With his hands together, like a smile, his heart is rippling with elegant feelings, and he doesn't need complicated words to decorate. In this fate like clouds and water, our encounter is already the most splendid scenery.
The sky is as high as an infinite picture, and the clouds are elegant and ethereal, as if they are the embellishments in the painting. The bitter cold of winter has quietly subsided, and the warm sunshine is picturesquely sprinkled all over the earth, giving people a warm feeling like a spring breeze.
Thousands of thoughts are like frozen rivers, gradually melting under the light of the warm sun, turning into lingering low currents, flowing softly in the heart. At this moment, the distractions and distractions in the heart are swept away, leaving only purity and harmony, making people feel as if they are in a dreamlike world.
At this moment, the thousands of thoughts in my heart seem to gradually unfold with this trickle of water, like the melting of cold ice and the revival of everything. The sun shines down, bringing endless vitality and hope to people, as if every ray of light is telling the power of life. And the gentle and lingering water is like a tactful love song, telling the endless tenderness and affection in the heart.
In the warm winter sun, I longed to change into a colorful but not kitsch outfit, like a butterfly fluttering among the flowers. I longed to take a stroll in the sun, to feel the warmth and tranquility. When the breeze blows, my long hair dances with it, as if the melody of nature is gently ringing in my ears. I don't need heavy makeup, and I don't need to sweep my eyebrows, I want to bloom without makeup, as fresh and natural as a first flower.
I don't want to be the center of attention, I just want to be an independent jasmine that blooms quietly in silence, injecting a touch of elegant and deep fragrance into the world. My innocence and purity, like the fragrance of jasmine, will always accompany me on the journey of life.
Looking back, the road that has been stepped on does not seem to be so cold and hot. In the depths of the soul, the friendship as deep as the peach blossom pool still flows quietly and has never faded. Those days that have been lightly brushed by time do not seem to leave too many scars, only faint memories.
The frowning brow, like a willow leaf with smoke, even if you have disappeared into the vast sea of people, your shadow is still firmly rooted in my heart. Those bits and pieces of the past, like ink paintings, are deeply imprinted in my heart. That irreplaceable warmth, like the purest dew in the valley, condenses the story of time, crystal clear, and never withers.
Flowers dancing lightly in the clouds, looming, like mysterious fairies. I sat quietly under the Bodhi tree and gently picked up a petal of incense, as if holding your heart's wish. It is warm in the palm of my hand, revealing a faint fragrance, as if it is the prayer and expectation of your heart.
I collect a ray of morning warmth, and that bright light illuminates my world like your smile. I silently pray for you in my heart, may your life be as bright as the sun, and every morning will be full of hope and joy.
At this moment, the wind blows gently, taking away my thoughts, but leaving your happiness in my heart. I closed my eyes and felt the sunlight among the Bodhi leaves, as if your smile was right in front of my eyes, so bright and warm.
When the years are as alienated as the passing years, I reverently recite the mantra in the corner of time, feeling the power of every word with my heart. I make a wish, may your world be at peace forever, may your life be picturesque, and I will have a long life. List of high-quality authors