Having experienced the fireworks of the world, there is a little more ethereal trouble in the air, like the forest that has not been blown by the wind, with a deep sense of frustration. What a wonderful world, winter is about to leave and spring is coming soon.
Anywhere, as long as you love it, it's in your world. I thought so much that spring was coming soon, just like thinking about the name of my first love, the hazy and long-ago clear taste of cheerful paving.
Those who have lost the added troubles do not want to show it, but only think more and more about the deep and thick bitter and spicy taste. In the coldest years, you don't need to understand the helplessness and passion in my heart, like the beast running wild on the burning wilderness, kissing so deeply that you forget the tiredness and fatigue.
The cruelty of this winter torments women, children, and children, and the diseases that arise one after another block the smiling face, depressed and dull, and there is no happiness in the heart. Even if you return from thousands of miles, you still have worries and sorrows when you laugh, where there was once gentleness and steadfastness, when you are lonely, you can only be at home in peace.
If you lose it, correct your mindset! If I'm also not happy I'm really afraid of no one asking. Just like the simplicity of this snowflake, the sprinkling of su li rui swirled in the imaginary spring, and the blue of the lake expressed the depth of truth.
This cold winter has been hand in hand for many years, and the spring peach that can be expected is smiling, and how can the grand scene of the surging clouds and green buns be cleared with indifference.
Too much temptation to disappear seems to have an inexplicable congestion, the appearance of the entanglement is like a warm green forest, I just smiled slightly, the more precious this is, the longer it has been waiting.
The material world of paper chaos is cumbersome and panicked, and the discouragement of that moment reflects the filth and unscrupulous cruelty, like a sharp blade cutting the body and mind. That Chang Ning mentality should be rainy and sunny midsummer, big green ink, snow cool and sunny.
When the mind calms down, what is discarded is the hoodwinked morality, the root realm is really mellow, and if it is cool and interesting, it has a bit of a thick soul shadow and is frank.
When waiting for the flowers to bloom, the reward of love is so satisfied, delicate and delicate. With affection, it is mostly because people are unhappy that they hope to become what they need, but they just go down the stairs and increase their troubles.
Wanton and not, kneading love flowers, a hundred flowers into honey, who is bitter and who is sweet? Even the thistle at the end of the lowest branch should spin the silk flying branches, yearning for a high blue silhouette and deep, and the cloud bird flew back. The pursuit of this ideal is by no means the arrogance of the law of etiquette, but the heart is in a place where the body is worried and low, the cold clothes are unrepentant, and the morning is haggard.
Mo Daoyan Xiangfeng Hui, the god of love and the true king. The edge of the shallow side of the side, how can you really bear willow city.
What I forget is to remember, how close to forgetting at this moment, like fog like rain and like wind, the fireworks that have long been idle in the world, if the memory is to forget the beauty you bring, then I will no longer remember.
The youthful and cheerful years, those who love the false intention or the true heart, could have grabbed more wealth from this society, but I gave up, because what haunts my mind is always the filtered innocence of you, and what I cherish is the painful wrinkles of your aging moment and the dimness of the light.
Between gains and losses, the tree is free. The golden jade is full of halls, and Mo Zhi can keep it. I think that for the spiritual pursuit should be more pursuit of perfection and pride, for the material void and the snake is too much energy to spend more energy than to lose. Heavenly affection is not like an amorous inch but also tens of millions of strands.
The fun of this reading is that the wisps are empty, there is no hatred and resentment, there is no comparison and admiration, the heart follows the wishes, I can't understand whether it is a bird or a cloud, and I always feel that I will always be with it.
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Pen name: Fang Xin Secret Promise, Love Bo Qingshan, life is hard and tired, it is also worth us to write and sing, and the creation comes from thinking, only people who continue to think will rub out the spark and inspiration of creation.
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