Original Li Baoping
I admit it
Occasional preferences swell in melancholy
Pretend to find my depth
Overwhelmed in the depths
It is also not peaceful to cross the mountains
Still dazed after the surge
I don't know myself
Exactly in this void
Want to find something
Still waiting for something
Maybe it's like
Maybe it's a hobby
Maybe it's a habit
Still maintain the spicy stimulation in the heart
When I write some text
The elf dreaming of the heart chanting
Unload lightly under load
Thus I tasted it too
Sanity mixed with loneliness
Chicken soup for the mind to take in
A mix of sadness and cheerfulness
Throughout the body
A clear stream warms the body
Unclog every tributary of the blood
Equalize the weights at both ends of the scale
Not lost on the path of life
Emotions piled up into words
Always so clearly visible
Go back and read it
So gracious again
is a record
is a summary
Tired experience
How much we have experienced in life
Wear a long string
Connect
You will understand
Bumps along the way
Even roll belt climb
Be an adaptor of life
Understand the theory of everything
Raindrops understand the heaviness of clouds
There is no turning back
The wind understands the helplessness of the leaves
Only to float and dance
We all grow up under the rules of life that do not accept defeat
Those pains that have passed through the years
The most beautiful ones ever
Remember
The best way to do this is to write down a record
It's because I read too many things in my experience
Inspire the courage to live
In a life of faith
In nature's spring, summer, autumn and winter
Looking at the mountains is the mountains
Look at water is water
After bathing in the sun
Get a good night's sleep
I thought insomnia was missed
Now know
Insomnia is the eye's attachment to the night
We're always missing out
Miss yesterday and today
And it's still being repeated today
Repeating the same trace
On ordinary days
It is better to pick up a pen and wipe the mountains
Write the flow of water passing by
The breeze drifts for a long time
The spring breeze blows through the heart sea
Reading is as confident and ethereal as having the wind
Those things we can't change
Ultimately, you have to accept adaptation
Be the best version of yourself
Photography: Nodo
Appearance: Women flowers