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Meiwen: A pot of cheap coarse tea, a bowl of mediocre fireworks, although there is no luxury, the days can also be colored

Meiwen: A pot of cheap coarse tea, a bowl of mediocre fireworks, although there is no luxury, the days can also be colored

Life never tastes because of luxury, but it takes a little mood, plus a little love, and slowly boiling to make the years like a song.

A bustling ride passes by, leaving a simple day. Porridge cooked in the kitchenette, lazy in the sofa, flowers planted on the balcony, light snoring in the bed.

In a quiet corner, a bunch of cheap coarse tea, brewing a pot of incense, red dust rejoicing, time boiling.

But it is an inevitable repetition of the day, and there are no expensive tea buds, but I still feel that the tea is broken and the lid of the pot is filled in the air, which is extremely beautiful and picturesque.

Meiwen: A pot of cheap coarse tea, a bowl of mediocre fireworks, although there is no luxury, the days can also be colored

Before the flowers fall under the moon, enjoy the smell of fireworks lingering in the day.

Like the mediocre and noisy tone of the city life, no need for the so-called exquisite, coarse tea and light rice, silly smile, smile can be from the cold winter to the gentle summer.

Suitable, not necessarily expensive. However, some people covet prosperity, dream-like emptiness, and forget the beauty of spring, summer, autumn and winter, which is enough to comfort the resentment in the red dust world.

At this moment time is silent, and I hope that this simple happiness can continue.

Meiwen: A pot of cheap coarse tea, a bowl of mediocre fireworks, although there is no luxury, the days can also be colored

Two clouds are ambiguous, a wisp of wind is entangled, and in a leisurely afternoon, it is better to meet the beauty of nature.

Old wooden stools, enamel cups, falling incense floating on the surface of the tea, ripples are light and light, like the day, the incense is also slightly lancering. But most of the time it is a mediocre world of a little joy and a little indifference, folded into a mediocre world.

The fingertips are dripping with spring flowers, and the time is filled with the crumbs of the purple and red flowers, and the beauty of this amazing treasure is more luxurious than the treasure of gold and silver.

People say that diamonds are expensive because they represent eternity, but I think that short-lived is worth a lot, like the flowers in a small town and our youth.

Meiwen: A pot of cheap coarse tea, a bowl of mediocre fireworks, although there is no luxury, the days can also be colored

Cherish everything that is not defined by the price, and keep the indifference in your heart. To have a full moon, a flower language, a bowl of fireworks, a pot of tea, ordinary days, has become interesting.

Life does not need to be decorated with gemstones, as long as it is dusty and tranquil with the light. Plant flowers in your mood, drink coarse tea, chew light rice, warm in winter and cool in summer, and place the ordinary dream.

Old streets, deep alleys, under the mottled brick walls, in the shade of the corners, the old man is holding a tea bowl, talking to each other. Occasionally, they will welcome friends three or two, or talk loudly, or talk ordinary.

Meiwen: A pot of cheap coarse tea, a bowl of mediocre fireworks, although there is no luxury, the days can also be colored

The days should have been like this, the sunset cooked slowly after work, the idle time after work, but it was attached with a lot of things, making our tired hearts sensitive and sad.

This spring, there are always some news that makes people cry, sweeping in, and suddenly discovering that life is precious.

Too many people live wrong, insisting on pursuing the splendor of the moment, and when they look back, they find that the most important people are on the other shore.

In the old days, I made a tomb, and the rest of my life was as casual as possible, not living up to the world, not living up to the time.

Meiwen: A pot of cheap coarse tea, a bowl of mediocre fireworks, although there is no luxury, the days can also be colored

When the wind rises, the coarse tea will be blown cold, idle in front of the window, watching the danxia micro-rolls in the sky, simple days, because of the changing scenery and no regrets.

Fang Fei in the world, flowing into the firewood door, dismantled the small characters in the books that were troublesome, and the incense chips on the table were scattered, the wind pulled, and the heart was dissipated, so all the touches here were simple and beautiful.

There is a song in the ear, there is light in the eyes, although the days can not always be unharmed, but life is so precious, it should be twisted with a breeze and bright moon, embroidered on the heart between the eyebrows.

Exile is worldly and prosperous, a pot of cheap coarse tea, a bowl of mediocre fireworks, the most flawless.

Meiwen: A pot of cheap coarse tea, a bowl of mediocre fireworks, although there is no luxury, the days can also be colored

Impermanent life, don't think too much, you can do what you like, meet people you like, and live a life of life is enough.

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