Life is a lifetime, the years are hurried. Walk into February and wait for the spring day to arrive as promised. Wind spring ten miles. Spring water is just born. People are springing up. Unabashedly exert the exuberance of life. The ferry of the years, willing to be a breeze and a long moon person. Always on the road to the pursuit of beauty. Even if you exhaust your life, you will have no regrets or complaints. Throw in and out. Meet with heart. Pour out your bags. A world of chic. Towards the poems of the heart and the distance. And those distant and unknowable dreams. Always have fun. Just leave from spring. Headwind. Everything on earth is worth looking forward to. Believe in just sowing seeds on the spring soil. You will eventually reap a piece of life's lush foliage. When you meet February, you meet beauty. It's fun at every four o'clock. Just wait for us to calm down. Go and admire the thousands of wind objects that change with the seasons. Stop and linger through the scenery. In the quiet good taste of the face. Slow cooking years in the fireworks.
![This year's Spring Festival Gala was really amazed by it, they came out of the painting, more beautiful than the painting, "Only this green" a word: Absolutely! "Only This Green" talks to the talented painter Xi Meng of the Northern Song Dynasty, painted with dance[fig]](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=)