Every festival, how many people who make a living alone in a foreign land as a stranger, at this moment, will be homesick, abrupt, it turns out that everything in this world is like a big dream, people do not know how much such autumn cold to experience in their lives. I finally tasted the taste of sorrow, and wanted to say something, but I said that the weather was cool and autumnal, but in the end I only sighed: The world is a big dream, and life is cool several times.
Life in the world, the passing of years, the world is impermanent, blessings and disasters are unpredictable, all kinds of efforts are often in vain, whenever recalling the days that have been unbearable, people are sleepy, the colder the weather, the more people want warmth, and the greatest warmth, undoubtedly from the relatives around them. At this time, I can't get rid of my sorrow, and I sigh that the world is like a big dream, or even a nightmare. I hope that everything in life is full of warmth and dispels the coldness of the soul.
But all sentimental people, in this cold autumn night, as long as the cool breeze blows the leaves in the courtyard, and hears the sound of the leaves at night, it seems that the melancholy in the bottom of the heart, the love melts out, and the sorrow is born, and his life seems to have been affected. A little desolate, a little whimpering, suddenly feeling that life is short, from youth to middle age and old age, the sorrow in life will only be more and more real, and the sorrow that may be spoken out is becoming less and less, and I deeply feel that life is as ridiculous and helpless as a dream.
The world is like a dream, life is like a dream, everything is like a white horse, you don't have to be obsessed with the gains and losses in reality, but you should be detached from the specific everything, so that your heart tends to be balanced. A good sentence of several degrees of autumn coolness in life not only refers to the changes in the natural seasons, but also refers to the ups and downs and unpredictable fate of life.
In order to live, how many wanderers and relatives in their hometowns, the end of the world in the same month, lovesick and lovesick, but can not get together with them from afar, but tomorrow they will face too many hardships and helplessness in reality, so they fall into a deeper sadness and sorrow. The winds and frosts of life have already taught us what patience is and what true maturity is.
Graph/Network; Text/Hong Zuqiang