Sui Sen Meiwen [Life has not restarted!] 】
Summer to autumn butterfly love flowers, life is not a good year.
Red dust has the same fate as the wind and rain, and the net sea accompanies the king to the end of the world.
The change of seasons, the minimum temperature of eleven or twelve degrees makes the town really cool in the morning and evening. The years are like songs, life is like a dream, in the story of aging, how many memories are interpreted, how many memories are lost, how much time is cool, and how much reverie is elicited...
When you are not walking, you are alone in the column, listening to music on the lock screen, singing, seeking alone, rhymes faintly, the mountain flowing water is endowed with the past and present, looking for in the cheerful and bold music, the purpose is to lock the worries in the red dust, let go of the Zen that is bound in life.
And when going out on foot, the blue sky and white clouds, the autumn breeze; Flowers and fruits, people are rushing, but my eyes are mostly in the grass on the side of the road, the trees and grass are green and the flowers are sparse, and from time to time there is music floating in the air, and the stories of the suburbs are also fascinating...
In fact, no matter what, as long as the soul has a home, life will have a way. In the same way, the more complicated the road of life, the more wonderful life will be, if you feel boring and tedious, it is because of passive living, everything is modeled as a result, naturally there is no freshness.
Of course, the daily pattern of life, as long as you feel it with your heart, you can always find happiness, and the key is to have a childlike heart that is good at discovering happiness. For example, with actions to make words jump, pen and ink flying, recording the birds and flowers along the way, is this not happiness?
In the warm life station, hold a heart lamp, illuminate the lost path of the years, and make the deep friendship gather; With leisurely feelings, play a song of alpine flowing water, in the change of seasons, smear a colorful picture, "with the spring sun bright, set summer rain into poetry, get the abundance of autumn, pick up the winter snow holy" Is this not happiness?
In the depths of life's smoke and rain, taste the wind and rain, put the inner abundance, put it in the ordinary days, know to cherish, will be happy; If you know enough, you can be happy. Because life has not been restarted, life cannot be copied, and doing and regretting is the true meaning...
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