The twilight of the year is cold, and everything is bleak.
The air was gloomy, as if a grand secret was hidden. The hope in my heart also fell together, and I was excited and excited.
The snowflakes fell elsewhere, some regrets, some regrets, but there was still hope.
One day, there will be a fluttering romance, and there will be a white magnificence. If you are not in a hurry, wait slowly, and have patience.
Even if the wish is finally disappointed, there is already a leisurely and more leisure in the long wait.
Let this faint loss once again turn into a gift of the years, wash away the glitz, and leave simplicity.
Stumbling all the way, a lot of bitterness has turned into smoke, thousands of sorrows have dissipated with the wind, and what knot can't be untied?What else can't you think about?
All encounters are practice, and all experiences become experiences. So many days have flown by, and only then do I have today's indifference and unfazedness. is so deeply entangled in bitterness and hatred, so that there is now relief and openness.
The change of seasons is not up to people, so let it be. The ups and downs of life also have their own rules, so wait for the flowers to bloom.
Trace a forest and snow field in your heart, and touch the long-lost throbbing with the wings of imagination. With beauty, with blessings, a greeting can usher in a sprinkled ocean, and a deep affection can also witness the snow dance.
Time is faint, write a line of heart with sincerity, and pave a poetry with enthusiasm. Embracing the vicissitudes of life, with wind and frost, intoxicated and lingering in the moving of a stream of clouds, chanting and singing in the lingering of a window moon.
It's still herself, but she's not the sentimental woman. Time has changed a lot, and it has left a lot.
It's still an ordinary year, but it's no longer miserable. The brightness in my heart rejuvenated my face, and the light in my eyes illuminated the itinerary.
When there is fog in the early morning, in front of the warm window in the afternoon, under the amorous lamp at night, or walking slowly, or taking a break with incense, or wandering in the book, there is a kind of quiet and quiet embrace, and there is a simple and quiet shadow.
No more gains and losses, no worries, no hesitation. Life has passed thousands of mountains, and the thousands of knots in the heart are also scattered with the wind.
There used to be so many people who couldn't get used to it, and they also smiled and went with it in the years like water. The once deep obsession has also quietly disappeared in the changes.
It's not that the environment has changed, but that I look down on myself. It's not that the reality is gentle, but the mood is clear.
Where there are people, there will be all kinds of entanglements between right and wrong. If you don't participate, it's none of my business.
Some relationships don't have to be maintained, and some circles don't need to be integrated. If you are not greedy, everyone understands me, and you don't sigh that it is difficult to find a bosom friend.
You can enjoy loneliness, you can sit down with loneliness, just because you have peace of mind.
Do what you love, do your best, and be in the moment. Don't draw on fame and fortune, don't care about gains and losses.
The world is bustling, what does it have to do with me?The world is crowded, why be greedy?
People don't need much in their lives, so there's no need to chase them in embarrassment. It's simple to live a life, and you don't need to be a fly.
For the rest of my life, I am willing to be accompanied by the breeze and the bright moon, accompany the prosperity and withering of the grass and trees, and watch the flowing clouds leisurely.
Time is like water, simple and peacefulA plain heart, be kind to time.