Time flies, and the light is fleeting. Looking back, the past year, all the ups and downs are bitter and sweet. The night is full of sleeplessness, listening to the spring words, every day is a new piece, no longer idle, looking at the stars sprinkled with moonlight all the way forward.
Counting the starry sky, the years are like water, fleeting. In the vast sea of people, find a touch of sunshine warmth, drink with the most indifferent posture and time, carry a wisp of breeze freely, in a light smile, take care of every dull day into a poetic scenery, and gently place.
In the light and cloudy days, keep a calm, not disturbed by the prosperity, and be content. Life is in a hurry, between the flowers blooming and falling, tossing and turning, stumbling a few times in the years, fading away from immaturity and hypocrisy, and bringing maturity and stability; I lost my selfishness and narrow-mindedness, learned to give roses to others, and my hands have a lingering fragrance.
Wander in the text, **, looking for a quiet soul. Every word is like a trickle, gently moistening the heart. **It can wash the soul, but also bring people the throbbing of the soul, feel the charm of ** in a silent place, and feel the grace of the years in the melody.
Time is shallow, and the years are silent. At the corner of the season, with a touch of floral fragrance, keep a tranquility, let time flies, and the years are like a shuttle. A plain heart in the passing years, fade the flashy fingertips, take a leisurely and poetic, drink with time, smile lightly, in the corner of time, find a peach blossom source of the soul, let the time disperse, the years go by, suddenly look back, I hope we still have a clear heart.
In the vicissitudes of the years, how many prosperous encounters have been lonely, and how many narrow road encounters have passed by. Perhaps, some love is destined to stay only in memories; Some people are destined to become passers-by; Some roads are destined to be walked alone.
After wind and rain, several spring and autumn seasons, along the way, the edges and corners have been smoothed, the halo has faded, and I have experienced the ups and downs of life, a little helplessness, a little persistence, no longer frivolous for youth, and no longer entangled in gains and losses. Learn to choose, learn to give up, learn to be content and happy.
Strive to face frustration with a smile, interpret affection with shallowness, be calm in impermanence, and gain satisfaction in plainness. Bloom like a flower, enjoy life, enjoy beauty, and enjoy nature; withering like a flower, perceiving calm, perceiving free and easy, perceiving indifference; After the vicissitudes of life, the flowers bloom and fall, and the humiliation is not shocked.
Time is like water, time is like a shuttle, in the indifferent, peaceful and comfortable. Let's taste the tranquility and quiet beauty of this "time like a shuttle" in the passing years!