The sun is disappearing.
Trees no longer block the sun.
Although cold
But resolutely take it off
Beautiful coat
Even if it is naked.
Dedicate the blue sky
Cover land
Waiting for the arrival of snow.
Anyway/anyway/anyway
We should also stop the drift of dust.
Rare trees
If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a tree, a deciduous spirit, locked in late autumn; If there is an afterlife, I would like to wait for a tree quietly.
Standing in the tunnel of time and space, it looks at the world with unyielding attitude, watching the vicissitudes of the Millennium world. However, it never changes color.
I want to stand on the tree.
A stubborn and tall tree.
Sing in the wind and rain, climb in the temper.
I want to stand on the tree.
Favorite landscape tree.
Be great to the blue sky and lush to life.
I want to stand on the tree.
A tree that everyone envies.
When the wind and rain come, its branches will not hang down; Frosted with cold, he clung to the ground under his feet.
I want to stand on the tree.
A tree that benefits mankind.
Standing, a shade blocked the hot sun; Lying down, one body can be a pillar.
Dry branches and vines are covered with a new green. What makes its life so tenacious? It is the wind, the rain and the eternal pursuit.
I read the true meaning of life from the dazzling autumn leaves. "Fallen leaves are not heartless things, but turn into sludge to protect flowers." Fallen leaves show the world not the sadness of life, but the elegance of "life is as bright as summer flowers and death is as beautiful as autumn water"
If you don't want to gain, you naturally have nothing to lose. The beauty of life lies not in struggling, but in keeping.
Quietly growing between heaven and earth, leisurely experiencing spring, summer, autumn and winter. Season after season, year after year ... not as delicate as flowers, never afraid of wind and rain. The tree is still standing, and the vine is always lingering. ...
In the world, it can grow anywhere; Anywhere is home.
The scenery is far away and life is near.
The tree's watch, the sun and the moon shine together.
The deepest and most peaceful happiness is to quietly look at the world, the world and slowly taste its beauty and harmony.
Indifferent, like a flower, elegant and plain; Calm, like a tree, dense and lush.
Tall, like a tree standing upright; Humble, like grass, peaceful and humble.
Facing a thousand-year-old' ancient tree', people learned to wait and see, learned to meditate, and thus entered the realm of understanding the wisdom of life. It can be said; "Very critical, a tree knows bodhi.
People are walking trees, and trees are standing people. In this world, trees and people experience wind and rain together, feel the cold together and experience life together.
Born in spring, grown up in summer, fallen in autumn and buried in winter.
Life is not time, but eternity; Vicissitudes are not born, but experiences.
When a person has nothing to rely on, he often becomes strong.
The spring, summer, autumn and winter of a tree are repeated in the same way every year, showing the same scenery, while people will get old with the passage of time, youth will disappear and time will no longer be there.
The glitz in the world, I just want to be like a tree, rooted in the earth, with open arms to the sky I long for, dancing branches and leaves with the wind, watching winter go and spring come, watching clouds roll and clouds relax, silent and proud.
The heart is a tree, the roots of love and hope are rooted in the soil, and the branches and leaves of wisdom and emotion bloom under the blue sky. Whether it is the wind and rain of the years or the rolling dust covering the green leaves, it always stands there waiting silently, accepting everything, being neither arrogant nor impatient, neither humble nor supercilious.
Look at life with a browsing heart. All the gains and losses, hidden and obvious, are landscapes and customs.
Life is suffering on the branches, and it becomes strong only when it dries. No matter how many ups and downs you have experienced, when you know it, there will be flowers, butterflies and sunshine.
The older you get, the more peaceful your mind becomes. Even in those ordinary days, we can taste the true meaning of life. When the sun is shining, when the spring breeze blows, when the rain is raining, we walk alone, quiet and safe.
There is no perfect choice once and for all in this world. You can't have both flowers and fruits.
If life is like a flower, can I be a tree and silently count the mottled time oozing between branches and leaves?
In the next life, I would like to be a tree and grow on the roadside where you must pass. If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a tree, and you are dirt, gentle all your life. If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a tree, no longer running around and being lonely; If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a tree, keep company with the wind and drown my sorrows in the rain; If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a tree, a deciduous spirit, locked in late autumn; If there is an afterlife, I would like to wait for a tree quietly.
See the truth in silence and know the truth in ignorance.
Life is not about getting, but about letting go. Sow a seed and reap a big tree. ...
I always believe that you can't be a big tree unless you are desperate.
I am a tree (Xi Murong)
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.
Buddha made me a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
Under?the?sun
Carefully full of flowers.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
When you get close,
Listen carefully
Trembling leaves
This is the passion I am waiting for.
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
My friend,
Not falling petals
But my withered heart.