The world is too big for me to set foot in.
Some scenery is only suitable for unrequited love.
For example, the sea in Sanya can be written in words.
Smell it, even in photography.
Try it. The scenery has been on the road.
Life is limited. Like Old Town of Lijiang.
The dream of the night stops there in the moonlight.
It's nice not to meet a girl like Lilac.
Sitting opposite the bluestone, not talking is also beautiful.
The net of life is too big, and our vision is too narrow.
For example, the ice lamp in Heilongjiang is frozen for three feet.
Imagine being wrapped in a warm condom.
Close contact with ice, snow and cold all over the world
Even if your nose will run for a long time, your feet are frozen.
Eyes still smart, want to hold all the ice and snow.
After all, we are caught in the trap of life and can't get out.
Then I had a secret love, such as the grassland not far from me.
As if I could hear the sound of tying a horse.
Ma Touqin is melodious, and koumiss is fragrant.
The endless grassland is vast.
How unrestrained the boys and girls on horseback are.
The soul danced with Diane on the bonfire.
And the scenery you have been to can be missed for a lifetime.
Luoyang peony, with Huarong interpretation of dignity.
Towering Mount Tai, the height is lifted by the spine.
The North-South Canal tells history with river water.
Chengde mountain resort enriches life with coolness.
In Dalian, the footprint continues the city.
The Shuaifu Museum in Shengjing Shenyang reminds me of Zhang.
An unyielding head, a clank of iron
In fact, against the current, there are those who have gone through life.
Some are still warm, although yin and yang are separated.
Although some have become passers-by, they often look back.
Some people stay in life, worship and sacrifice.
Life is just an empty shell, but these memories
It is a breeze, it is a fruit, it is a poem.
Follow, never reach the scenery.
Is the goal and direction.
Cherish those soft temperatures.
This is a process and a painting.
I can't live alone in the world, how lonely I am.
Be lifted by some scenery and remembered by some scenery.
Be led by some scenery, be fascinated by some scenery.
Don't worry about the past, don't be afraid of the future.
Yesterday's flowers have withered and fruits have borne fruit.
Already in blowing in the wind. Nowhere to find.
Yesterday's water flowed eastward and never returned.
Go with the fallen flowers. Clear and traceless
Yesterday's glory has faded, and the credit is on the books.
The simplest thing is to recall the past.
It's time to say goodbye to the past.
Without thinking about the past, you can get the present.
The flower of the future has been brewing, and the embryonic form is uncertain.
How much imagination there is, how many future presuppositions there are.
In the future, water can flow west and waves can be exhausted.
Heroes have their own stories. Who fights with them?
The glory of the future will shine where there are crowds.
The future is boundless in the vast sea of people.
Unfortunately, without water, there is no tree without roots.
Fall to the ground without roots in the cruelty of reality
If you were not afraid of the future, you would be safe now.
Now is the light in the eyes, dazzling or dazzling.
Backlight or smooth light, you have to go around.
Because the ideal, after all, is ahead.
Now it's food in the mouth, which is hard to swallow and smells bad.
Accept it calmly, or it will be memorable.
Because of the bright future, we need to start here.
Seize the present and you will live forever.
Accept it, even if you are ugly.
To build a perfect self.
To approach, even the real enemy.
In order to build a better future.
Farewell to the glorious past is death and afterlife.
The imagined future becomes beautiful.
Only a down-to-earth life can nourish life.
Future can create the future.
Only in this way can we meet our best self in the best future.
Editor's comment:
The scenery of life leaves an impression on what you have experienced. Some silently attached to the bottom of my heart, some have been thinking. We are deeply impressed by the parallelism and metaphor in poetry. Life goes on. Think about history while walking and interpret a deeper meaning. Travel enriches life. Eager to follow those unattainable scenery. Some people are addicted to the existing scenery, and even more attracted by some deep chromium mental scenery. The first half of the chapter paves the way for the back, which has flavor. Never mind the past, not afraid of the future. Analyze with subjective thoughts to express the thoughts and feelings of cherishing the present, cherishing the present and looking forward to the future. With the hope and longing for the future, we can return to the present comfort and have more confidence in our hearts. Don't be too attached to the glory or loss of the past, and the imagined future is even less desirable, but more down-to-earth The poet made a rational analysis when dealing with the problems of the past, present and future. Poetry extracts feelings from life and has philosophical significance. The structure is rigorous and concise, and the emotion is based on rationality, which is more wise. Recommend * * * exceptional!