Article Debut Challenge If there is no love in your heart, how to depict the ancient poems?If there is no you in your dreams, will you have a long sleepless night?If you haven't met it, will there be that brilliant light in your life?
Time flies, before it can be savored, before it is deep and sentimental, the night has fallen, and the years have left in a hurry. Looking back, it feels like yesterday. It is like the encounter when the spring flowers are blooming, the love in the summer, the separation in the autumn wind, and the sealing in the purity of the winter snow. It's a year in a blink of an eye, and it's half a life in a blink of an eye.
There are countless partings in life, believing in fate, believing that meeting is the concern of the past life and the reunion of this life.
The joyful encounter, the painful parting, from the heart is not stained with dust, inadvertently, into the heart, into the sweetness of dreams. Slowly tearing in the heart, slowly losing, slowly forgetting, slowly disappearing into the sea of people. Is it love or robbery?It is a painful transformation, and it is a relief that you have experienced hardships in exchange. Train your mind and make you understand that what is not your own cannot be forced.
Those ** are confused, like poppies. The petals are like the white veil of a fairy, pure and flawless. The petals that open slightly are like shy girls in the boudoir, with ...... veins in the chinHowever, the fruit of the bright, charming flower is a poison. It makes you confused, crazy, desperate to have it, knowing that it is poisonous, knowing that it is a trap, but you have no hesitation.
Just like when I was at the beginning, knowing that the pleasure was short-lived, I still wanted to kiss the tip of your poisonous tongue, so that I could fall to the ground in the tenderness that I had in fantasy, and the bright red flowing from the corners of my mouth sealed all my infatuation with you, and there was still a smile on the corner of my mouth, which was my happy appearance.
Life is short, and it has been many years before you know it.
The people who have been in and out of your heart, how many Qinghuan can accompany you through the years?Who has dazzled you, who has made you pay thousands of tenderness, who has given you a bright moon, so that acacia hangs on the branches, who will keep you awake all night, dreamless nights, only missing him?Who will be your lone ranger in the world, the tea taster in the Burrow?Who will cherish the tenderness you give?
You are watching the streets in the bleak wind and cold rain, who will take you into their arms?Who would know that you love humbly, but still turn away, and that turn around is so resolute and cruel?The wind whispers in the rain that the person he once loved is gone. The rain can't be spoken, it can only fall desperately, let the thoughts become a river, the sorrow flows with the waves, and wash away the wounds of the soul.
When one feels that the fragrance of wild vegetables is better than the delicacies of the mountains and seas, the stones on the roadside are more attractive than diamonds, listening to the birdsong in the forest is more touching than walking the birds in a cage, and quietly sipping a pot of tea can cleanse the soul more than eating a noisy dinner party.
The years have washed away the dust in my heart, and the wild enthusiasm of youth has been smoothed out by life again and again. I look down on the wind and snow, and I look down on the impermanence of fate coming and going.
In front of the window, recalling the past, the dust has settled, and the eyes are full of scenery, only the old dwellings. Where is the infatuation?Only in dreams. Worried, the heart is already returning.
The years are long, unhurried, and the days are still the same, but there is more peace and happiness. Precipitate all emotions, recall the past, and suddenly understand that a hundred years of life is just a cloud of smoke. The fireworks that once dazzled your sky are short and beautiful, and you know that you can get the joy of that moment, but you can't escape the ashes after the fireworks and the sorrow in the endless night.
How important is the love word in the world, from ancient times to the present, literati and writers, heroes and heroes, all of them cannot escape the love network. Lu You misses his wife, Xiang Yu is reluctant to give up his first love, and the deep affection of Cangyang Gyatso, the leader of the sixth lama, only love and youth can not be disappointed. Their ardent yearning for love has changed the color of the landscape. I have you in my heart, shallow in my heart. Where is the infatuation?
Desert becomes mulberry field. The years are slow, and the only person in his heart has the meaning of this life, and he does not regret the desolation of the world. Growing old together and spending the rest of your life together is a good story in the world and the fulfillment of this life.
We have been running around in life, loving, hurting, joyful, and sad, while gaining, while losing, on the one hand, the surprise of the first encounter, and on the other hand, the heartache after loss. People who love to the bone are the deepest pain. The people who hurt you the most in the world are often the people you love the most. To pass it is to be reborn, to be a phoenix nirvana, and to become a better version of yourself.
Spring flowers, summer, autumn leaves, and winter snow are the most romantic stories in every period of our lives. We live in our own fairy tales, let love take root, blossom in the coming year, and stay together for a thousand years.
With a grateful heart, sit quietly in the winter time, reminisce about the past years under the warm sunshine, abandon the sad stories, and take the warm encounters and love in the bottom of your heart. The quiet and beautiful scenery in winter, the snow-capped world, the vast and far-reaching earth, the clear blue sky, and the radiant sunlight paint a simple but beautiful picture full of inner happiness. With the calmness and steadiness of winter, sober time, read the joy of the world.
If you love deeply, you will love deeply, because the world is worth it. If you miss it, you will think deeply, because your heart has been touched. Hang the acacia on the branches of time and space, never forget it for a lifetime, and enrich the beauty and yearning of life. Since then, it has been in vain.