Original Li Baoping
May all the joy of the world be desired
You don't need to rely on abandonment to understand
Experience likes and joys from likes
Instead of spending all the joy to like
I love listening to birdsong outside in the morning
Loved the sound of spring and summer flowers blooming
Loved the sound of rain hitting the umbrella bone
Loved the sound of autumn ripening and falling
Loved the way Rice bent over and smiled
Loved the sound of the cold wind blowing snowflakes
Like to make a piece of Ganoderma lucidum after the appreciation of the bonsai
Hear the sound of blood trickling inside
Days are a feeling of happiness in the like
Time will leave the person you like
Some people say
After all, liking is a gust of wind
And I said
Like love
It is a long stream of fine water with a lifetime
Coarse tea and light rice do not matter
It doesn't matter if you live in a bustling urban mountain village cottage
As long as you have a steaming soul
Holding a favorite day will not be bad
In the leisure time
I like to read my favorite books
Love the words in van Gogh's legend
I felt his lifelong thirst for life
Tenacious belief perseverance
Break free from the shackles of tradition and transform into a beautiful soul
I also like to read some vernacular novels
Or the philosophy of history
Temper the dull life in the quiet
Even if it doesn't relieve your worries
Nor will it be discouraged
And I don't need to
Seek a cure in a book
Like it anyway
Days are the basis of the superposition of life
Health is the capital on which to survive
The former is to keep yourself alive
The latter is about making yourself live longer
I laughed heartlessly
Accepted helplessly
Stupid for not asking for anything in return
Experienced it calmly
It is better to get liked unconsciously
Compared to the life of someone who influences emotions
I prefer days when someone asks
Then I will come back from outside in my coat
The hoe on the shoulder has dirt
There are cloudy cracks in the soles of the shoes under the feet
Carrying a bouquet of field wildflowers
Not a rose
Maybe broccoli
Greeted me
It was the breakfast she had prepared long ago
Warm two cups of soy milk
A refreshing side dish
There are also two pieces of tortillas
Survive a steaming fireworks day
Cook a pot of worldly life
Add a spoonful of sugar to the mood
This is what a beautiful like
Photography: Swallow
Appearance: Quiet