I often think that no matter how long or short time is, it is good to live a peaceful life, but in the depths of time, no one can be alone, and no one can retreat under the waste of time.
How many mountains and rivers have been walked, how many long pavilions and short pavilions have been passed, and every time I stop, it is because of encounters, encounters with a certain scenery, and meets a certain heart-warming person.
Half a life of non-stop, slow walking, looking at all things in the world, thousands of postures, worldly red dust, originally tested my mellow and simple quiet.
To be a woman with a fragrant soul, even though she has experienced many ups and downs, she still keeps her eyebrows and eyes clear, calm and quiet, and still maintains calm and natural no matter how the world changes.
Counting the time, in the yellowed memory, a heartfelt event is recorded, and now looking back, it is just a love affair that was wrongly written by time.
Now that I am over half a hundred years old, I think of it, but I just smile lightly, although the vicissitudes of life are fully revealed, but I have picked up a heart like a cloud.
Looking up at the sky, the white clouds are blooming, elegant and tranquil, looking down at the tea in the cup, floating and sinking, suddenly, everything is the original appearance.
You are also you, I am also me, you and I have restored ourselves to time, the only difference is that when time is staggered, you and I look at each other and form a dusty relationship.
Time is a small order, in the upper and lower sentences, connected with the meaning of a hundred turns and thousands of times, if you want to interpret it, but you have to work hard for a lifetime.
What are the days?For me, life is brick by brick, tea and dish, holding hands with one person, walking together, simple and unpretentious, and plump and tranquil.
Everyone's life is different, and the expectations for the days are also different, in fact, walking in the world, meeting all kinds of people, how many can be remembered, just a rubbing shoulders.
The story of time, often like an ancient order, exquisite, and a thousand turns, and has a heart of grass and trees, not very gorgeous, but warm and warm.
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