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This winter and this life, may you be happy
Author:Spring Blossom · Anchor: Bamboo forest listening to the rain
Winter is depressed, the wind blows on the branches with a chill, so that only a few remaining dead leaves have fallen, winter is pure, just sparse and cheerful, but it is the wind bone hidden in the depths of the years.
There is no season, as simple as winter, and no season, as clear as winter.
The winter of the season is indifferent, silently walking through the passage of time, smiling at the end of the season to see the years floating and sinking.
With a reverential heart, and winter embrace, you will find that life is like a flower blossoming, all the past is just a flashy dream, all the experience in order to achieve a better self.
Winter is Zen and profound, this calm and profound, is a kind of prosperity after the Qingning, a romantic and lofty poem, vast but beautiful, idyllic but heavy.
"Spring has a hundred flowers, autumn has a moon, summer has a cool breeze and winter has snow, and the quiet and good years are always tied up by worldly fame and fortune and endless desires."
People's hearts are becoming more and more impetuous, only winter can make people return to quiet, and only winter can return to the soul a simple.
Winter's strangeness, with a faint far-reaching meaning, like life, there will always be blank space, along the way, there will always be someone to give you warmth, and someone to hurt you.
The Buddha said that everyone you meet has a reason and is here to teach you something.
Time is long, will eventually part, will eventually meet, come to hug, leave to wave blessings, time gradually drift away, change too much, and the warmth on the paper, will eventually blossom into the blossoms of the years.
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In fact, we are just the dust in time, there is never a place we can call forever, but there will always be a place that is our destination, and there is always a kind of warmth that takes us along the way.
Then in the years of the four seasons, when I occasionally think of it, the corners of my mouth are smiling, and everything is worth it.
More and more understand that open-mindedness is the most romantic way of life, when the first snowflakes once again run over the rings of the years, falling in the cracks of the seasons, can we not be afraid of aging, bravely accept, laugh at the parting?
The flowers of life blossom and fall, if you have something to gain, it is excellent, if you have nothing to gain, it is also a harvest of experience, and every moment of life is worth spending well.
Like the northern winter, cold pure, cold simple, winter cold heart warm, this season makes people feel warm and precious. A smile, like sunshine, illuminates the darkness, a word of encouragement, like a spring breeze, blowing away the haze.
In the hidden treasures of winter, there is the warmth of a porridge and a meal, the smell of fireworks in the world, the most touching of the hearts of mortals, in the ordinary city, idle years, slow cooking time, what is not a clear and transparent cheerfulness.
Quiet goodness in ordinary life is the gift of fate, to be content, to cherish, to be grateful. Thank you for the four seasons, let me meet warmth and love in the blossoming snow.
Winter will leave, spring will return, may you become a better self in the time of spring and autumn, may you have clothes to warm your body, someone to warm your heart, every day is plain and joyful.
The years are long, thank you to those who have been with us no matter the wind, frost, snow and rain. Warm winter, good luck.
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