Joining the circle starts with like-minded friends and has a beautiful poetic time. May a poem and a paragraph give you a little peace and warmth in the complicated world.
Through the four seasons, through the fleeting time, I am lost and seem to linger. Life has its ups and downs, and life has its ups and downs. Different attitudes will lead to different endings, and different understandings will lead to different lives. Man struggles upwards, but water flows downwards. The higher he stands, the farther he sees. The best state of mind is calm.
Stay in time
Text/people-oriented
Live in seclusion in time
A leaf
Hiding the changes of time.
Live towards the light
Die against the light
A lifetime.
Rely on the swaying wind and rain
Accurate measurement.
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Green is yearning.
Yellow is a dream.
Red is bold and unrestrained.
In an inch's time
With all the past
You Zheng Lang
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Mottled beauty
The sadness of insect bites
Can comfort the warmth of a lifetime
It all started in seclusion.
Don't love the past
Not afraid of sadness.
Let the sunshine light up your life.
You helped me get lost. If it can come true, I want to show you the beautiful Shan Lan and the beautiful valley. What do humans call this mood? /Natsume Friend Account
You must have beautiful skin and interesting soul, if not, go for it.
Excellent
Text/accompany birth nanny
this evening
Just for the dim moonlight
Rabbits in the Woods
Look at the laurel on the moon.
Tonight, the moonlight alone drunk me.
Like a hidden beauty in the forest.
Leaning under the ginkgo tree
Met the beautiful moonlight
Rabbits in the Woods
Capture the virtual shadow of the moon
A few ginkgo leaves
Spin a few times.
Fall in front of my eyes and take care of me
Don't treat life as a marathon. It doesn't matter if you hurry up or slow down. Winning or losing is not important. It doesn't matter if you are overtaken by others. The key is how you feel. Think of life as a marathon, you will always have a tight string in your heart, always look at the banner of victory ahead, and always be wary of being surpassed, so you will ignore the beauty of the life process. I really don't like the idea that life is a marathon.
Qiu Ge.
Wen/Yan
Take care of it and give it to the moonlit night.
Early smoking pot, weaving basket
I feel very happy around autumn.
Sickle, bright blade, good harvest in one season.
Mi Gu bent down with a smile.
Mules and horses are fierce at night.
Forage is collected and fruit is stored in the cellar.
Overlapping rope bags are difficult to recover.
Don't give up one.
Shelves are repaired, and autumn sounds are full of yellow courtyard.
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Pasta cakes are crisp and filled with dry food bags.
Relive the torture of the aroma of wheat pulp
Clear spring quenches thirst.
It is not easy to drink autumn language in a porcelain jar.
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Talk to farm tools and pick them up under the eaves.
Touch one's child with both hands
The music is melodious and the prelude to the decisive battle is played.
ponder for a long time
Shut the door with a yawn.
The treetops fell asleep by moonlight.
Life, only that quiet time really belongs to you. Silence is the tranquility beyond noise, the healing after pain, the understanding after loss, the repentance after missing, the meditation under anxiety, the silence before helplessness, and the rest after exhaustion ... No argument is wisdom, and the time of silence is the time when people's souls turn to refuge. Use wisdom in silence and learn to precipitate your emotions.
Look at the flowers and return to autumn
Text/Li Guohua
It's Mid-Autumn Festival again, and the chrysanthemums in Dongli are in bloom. Osmanthus fragrans smoked in the fields, the sound of willow warblers was silent, and people were ill and resentful. Across the pond, the dragonfly is in love. Flying kingfisher, go their separate ways and take care of their feelings.
The west wind is tight, cloudy and rainy. Looking out from the new moon, the climate is chaotic. Hand in cotton-padded clothes, wear fine embroidered yarn in the afternoon and warm the stove at dusk. Looking at the moon by the window, frost hits the railing, and cold dew splashes. Ran Yan was in tears, thinking of each other at a distance.
Note: After autumn, there is a saying in Baotou that "wear cotton-padded jacket in the morning, wear gauze in the afternoon and eat watermelon by the fire at night".
I was twenty-one years old that year. In the golden age of my life, I had many extravagant hopes. I want to love, I want to eat, and I want to instantly become a half-bright and half-dark cloud in the sky. -Wang Xiaobo's "Golden Age"
Youth is an accidental gust of wind that inadvertently makes me cry/Bernard Shaw.
Beginning of winter (Seven Dangers of Peace)
Text/Li
Autumn leaves fall and flowers wither.
Yuan Ye is very quiet in winter, and the mountains are near and far away.
The path goes up the stairs, and the forest is sparse outside the wall.
A stranger travels and watches, but a distant guest knows the best way.
2020. 10.27
osmanthus flowers
This text/book is very boring.
This thing is my favorite. The full moon has blossomed.
The fragrance flies ten miles, and the quality is absolutely fragrant.
Not in the world, but in the sky.
January is in my arms and I have forgotten to come back.
I must try to be soft, not hard; Smooth, not stiff; Gentleness, not indifference; Discover, not seek. Joan Anderson | A Year by the Sea
Feng fu
Text/high mountains and flowing water to find peace
It rained lightly a few days ago, and the mountain was bleak.
Qianshan is out of the water, and the flowers are falling heavily.
Only maple leaves are shy and swaying, flashing red light.
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Danyang is full of golden red eyes today. Chrysanthemums fly to Huang Can, and sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant.
Maple leaves go to shame and dance like people, turning into clouds and reflecting the sky.
Sweep away the mountain shadow, deep eyes and rainbow blend into one.
Tonight's topic is love, so will tomorrow night/Hafez.
Dialogue with autumn
Text/Xu
Say goodbye to the summer ferry,
On the shore in autumn.
Autumn wind brushed my smiling face,
Whispering in my ear,
Sister furong and sister cicada butterfly are getting married far away.
Miss Liu and Miss Gui's flower and fruit feast,
Just waiting for you to taste it.
Little brother Mi Li and little sister Ju Hua followed.
Will also appear one by one to celebrate with everyone.
I nodded and let the wind take the news.
I'm going to meet my whole family,
Deep feelings and deep meanings are always planted in the heart.
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The joy of harvest won't last long,
Day and night after the autumnal equinox are two different days.
The flaming maple leaf layer forest was completely dyed,
Jin Ju flowers are shining.
Use warm current to drive away the cold,
Open your heart,
* * * Join hands to welcome the arrival of winter,
The magpie is smiling.
The starry sky was fascinated by Shan Ye, with fog, lights and people returning. Amazing little poem for you.
Don't worry, don't shine, don't be someone else, just be yourself.
I want to be loved, loved, spoiled, loved and cured by you.
Loneliness, nutrients, wind and dusk, water and bonfire, I don't lack, the sea is boundless, I just need you.
Love is so short, but forgetting is so long.