Coming to the last day of the year of Kwai Mao, we are about to usher in the hope and yearning of the Jiachen year.
The journey is always unforgettable, reluctant, attachment, helpless, desolate, the new year is coming, full of expectations and bright yearning.
Chinese New Year's Eve, thousands of lights. Paste the Spring Festival couplets, blessing the peace of the year and the eternal unchanged; Making dumplings, eternal blessings are in the thick meat filling.
One year old, one gift, one inch of joy. One year old, one thought, one life warm.
Winter is over, the stars are bright, Chinese New Year's Eve, thank you for the guardian, I wish you all in the new year: keep your ambitions and read often; Happy to make friends, cherish the four times. Peace and joy, all things go well.
Fireworks take off, another year; The front is glorious, and the back is warm. May we always be healthy every year, and see each other every year. I hope that the next days will be as brilliant as fireworks, the long road will be mighty, and everything can be expected. The dragon is long, the future is bright, and life is long.
On Chinese New Year's Eve, in the silence, I always feel that something is missing, it turns out that there is a lack of vitality, a vitality of life.
The flower shop is still open, holding on to the last touch of spring in the Chinese New Year's Eve, giving the world a glimmer of hope and a ray of hope for fragrance.
The mind is full of literature and ink, and the belly is full of poetry and books, which is the breath that knowledge gives to human beings. Holding a graceful scroll, faint and long, the sublimation of the ink fragrance is inadvertently quietly revealed. A page of stories is like a flat boat; A manuscript of poetry is like a life; Reading is the fulfillment of one's life, and words are just the finishing touch in this life.
In fact, there are the most primitive gifts of nature that can bring fragrance in life. The vitality that embellishes life is a touch of green. When the vase radiated those little bits, the room soon filled with the breath of life.
Reading the book page by page, the quiet words fell on the white paper, with the faint fragrance of ink, leaning on the head of the bed, turning on a warm lamp, accompanied by the feelings of the fragrance gift, dancing their sleeping hearts.
In 2024, I wish everything I see is beautiful, everything I do is smooth, everything I ask is as I wish, and everything I have in the past is prologue; All the future is hopeful. Traveling all over the mountains and rivers, I still feel that the world is warm, the future is promising, and everything is worth it. I wish you all a prosperous "Dragon" and a prosperous Year of the Dragon!