After the Great Cold Festival, when the cold gradually subsided, the east wind gradually came.
When the wind rises, the haze gently dissipates.
When the wind rises, the river gradually melts.
When the wind rises, the sails on the shore are raised, starting its voyage in the east wind.
When the wind rises, may we all spread our wings and ride against the wind.
When the wind rises, may we all take a step forward and embark on the voyage.
The wind is a cordial call from the front, and the wind is also a gentle response from the heart.
The gentle wind holds up the dream of running.
Flying flowers are as light as a dream".
The slightest wind swayed the flowers in front of you, and also swayed the ethereal dreams.
When the wind rises, pack our bags, go on a journey, and go to the dream that has always been outlined in our hearts.
Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles."
When Li Bai left his hometown, went down the river, and made friends with celebrities from all walks of life with poetry, the dreams he went to had rivers and mountains, meritorious deeds, spring flowers, and autumn colors.
Maybe there will be bumps on the way forward, or maybe there will be turmoil on the way forward.
However, where there is a dream, there is a longing for the distance; On the way forward, there are beautiful lines of poetry.
When the mountains are calling, they go to the mountains.
When the breeze is pushing, try to move forward.
The sound of the chicken is the month of the shop, and the frost of the bridge is on the footsteps".
When looking back, the westward slanting moon is full of cordial inquiries.
When looking back at the tracks, the footprints of that line condense the enthusiasm of yearning.
When the wind rises, hold up the dream in your heart and sail together in the direction of the wind.
When the cranes line the clouds in the clear sky, it will lead poetry to the blue sky".
When the wind blows, you will see the white cranes in the sky, and you will also see the loneliness in the distant sky.
When Liu Yuxi left the capital Chang'an and came to the remote Langzhou, he saw the hot beside him, and he also saw the hot and cold state of life.
Life is not only about enthusiasm, but also about sobriety.
Even if all the effort is exhausted, even if all the enthusiasm is poured, the peach blossoms will inevitably wither and eventually drift away.
When you are young and crazy, you will grasp, you will fight, and you will fight hard for the desire in your heart.
And when walking through the mud and mountains, you will also know how to avoid the noisy crowd, hold a cane, and walk slowly.
The crowd looked for him thousands, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”
Life is between searching and seeking, the lights in the distance, the figures in the distance, maybe going around in circles, maybe a thousand times.
When you bury your head in the road, when you look up at the clear sky, when the breeze enters your arms, life will be enriched, and life will be full.
A cool breeze blows, does not regret the responsibility of the past, does not unload the burden on the shoulders, falls lightly, and the mature heart is still firm.
Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not roar and walk slowly. ”
Xu Xing, listen to the rain rhyme in the noise.
Xu Xing, looking back at the slanting sun after the wind and rain.
No matter how long you walk, life will meet the sunset.
No matter how far you go, life has to go home.
The clouds are scattered and the moon is bright, and the sky and the sea are clear. ”
Life may reach peaks, life may cross troughs, and eventually, we all have to return.
When you return, you may be greeted by the evening breeze or beautiful scenery.
Ding Ye in "Love for a Long Time", he used to be entangled in his personality.
Because he was not good at communicating, he could only shut up in the house, write alone, and guard the loneliness and loneliness in his heart.
And when Ding finally came out of the hut and learned to share, he experienced a long window period in writing.
Ten years later, Ding also reworked his wish list.
Only then did he realize that all the efforts he had made were the most beautiful times.
And those who were nourished by his works, who were infected by his enthusiasm, quietly came to his side, accompanied him, read the sunset, and listened to the evening bell.
When we return, in the wind of habit, reconcile with ourselves.
When you're lonely, listen to the peace of mind.
When you get along, you can feel the warmth of each other.
The breeze lingers in our ears, let us embark on the journey home, and listen to the warm songs.
The east wind blows the colored swallows, and the dawn moves the curtains".When the wind rises, give us a cordial call and a gentle reminder.
In the morning breeze, when you go forward, you will always encounter beautiful scenery.
In autumn, walk slowly, through a thousand turns.
In the slanting sun, a low groan, caressing a gentle sunset.
When the wind rises, may we all be on the road, bathing in the light, listening to the wind, and getting drunk and singing.