- Good times always pass too quickly, but if the beauty falls in your eyes and heart, then the ordinary life is trivial and not so trivial...
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An inch of time passed through the season, and April's shoulders were clean and grassy.
Take a nap in the afternoon, your thoughts overlapping with the light and shadow outside the window.
Sigh, life was once as beautiful as a flower, slowly have been bleached by time, those who walk on the flowers of the past, has long become an unattainable memory, slowly, people will gradually be silent and sober, indifferent and calm.
Remember Jian Wei's poem: The moon has not been thin, the thin is tossing and turning; the stars have not been extinguished, and the lights are extinguished...
(ii)
Riding to work, I found that the tall sycamore branches on the side of the road had grown a palm-sized new green, and the red flowers and sorrel grass were also blooming on the side of the road, bright and delicate.
Stop, take a few photos, have colleagues ride by, shout, and go to work late.
Look up, laugh, and respond loudly.
Sighing, the loneliness and sorrow that have been there in the years, the light arrogance, the distance or the dream, have finally become the ordinary years now.
In fact, people are the same!
Live a pyrotechnic day, cooperate with the people and things in life at the right time, linger in the chai rice oil and salt, or get used to it.
And slowly understand: the joy of middle-aged people is sometimes simple, sometimes not simple.
Because in life, some happiness is not complicated at all.
Because in life, some loneliness can also be pleasant.
(iii)
Spring is about to fall.
Some people are sad in the falling flowers, and some people are about to open the door of their hearts with a touch of green.
And the beauty that belongs to summer has also begun to seduce people.
Freshly beaten beer, freshly cooked edamame, salted peanuts.
It's best to have another portion of crayfish.
Freshly beaten beer, cool, take a sip, just like drinking the cool and refreshing of Sansheng III.
Even the air blossomed in an instant, one by one, from the heart to the outside.
You see, life is a little happy, not complicated at all!