A pure heart is like a bright moon. The silent moon is like a hook, and the prosperity is scattered on the branches. Flying north and south, the vegetation is thin, leaving people's hearts in autumn, with a trace of sadness. The full moon is short and the wind is cool. While singing, caress the wind, splash ink and wave sleeves, and carry clear words with songs. The body is clear and bright, the pulse is soft, the acacia is like wine, and the sorrow is lingering. Autumn is lonely, it hurts spring and mourns autumn, and it goes on and on. Autumn, customs and lovesickness, life and sentimentality have the deepest connotation; In autumn, the ground is covered with gold. The path still hides the fragrance of wild chrysanthemums. Do not need the shade of colored pen, splash ink naturally, beautiful and rich; In autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sky is clear in Wan Li; In autumn, there is no need to dress up deliberately, but there is still freedom and loneliness; Autumn, autumn water sings. Flowers wither and fly, warm and cool. Lingfeng is proud in his bones and smiled indifferently. In autumn, he has the most elegant feelings; Women also have different feelings about autumn. Or naturally revel in Weng Tao's chrysanthemums.
Today, in September, Gui Xiang is full of eyes, flowers bloom all season, and there is a fragrant aftertaste scattered all over the place. The cold woman is quiet and thin, plain in appearance and sincere in heart. She is happy in the season of falling flowers, enjoying the quiet beauty of narcissism, cutting short a period of time, waving away the thoughts of flying flowers in a season, blooming flowers, listening to the wind and sending flowers, and enjoying a pure heart. Hold a kind of knowledge, a flower and a world, a leaf and a bodhi in the life that slips away quietly, and all methods are born. I feel that thousands of beautiful flowers are just a prosperous appearance. No matter how colorful life is, it is just a deep stream. After death, it passed, and it ended quietly. Returning to the original is the inevitable result.
Autumn in Qiu Lai, autumn is silent; The full moon is absent, and the moon is shadowless; Looking back at the bleak place, everything is self-evident, crushing loneliness, light meditation, a little leisure, looking for the trajectory of life in the years. In autumn, women can calm down and taste every detail of life, ups and downs. In order to realize that the impermanence of the world is futile, it is rich and quiet in the depths of still water and full of life; Water is the source of life; Flow is the embodiment of life; Depth is the moral of life. Taste life with authenticity. Feel the prosperity of the past, feel the cycle of the four seasons, be grateful for the selflessness of the earth, and feel everything in the past. Learn the autumn wind, blowing a lake of autumn water, blowing a cold heart, floating far away in the calm autumn wind, the Zen rhyme is trickling, light and meaningful, let it fly out of this season's clear autumn fragrance.
Like a mood, although the world is different, but still sunny; I like a cool but always sunny state of mind, warm and sunny, and I like a cool but still smiling life. Like a year, although frosted with autumn moon, it is still as quiet as ever; In my heart, the tenderness of water sample and a ray of warmth are floating among the clouds in Lang Yue. Life knows autumn, and years are full of sleeves. A turning point is a story of time. Looking back, it is another landscape. Walking through the world of mortals is only the most beautiful and indifferent, but it is the most plain and true. There is no trace of me in the sky, but I have flown. Women just want a cup, a lamp, a cup of tea, a heart-to-heart, a poetic heart and an elegant attitude towards life. Draw bone rhyme and sing the years. Drink the world of mortals.
Paint that clearest picture in life. Stone, the autumn is rich and heavy, so refined scenery, all outside the noise. Looking back suddenly, all the past has condensed into indifference, and all the artistic conception has become understanding. Perhaps, the environment is born from the heart, from the heart! No matter how the seasons change, beauty lies in the understanding of the appreciator. Autumn is the quiet background of life, and autumn is in the eyes of women. It is also so smart and gentle!
Calm as dust, keep the indifferent silhouette of a season, drink with time, flick your fingers, shed the glitz of your fingertips, embrace a leisurely and poetic mood, express a faint feeling, purify your mood in the corner of time, and stand silently around the wind and the moon, innocent, clear and beautiful, with a vision. The calm of autumn. Understand the truth of life through concise explanations.
Shallow place, flower shadow. On rice paper, if the water warms the heart, splash ink and draw blue, draw with pen and enjoy rouge water color. How much drunk is clear ink, delicate as silk, full of flowers, misty rain for several years. Spring has come, and I sleep in the same shade from summer solstice; It's crisp in autumn, crisp in the moon and freezing in the cold. With a touch of elegance, with a touch of tranquility, sipping gently in the dream, a curtain of dreams; I'm deeply drunk, and I dance alone. Falling into the water of Gui Lian, one foot is fragrant; The canoe is a little smoky, and a poem depicts Fan Ming. Pour tenderness, not slow and impetuous, and hold a handful of autumn rhyme. Let the autumn sound approach, let the autumn sound drift away. When the eyes are full of chrysanthemum fragrance, the autumn is crisp, calm and safe.
In the cold, a clear autumn, a clear autumn, a clear autumn, Leng Qingqiu, miss the whole city.