1. Walking through fields in spring, wading through rapids in summer and coming to autumn is a quiet and peaceful world. In autumn, although there is no fragrance of roses, there are elegant autumn chrysanthemums, but there are fruits without flowers. Autumn, without the passion of summer, has romantic warmth. There is no unrestrained spring, but there is the joy of harvest. The wind and leaves dance in autumn rhyme, and the branches are drunk with autumn fruit. Autumn is a cup of mellow wine, autumn is a magnificent poem and autumn is a touching song.
2. People's life is a process of saving, hoping to be saved in the struggle; Store a seed when plowing; Stored the scenery when traveling; Happiness stored when smiling. Smart people are good at saving. In the long and short journey of life, they learn to save every flash moment, and then use them to make a cup of beautiful memories, emitting fragrance between the changes and alternation of the four seasons, and cherish their lives!
Spring has come, and I want to put my heart back in that distant place that haunts my heart. Let the soul grow the wings of Beida Goose, ride the smoke wind blowing colorful clouds, hold the moist south of the Yangtze River, sing the fishing songs of rippling morning boats, and return to the hometown after a long separation with the fragrance of filling the night window. I pushed aside the thawed soil, dug up the dream buried here, bathed her in bright sunshine, and expected her to slowly grow branches and bear the long-awaited fruit of true love.
4. Enjoy life and everyone is happy. Life is a trip on the mountain and on the water. Hold a little knowledge lightly, put away your troubles, collect happiness and move forward brightly and warmly. As long as your heart is warm, the distant road will be safe. Looking back, I hope the sun will always shine and life will be sunny everywhere.
5, drifting in the moonlight, time flies with the wind, quietly blooming in the rainy season, still beautiful; Heart, still quiet. The tenderness of the moon, the night knows; The heart is clear, and the rain understands; I understand your feelings. Life is not perfect. You and I used to float. Once upon a time, we yearned for a level of stability, regardless of wind and rain, guarding each other's journey. Vicissitudes are not nature, but experience; Happiness is not a state, but a feeling.