Sentence: Thousands of mountains are lonely on Qingyun Road.
Couplet: White-haired people have two sideburns.
On the road to green clouds, the mountains are silent, as if thousands of mountains and ravines are covered by a layer of quiet blue. It is a profound and serene beauty, as if to speak of a transcendent transcendence. And on this road of green clouds, although the steps of the walker are light, they seem to be able to break through the silence of this thousand mountains, making every mountain peak tremble.
In another corner of the world, white hair has quietly grown, and the temples are mottled like autumn leaves. It is the traces of time and the witness of the vicissitudes of life. The white hair seems to be whispering about the impermanence of life and the vicissitudes of the world. The temples are white, just like the autumn leaves, reflecting a poignant and mournful charm.
The silence on Qingyun Road and the vicissitudes of the white-haired world are like a poem and a painting, bringing us into a world full of poetry and philosophy. They are the two extremes of life, but they are also the inevitability of life. On the road of Qingyun, we pursue lofty and detached; In the world, we taste the ups and downs of life and feel the warmth and coldness of the world.
On this green road, we may be able to forget the troubles of the world and find inner peace; In the white-haired world, we may be able to extract the true meaning of life from the trivialities of life. Whether it is the silence on Qingyun Road or the vicissitudes of the white-haired world, it is the scenery in the journey of life, which is worthy of our hearts to feel and comprehend.