The temperature has cooled, the west wind has tightened, and the prologue of December is slowly opening.
There is a sense of peace, accompanied by the twilight of the year, and the mind is calm and relaxed. With a light warmth, embracing the joy of the years, plain beauty and tranquility.
Adapted to the cold of winter, the wind blows on the Mo, there are traces of you walking alone. There is no fluctuation and loneliness, nor is it lonely, the sun and moon who have worked diligently all the way, your determination and tenacity, have shaped the calmness in the cold wind.
The leaves of the shallow winter have wrapped your beliefs, you want to be at ease, and you want to wander the world with it.
I really want to unload a heavy responsibility, and I want to go with the flow in the red dust, regardless of the consequences, regardless of gains and losses.
But in the end, he stabilized his position and settled his mind. With dreams in mind, your direction will not drift. With a goal ahead, you don't stumble in your steps.
The warm winter sun has also had your romance, you want to be free and easy, and you want a beautiful life. There is no patience, there is no need to be hard, it is no concern after lying flat.
I want to indulge in the caress of the winter sun, I want to dance with the fluttering ginkgo leaves, forget the years, and don't know the suffering of the world.
But he still turned around resolutely, hid into trivial daily life, tried his best to precipitate in doing things, and traveled wholeheartedly in the sun and moon.
Some people say that the meaning of moving forward with a heavy burden in life lies in having an unquenchable light in the heart.
Perhaps, for some, what is free and easy is a topic that is disdained to justify. Xi is accustomed to moving forward, identifying the continuous path, the lofty posture is the proof of speechlessness, and the clear eyes are the expression of happiness.
In this way, when the wind rises and falls, Fang Jue is late. Suddenly sighed, but there was no regret, only Enron.
Looking back on the way we came, we were happy all the way and sang all the way. The blue sky and white clouds become a beautiful painting in the winter sun, and the scattered dead leaves are frozen into vicissitudes in the sound of the wind. The time is warm, there are traces of struggle on the painting, and the vicissitudes of life are filled with the weight and abundance of the years.
In the late winter, I can finally lean on the window to read an idle book and indulge in the fragrance of tea. The sun shines all over the room, the shadows of the trees fall, and the warmth in my heart rises.
In the boundless place of time, looking at the ups and downs of life, what comes to you is actually fragrant and fragrant, and the four seasons are like spring. The bitterness and bitterness of the past have dissipated, and the grinding of thousands of rivers and mountains has become an indifferent and elegant scenery.
Beyond the desolation of the world, out of the weak human feelings, the harvest is sudden, and the accumulation is rich.
I never expect to get something for nothing, and now I know the importance of being diligent in life. Do things conscientiously every day, see your own limitations in the hard work, and realize the difficulties of life in the hard work.
Be a man, pay sincerely, and be kind to others. Do things, do your best, and have a clear conscience.
I have never complained about the sky, and I am even more grateful at this moment. Thanksgiving for the vicissitudes of life, gratitude for the years of giving, gratitude for all encounters, is experience, is practice.
With a warm heart in your heart, cherish every moment.
Look down on the passing years, collect every touch.
Be at ease in your own rhythm and remember deeply in the warmth of every drop. Live with heart, be kind to the years, and harvest your own abundance and abundance.
In December, Anran walked into the twilight of the year, savoring the vicissitudes of the year, feeling faint and warm, being an eternal practitioner and his own ferryman.