Lin Huiyin: "You are love, you are warm, you are the April day on earth." The blossoming of April is always fascinating, the soft light, the pink fragrance of the evening cherry blossoms, in this casual time, reminds of the bits and pieces of the past, the scene when they met, maybe this is the feeling of first love, that kind of expectation, the thumping heartbeat.
Standing silently under the cherry blossom tree, this familiar air current attacked the internal organs and stirred the brain, and how many people knew how to appreciate the beauty of this world!
The world is vast and the world is changing. In the smoke and dust of history, nothing is eternal, whether it is male and female love or deep husband and wife love, and how many people can be consistent and have a good original intention.
Why do you always feel that the memory is good, in that year of little trouble, what you see in your eyes is perfect, always thinking that the annual flower market blooms according to its own flowering period, this is only their own wishful thinking after all, who can do it!
This cherry blossom tree in front of me, I am not the first person to walk under it, and I will not be the last, if everyone has such expectations, then the cherry blossoms will not bloom, because it will not fail anyone, so we see, whether we come or not, the flowers will bloom. Children become teenagers, and teenagers become youths.
The blooming cherry blossoms, the pink petals are written all over the world, sometimes desolate and sometimes gentle, in this pink flower, fused with everything in this world, whether it is good or evil.
Many times, we are torn between innocence and complexity, and only when we are with the person we like can we release our true selves, without restraint or concern. The human world is beautiful, and the human world is cruel. Beautiful things, there is one person to like, there is one person to hug. What is cruel is that every day we open our eyes and fight for survival.
I have seen too many points and combinations, in the fireworks of the sun and moon, whether it can go to the end, everything is still unknown. So I'm not going to hold out much hope and I'm not going to give up hope. For this is the only way in which joy stops in the face of results, and so does sorrow.
Gently close your eyes, feel the fragrance of flowers with your heart, draw the picture in your brain, dance with the wind and moon of the world in this spring day, hold hands in the sun, and play noisily.
I like to describe the past in words, from last year's blossoms to this year's spring day. Between words, it is either beautiful or sad. Reading one text after another, sometimes joyful, sometimes in tears. The beauty of the past may no longer be possessed, and those beautiful things are destined to exist only in memory and words, and with the passage of time, they are either broken or broken. I was so lucky that the beauty I met nourished a fulfillment in my heart.
Regret is the norm of life, and who in this world can achieve true fulfillment! The ancients said: "People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has clouds and sunshine." Things are uncertain, and we are always looking for answers until we end up.
I love this April day, in this season of blossoms, once met in the afternoon, I did not believe before, there is a person who never forgot, until I met you, I believe that there is really a million years in this world.
Time is rushing, the years are vast, and the people and things around me have long changed their faces, but I have always insisted on waiting for the beauty of this world and the touch of my heart. Maintain a sobriety, understand the blandness after the joy and sorrow, the rules of the world turned out to be the norm.
Walking in the streets and alleys, I am always accustomed to paying attention to the blossoming of flowers, looking up at a tree of lush flowers, looking at this long river of history, lamenting the brevity of life, our life, who is not dissolved by obsession.
The evening cherry blossoms in the spring are just like the heartbeat of first love, the general clarity, the general innocence, the course of the years and the traces of engraving, are dissolved into a red halo on the face by this flower color.
Under the cherry blossom tree, there have been many people who have walked by, everyone has a different mood, maybe many people have not paid attention to it, of course, there will be many people like me, pondering carefully, and recording in words.
Spring blossoms, may you have no worries and sorrows, keep a quiet heart, and live up to the flowers and affection.
Strange cherry blossoms are blooming, and it is April on earth.