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Time is like a shuttle, and the years are like a clip; Looking down and looking for it, it turns out that every leaf is cut out by the years

author:Chubby love

As long as it is chosen by yourself, there is no regret, youth is a classic, and it can never be redeemed; Don't dwell in the shadows of the past, otherwise you will never see the road ahead; Don't expect everyone to understand you, you don't have to understand everyone, you don't have to care, why should you be sad.

Everyone has a subway in their hearts that leads to an exit called hope. Then, for love, they get lost in the crowded car, constantly get in the wrong car, and get out of the wrong car repeatedly, often lost, often injured. But fortunately, they recovered quickly.

Time is like a shuttle, and the years are like a clip; Looking down and looking for it, it turns out that every leaf is cut out by the years

In the warm and cold wind, I was looking for last spring. The willow silk is brushed on the surface of the water, and the plum blossoms of the tree that bloom late, as if making fun of the long winter in Jiangnan. I walked through the winding stone path to explore the budding camellia and listen to it tell the story of the four days on earth. I'm going to see the flowers like smoke, I want to talk to spring, and perhaps, only in this beautiful season, I can temporarily forget, Mayan prophecy.

On the edge of bitter love, waiting for the slightest temperature you give me, and my cold hand, carefully caring for this unfinished love, facing the firmament, the initial fanghua of turning around is the endless flowers on the other side, the reluctance of a lifetime, in the end of the world in sight, is a sad text dancing in the wind.

Time is like a shuttle, and the years are like a clip; Looking down and looking for it, it turns out that every leaf is cut out by the years

I still have at least air, though not very fresh; At least have a home, although not often to return; At least there is still family, although not with him; At least one more body, though not very good, at least one more soul, although not very complete; At least one more shadow, though unable to speak; Have at least two friends; Although they can't be together often; At least not lonely, because there is yourself.

Wait for you, take my hand gently, find an empty valley that is not stained by vulgar dust, by the spring under the forest, listen to the rain and the wind, chant the moon, drink the flowers, and write danqing. Since then, the fragrance of the morning and the fragrance of the twilight, the flowers and butterflies linger, stepping on the song, from then on, the words are not far away, and the flowers are smiling at thousands of mountains...

Time is like a shuttle, and the years are like a clip; Looking down and looking for it, it turns out that every leaf is cut out by the years

Rainy days always bring back many memories, like raindrops falling on low-lying stagnant water and causing ripples. Looking at the halo of this circle, different people have different hearts, some moved, sad, epiphany and relieved... And I have nothing, pretending to be dedicated to you and never drying up, thinking of myself as a blank space in the sky.

Looking at the footsteps of late autumn leaving with the fallen leaves, I don't know why I felt a trace of nostalgia. Looking up at the gray sky, a little melancholy crept up in my heart, and the colors of the past were still fixed in front of my eyes, but they had died before they reached the end. Life is like a play, and a play is like life. With his eyes closed, he felt the memories buried by the years, the old plots, and the blurry figures.

Time is like a shuttle, and the years are like a clip; Looking down and looking for it, it turns out that every leaf is cut out by the years

Because I met you, my life has also gained a lot, without your appearance I may not be able to experience the warmth and greatness of family affection, feel the true comfort and encouragement of friends, I can not shape a strong and indestructible heart, from that moment nothing can hurt me again, because I have seen through everything...

Time flies, the years are like cutting to dye your white hair black, let's go back to the past, back to the green water and green mountains of that time. Let the moonlight of that time reappear, the memory of that time is like yesterday, the smile of that time is not wrinkled, the water is still clear, and the shadows of the trees are shining. Looking down and looking for it, it turns out that every leaf is cut out by the years.

Time is like a shuttle, and the years are like a clip; Looking down and looking for it, it turns out that every leaf is cut out by the years

I am fat, grateful for life, share happiness! Answer every question seriously, make every friend with your heart, thank you for reading, agree please forward and like, thank you for paying attention to the headline: fat love!

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