support,
Into a small touch, into my inner enrichment and enrichment,
Rolling in the world of mortals, who is the spectator and passer-by in whose life?
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When we were young, we always liked to pretend to be lofty and mature.
I like to think of myself as the eyes behind floating life.
With a thorough understanding of everything, I looked down at all the ukiyo-e paintings coldly and calmly.
But I can't smile and ask for a little wisdom.
Any triviality and vulgarity can easily defeat me.
To restore life itself, my smallness and humbleness are not worth mentioning.
Only the deepest desire of the soul,
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Life is too shallow, and this river and lake is deep.
After the initial vague mark, some people and things are destined to get lost in the running water.
Outside the window, it is a time of big flowers, dazzling away.
In the window, there is a feeling of loss, standing in the breeze.
Pushing open a door called years, many years have finally been gradually stranded.
And you, always the light and shadow in the diagonal lattice,
Wandering on the edge of dream and reality.
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If I can reverse the silence behind nonsense and slap the wrinkles of the years,
Check the fragments of memory together and smear your fingertips with warmth.
Then the sky in September will definitely become pure and clean.
It will definitely make all the thoughts fly in an instant and the seasons go back and forth.
If time is locked in lush green, dragging Leng Yue clear autumn,
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In this world, no road is repeated.
Just like loneliness, just like memories, just like some days, some people will still become the direction of attention.
However, the wind has slackened, and the tattoo has left a dark wound, which hurts like yesterday.
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I always believed,
Some injuries can't be erased, some memories can't be erased, and some people can't let go.
Even if I sit here thinking about you at the moment, or one day I leave you,
I will take root in your world with love and hope.
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In this life, you have a good life, which is sunny.