2. Time flies. I sealed those once most beautiful moments in the unknown and most fragile place in my heart. Grasp the present moment, and try not to turn it into garbage when you recall it later.
3. The morning is as beautiful as the sunset, but it will never bring people the same feeling. The morning brings hope and longing, while the sunset brings people melancholy and sadness. Before sunset, we make strides to chase the golden sunshine. When the sunset disappears her last scenery in the sky, we should put on the bright moonlight and rush to our next destination to welcome the morning.
4. Your lover, you should cherish him with your heart. You should not only thank him for what he has done for you, but also keep him in mind and think about him often.
5. Friendship doesn't need too much comfort. In your most difficult time, friends can lend you a helping hand without asking for anything in return, and understand each other's feelings. This kind of affection will never be forgotten.
6. Wandering in the drizzle, people keep walking by with umbrellas. The same charm, the same grace. Wandering leisurely in the unhurried drizzle, strolling into a landscape in the rain. People are teasing in the rain. It's raining in Mao Mao! It's nothing! Perhaps, this is a kind of enjoyment.
7. We often find our unhappy life in the happiness of others, find the beautiful outer layer of things after painting and dyeing, and find the sweetness in an illusion.
8. The peach trees in front of the window are full of branches and trees. The flowers still bloom every year, but the flowers are different from each other year after year. Mother's peach-blossom beautiful face will always be an image in a dream, which often appears in my mind-clear and true, but never touched. The rings of the years keep turning, how many past events have been forgotten in the fleeting light and shadow, and the lost water in the river of memory no longer looks back and has no trace. And mother's smile, and mother's morning and evening together bit by bit is like a picture scroll carved in the heart, which can't be forgotten in this life.
9. Sometimes, I feel that I have lost a lot, but I have gained a lot. I hesitated for a long time in this multiple-choice question of giving up and having. But when my pen is about to write the answer, it seems that something flows through the pen, jumps through my fingers and flows to my heart. Maybe, I can choose more than one. Choose a middle ground between giving up and having, why can't I give up those bad ones and leave those beautiful ones?
1, because of the innate temperament, after several times of hard work, I will not be humble in the end. Maybe it's wrong, the true meaning of love, I mean that the embrace of the soul is supreme and true. However, the disturbance of the world, as relentless as the wind and rain, always makes the flower-like woman wither early. It is better to live in a secluded valley and be an orchid with morning dew and moisture, with deep loneliness and exclusive enjoyment; And self-pity, don't make dust, don't cross the Chun Qing.
11. Qushui is flowing, and it is intertwined in the meandering stream. Brush and ink, poetry, scenery, and Ran Ran's feelings come to my heart. It's just that such a scene, such a scene, can never, ever be seen again. The realm of imagination, the feeling of imagination, and the scene of imagination are suddenly removed from the heart. Standing on the pavilion, the cold wind suddenly woke up the sky. It turned out that I was so nostalgic.
12, accompanied by flowers and plants all over the place, watching butterflies dance lightly and listening to birds standing on the leaf tips singing. In this world where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, it is more pleasant than listening to a beautiful piece of music, and the artistic conception is boundless. Even if you are unhappy, you will disappear and sneak away. At this time, you have been integrated with nature, with blue sky and white clouds, green grass and green leaves, and butterflies and flowers, lying on the soft lawn, slightly closing your eyes, quietly listening to the voice of nature, meeting with the soul, letting your thoughts wander and dreaming at the other end of your heart … intoxicated!
13. When others appreciate you, others' happiness is also far away, and that beautiful distance is you; When he deeply feels the happiness of life, your happiness becomes their other place.
14. Before the sunset, we take bold steps to chase the golden sunshine. When the sunset disappears her last scenery in the sky, we should put on the bright moonlight and rush to our next destination to welcome the morning.
15, accompanied by flowers and plants all over the place, watching butterflies dance lightly and listening to birds standing on the leaf tips singing. In this world where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, it is more pleasant than listening to a beautiful piece of music, and the artistic conception is boundless. Even if you are unhappy, you will disappear and sneak away. At this time, you have been integrated with nature, accompanied by blue sky and white clouds, green grass and flowers, lying on the soft lawn, closing your eyes slightly, quietly listening to the voice of nature, meeting with the soul, letting your thoughts wander and dreaming at the other end of your heart … intoxicated!
16, time flies, time flies. Manba River has a long history. There is also the moss-covered water mill, which is covered with stars, Dai Yue, wind, frost, snow and rain. In the years of change, we are watching the passing of the river water in Manba, which is like a darling, as beautiful as warm spring, as light as Xia Feng, as quiet as autumn, as pure as flying snow.
17. This is a season of youth, with light wind and touching the light of hope. Similarly, this is also a season of parting. Many stories are hidden one by one by the fading time before they are presented, leaving only some floating clouds and some touching, quietly staying in the deepest memory.
18. When all the flowers bloom, it will be dusk in spring, because there is a faint fragrance. Fortunately, God also sympathized with my heart of cherishing flowers and sent me a wisp of fragrance on such a beautiful night.
19, a person's life, is to live with passion, at the same time with reason and self-discipline, victory or defeat is not a moment, gain or loss is not a matter. The gains and losses of the moment should be subordinated to the whole life, the gains and losses of one thing should be subordinated to the overall situation, and the gains and losses of individuals should be subordinated to the collective. Learn it! Recalling the past, happiness will slowly come to mind, warm ...
2. Historical clouds, through alleys, bluestone red tiles, dark green moss, through the flat and remote past, touching the vicissitudes of life under misty rain and * * *, things are ups and downs.
21. Happiness is like a beautiful flower. When it is the most beautiful and dazzling, we can feel the pride it brings us. Flowers can give us the brightest smile. Why don't we share the beauty and enjoy the simple beauty is also a kind of happiness.
22. Every one of us is a living individual. Walking on a bridge that has been lonely for a hundred years, outsiders can't find out our own heart. A lonely and lonely heart with the cold autumn of life has deep sorrow that can't be turned away and endless sorrow.
23. Elsewhere, it can only be a beautiful scenery of others; Elsewhere, it's just a life around you that you can't perceive; Elsewhere, we are facing our reality with a hard attitude.
24. The breeze caressed the willows, and graceful branches hung down to caress the lake. A few birds chirped in the branches, telling the past of that spring. The past, like smoke, has long since disappeared, leaving only that feeling alone in the world.
25, leaving, the color still exists, which is the appreciate each other of life; Leave, the color is still there, it is magnanimous under difficulties, it is strong in desperation; Leave, the color is still there, it is the watch of love in the world of mortals, and it is the hope that the prosperity will remain unchanged ...
26. Many experiences in life are doomed to be stranded by time, leaving no ending of the story, just like dust, even though they don't know the future stay, they always cling to the wandering direction. Perhaps, too much sentimentality always makes people involuntarily, just like an unknown fate, we can't control it, leaving only a silent acceptance, stumbling and floating in the depths of each season.
27. Time flies, and the flat echo is full of too many uncontrollable changes. In any case, we will follow the past with the wind, and see the dawn of Hope from yesterday's haze.
28. Affection doesn't need too many words to explain. Even a look between you and your parents can express your love for each other more deeply. This kind of love is innate and selfless.
29. The morning is as beautiful as the sunset, but it will never bring people the same feeling. The morning brings hope and longing, while the sunset brings people melancholy and sadness.
3. Epiphyllum in nature blooms heartily overnight, leaving people with endless aftertaste and eternal intoxication; Meteors and fireworks, even if the sky is in a hurry, still bloom beautifully; Grass is still showing tenacity in the experience of "wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind", announcing to the world that life is blooming and the spirit still exists.
31. I don't know when, but many years have left marks on the face of youth. The ruthlessness of years and the tempering of life have changed our appearance and our hearts bit by bit.
32. It is said that "optimism is a kind of beauty". Think about it. Actually, sadness is also a kind of beauty, the truest and purest beauty, the calm beauty after the storm, the quiet beauty after the experience, the most emotional beauty and the mature beauty!
33. Years go through one cycle after another. I miss my former companion, the childlike years. I don't know fatigue, I don't know the years.
34. In the distance, there is a silent snow peak. Under the snow peak, there is a stone with a name on it. Although it is cold, it has been warm in the years. Always wandering alone, coming in a hurry, leaving leisurely, trudging footprints, in the end of the world, in the ends of the earth, in each other's hearts.
35. Maybe, go to the nearby pond and watch the fish swim in the water and watch the lotus buds sprout. All kinds of fish swim freely and happily in their own kingdom, playing around, chasing after each other for fear of falling behind, and everyone is not to be outdone. At this time, you will be happy with them. Sit back and watch your heart. A woman who is immersed in such a wonderful artistic conception, everything is so quiet, natural, elegant and beautiful ...
36. When I think about it in the summer night, the long field path will have no end. I have not let it go for 16 years, that is, because this is my destiny, there will always be fireflies to accompany me along the way, and there will be no loneliness in those shallow summer years. In the dark, it's just like taking a nap in front of a book case. In fact, I have long understood that this is my favorite June dialogue.
37. A piccolo for a while; A wandering, a call; A silhouette, a fleeting time. Who caresses the piano and sings softly, twisting the years into Qingqing time; Who bathes the wind and sings the flute, and delivers youth to the bright night sky; Who is the night, who is the day, and who is dancing on whose road? I grit my teeth, because I am not afraid, I will always stare at the cold winter and wait for the first snowflake in the distance!
38, a curtain of dreams, dreams sent to the lotus pond. Calm in the world of mortals, proudly in the storm. Let the tide rise and fall in the world, and be lonely, lonely, quiet and serene. Gorgeous in a corner of the lotus pond, fiery under the green leaves, unobtrusive, impetuous, calm life, no desire, no demand, this is the character of the lotus.
39. Meeting in three generations will be unforgettable for a lifetime. Meeting in life requires reincarnation from generation to generation. What we have to do is to nourish different feelings in a limited time and only seek to meet the most beautiful you in the best years.
4. The moon shines through the window lattice, and my thoughts are invisible. I miss my dreams and my feelings that I can't let go. A poem sings in tears, telling the heartache of being unable to leave: looking forward to your relatives thousands of miles away, dreaming that it is difficult to meet each other, curling up in the wind with paper money, and spending a bunch of thoughts. Like raindrops and tears, I cry in my heart with infinite sadness, thinking of crossing the capital city, and my kindness will always stay in my chest!
41. Photos are happily and quietly blooming in my memory. They are beautiful in April, and a spring breeze in Shaoguan makes my heart feel poetic!
42. We all loved each other, and I believe they were all serious. Maybe some of them have been lost for a long time, but it still hurts when I think about it.
43. It's raining tonight, and it's a dream time. Thousands of banana rains fly like smoke with the wind. Floating in people's hearts, falling on their brow. Windson eaves, with a rainy season. Worrying more in the rain, the end of the world is far from knowing when to return. In the distance, a ship is unwinding its cable and crossing far away. It's raining and foggy, and I wonder where to go. The wind is quiet, the boat is shaking, and the water in the south of the Yangtze River is Miao Miao. Swing a boat for you, and the wind and rain are full of feelings.
44. Frogs in the fields outside the window are one after another. The green bridge slate that I walked through countless times when I was young is now drifting away. On the night of light summer, with familiar songs, I returned to the bottom of my pen and missed the light summer for countless times, reversing the fleeting time and loving the peace of the night. Long time no see, old times, long time no see, June's calm.
45, everyone's heart, there will be a beautiful distance. No matter how big we grow and how far we go, beautiful things are not only hovering in our hearts, but also in the distance where you can't set foot.
in April and April, the flowers are blooming, the willows are graceful, the water is clear, the mountains are green, and the grass is everywhere. In April, I miss you like the wind, and the abundant spring is passing by, and the colorful season is slightly sad. I miss growing lush in the spring of April, beating the heartache that I can't peel off-it is a deep memory of my mother.
47. Love is a long tug-of-war. From the moment we get to know each other, and then we fall in love, a long tug-of-war is set (www.name212.com).
48. In this short process, many things have been worn away beyond recognition, whether they are visible or invisible, just like scenery, just like worries, and the only thing that has not changed may be the decay and glory left by years.
49. Time is an invisible loneliness. Maybe when you are not interested, it will flow through your fingertips, slowly eroding your body and making all organs full of loss and loneliness.
5. Overlooking the mountains at the proudly exposed peak, you will always feel the pleasure of "infinite scenery on the dangerous peak". In the midsummer, at the foot of the mountain, hundreds of flowers are blooming, cattle and sheep are flocking, rare birds and animals are everywhere, and crazy green is spreading on the vast grassland here. It is here that an endless river is bred, which is called Manba River by local people.
51. The sunshine outside the window penetrates the catkin and falls on a corner of the glass, folding out the folds of color. I counted every deep or shallow imprint, carved the past into words in the desolate morning window of memory, which moistened the taste of sunshine in my heart.
52. Look, pairs of butterflies dancing freely, vines green with love, and colorful wildflowers are filled with the relief of the soul, fragrant and refreshing, and whatever you smell is sweet; The soft spring sun on a warm day is sprinkled on your body, quietly read, and slowly intoxicated, but another kind of peace is sprouting in your heart ... < P > 53. Age is like four seasons, hidden in the rings of years. At the same age, some people are much older than they are, while others are much younger. Youth is a dream, and old age is a memory. Where is the spring flower? Spring is no longer there. All good things are always too little, and all good times are always too short. Always complaining that "life is short and the years are ruthless",