The years are long, the period is about, and it is good to have your company all the time. We often meet, often together.
Whisk away the wind and dust of the years, bid farewell to 2021, and let laughter and tears condense into a thick crystal amber in your heart to welcome 2022.
Spring of 2022 is coming, time, stumbling; seasons, coming and going; every day, busy and busy. Do we all treat every day of our lives with a normal heart?
The years are long, and everything has a period. Time is like water, and the years are hurried. In the blink of an eye, unconsciously time has brought us into the spring of the Year of the Tiger in 2022.
In 2021, withdraw, frustrated and helpless. I had to go through the second exam in my life.
Every morning, I stroll quietly along the path I usually walk, listening to the birds chirping. The path under the backlight has a different flavor. Give me a feeling: "The beautiful scenery is like Tang poetry, there is no need to move to win the Song Dynasty". However, in the journey of a person's life, I always feel very good, and the scenery in the journey is not necessarily so beautiful, and I will always encounter a dark winter night, which makes me afraid to stop and dare not move forward.
So, I learned to cherish, be happy and strong, chase bravely, and learn to start over. Whether it is obscure, or living like an ant, being an interesting and not impetuous person, big things and small things give way, do not argue with people, never joke with others. It is often said: "People are very untangled, wine is not drunk, and when they touch you, they bend their feet." Let the good mood, every day is a new beginning.
In 2022, it's still like I said: when you are idle, you still wear the clothes that have not changed, ride around in that broken ox cart, with you, take pictures, read books, play chess, scribble a few diaries, listen to old songs, work well, and don't get too tired.
In my space, thank you for having your company all the way in my world, your warm greetings, your space praise, and comments on my diary, guarding me, giving me the motivation to continue to move forward, grasping the twilight after the winter night, and never giving up.
I don't care about gains and losses, let alone about losses and possessions. Life is a hundred years, fleeting. When you have all the glory and merit, you find that youth has been thrown too far away by time.
The years are long, and everything is sentient. We often meet, we often accompany each other, and it is good to have the company of everything in the world all the time. The grass and trees wither and wither, and there are still spring flowers to bloom. And I, in the past few years, let my years pass quickly, and there will be no more days. At that time, everything was just a cloud of smoke passing through the eyes.
I, who have gone through decades of style, have always been simple and simple, and now it seems that I am still light and peaceful, as if nothing has happened in these decades.
The path under the backlight, the flowers and leaves and trees are the same, through the spring, summer, autumn and winter, always fresh and emerald green, with your always company, it is good! I will be quiet, work well, be safe and clean.
Spring is here.
- Good evening!