Author: Wang Na. Original works are prohibited**.
What could be happier than freedom of movement?
Looking for the warm sun in winter, life is unlimited. In a busy world, give yourself a corner of space. Thinking, moving, recalling, dreaming, summarizing.
What have you gained from a year's growth? Is it money, or is it material? Is it the scenery, or is it fame? If you don't have any, reap the joy! Accompanied by the happiness of the family, walking with the minutes and seconds of the years, flattering with nature, wonderful games with difficulties, and the person who loves to the bones, lovesickness, love and hurt.
The gray hair is not seen, and the green silk is gradually decreasing. Tender years, faint fragrance. Age is the reply given by the years, and wrinkles are the light of experience replay. Bit by bit fragments of life, piecing together a colorful picture of life. The tears that flowed were complemented by smiles. The wounds that have been suffered grow together with wisdom.
In this life, only the love of you and me cannot be measured.
Through the four seasons of the year, in the winter, treasure all the good times, and unload all the hard days. Leave the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of falling in love, and have long memories.
"Repatriation Order".
Thousands of winds carved snow, ten thousand plum blossoms, Qiongyu crosses the tower.
The curtain moon is happy, the word is shy, and he wanders alone in the distance.
Half a glass of light wine, like drunk and sluggish, who will Sijun send?
Thinking about how much love there is in the world, speechless tears come first.