Old Tree's comics and oil poems are here again!
Vivid and interesting, full of philosophy,
Definitely worth a read!
Don't pretend to be happy, don't think that there are many roads,
In fact, it is blind to live, who knows where to go?
The days passed quickly, and it was another year.
I don't know what to do, I can't be idle for a moment.
The unit teaches and works, and the jianghu pretends to be forced to speak.
The exhibition was held, and several articles were made.
There is no big disaster, and I also make some small money.
The mood is basically stable, and occasionally gu ying self-pity.
The body is OK, serious lack of sleep.
In the coming year, I made up my mind to live as simple as possible.
Take less of those broken things and live longer.
- That's it.
What is so important, the rivers and lakes are always fooling around.
You were all busy first, and I went back to sleep in the mountains.
The heart is far from success or failure, and the mountain is high to see the moon is small.
No matter what, it's not a big deal.
You don't always have to earn money, you can pretend to be idle.
Fast forward to the end of the year, there is no need to have sorrow and joy.
The divine horses are all floating clouds, and all thoughts arise from the heart.
Go your !!!
Several old friends for many years, it is rare to get together.
At the end of the year, it was put together into a pile - on the wine !!!
Usually, he always plots for rice sorghum, and he will stay in red dust.
But in my heart, I wanted to flatten the boat and paddle to the endless smoke wave.
Lin Xia visited Shi Tao and looked for no one.
But the birdsong is heard, and the mountains are deeper and deeper.
Ten miles after the rain, there are smoke trees, and my family lives in the mountains.
The door comes from the white clouds, and when you go home, you go deep into the clouds.
On the lonely wilderness, the white clouds are like dogs.
What do you think about that is worth worrying about?
Living is never easy, and I have been entangled in all kinds of things to this day.
Seek purity in your heart,
A cup of tea, a gust of wind, a bed of piano.
Don't talk to me about Jiangshan, don't talk about spring and autumn sheji.
The world is full of twists and turns, but a few games.
I am often bored, and things are really troublesome.
Instead of tangling with people, it is better to be entangled with flowers.
There is a sense of peace, there is a flower blossom balcony.
Forget about the world's broken things, and be alone every day in a daze.
There are always a lot of things, and pretending to be always leisurely.
Listen to the wind, read books, eat tea, and let others count the money.
Several times I dreamed of Suzhou and borrowed a small building in the abandoned garden.
Sit idly by the window by the water, and the breeze blows on your heart.
A book in hand, a cup of tea in front of you.
A thought in my heart, a tree of spring flowers outside the window.
It is always difficult to find the voice of the world, who do you say to whom?
Walk alone to the depths of the mountain, hugging the flowers and quietly talking carefully.
I slept all day and felt better.
Gossip with the cat and write a year-end summary.
At the end of the year, I have to write a summary, and I have not made a few sentences in half a day.
It is too bad to say well, and it is difficult to write poorly.
Or do you want to tell the truth? I was speechless.
Turn out the old draft of the previous year, change the ba and send it.
What else can I do? Confusion continues.
Write the year-end summary and prepare to turn it in tomorrow.
A year has passed, and every day is busy nagging.
The results are still dripping, and there are still many shortcomings.
Year after year of this nonsense, people slowly get older.
depend on!
At the end of the year, sit alone on the empty mountain and take stock of a year's experience.
This has been done, and there have been complaints and sorrows and joys.
Seems to be very dedicated, as if it has some meaning.
It looks like really, in fact, a game.
These are close to life, easy to understand,
And the oil poems that contain the philosophy of life,
With a unique comic,
It's more fun to read!