China Yacha Culture Media Public Welfare Platform News: The world is prosperous, if it is in full bloom, even if there is an audience, there is no applause and cheers, you must let yourself be full and happy, let the warm sunshine sprinkle all over every corner of life, erase the sorrow of the passing years, no longer recall the past, some love, a light and relieved. Some tired, stop and rest, some bitter, smile and let go, a journey to enjoy a stop of scenery, see and remember, a dream wind and rain endlessly, after leaving to learn to forget, there are always some people, some things, appear in the accident, happy and sad, things are not people, but empty joy, after the end of the scene, each side of the scenery is different, if you are not my only, but will be my treasure.
The years are light, and the years are cherished. If there is more kindness between people, there will be less drifting in the relationship. If there is more tolerance between hearts and hearts, life will be full of warmth. However, in the world, not all encounters can be waited for into beautiful scenery, not all people can talk to each other from the heart and lungs, passing by are all scenery, those who rub shoulders are guests, and what stays in the heart is love. Friends are not expensive, but they are important in knowing people and hearts, and knowing friends; no matter how long the love is, the emphasis is on the heartbeat, the heart is sincere, and the scenery that belongs to them is beautiful to linger; with their own heart, they can keep warm with their thoughts, and the fate is thousands, go with the flow, and exchange the heart for the heart forever.
The years are faint, the years are cherished, the crooked pace of life, the same is a beautiful scenery, please allow me to leave some small footprints, when the light is gone, you are not you and I am not me, at least there is a stack of memories for me to take to see, maybe there will be a ray of sunshine hanging on your photo, warm taste, can also be spreading, shallow years, watch the passage of time, only want to be a leisurely cloud, walk in the pure sky, touch the blue with your hands, feel the beauty with your heart.
Every romantic day, I only wish to wander in the ocean of dreams, feel the murmur of the wind, feel the romance of the rain, every bright day, I only want to listen quietly, the footsteps of the years, look at the time, the beautiful years, the vicissitudes of life, every day, I only wish to soar in the vast world, enjoy the beauty of life, life is so pure, safe and beautiful. The sorrow of the passing years, no longer reminiscing about the past, if it is in full bloom, it will depict the sunshine color into life, write into the text, plain paper and light ink, light life, pen for the heart, just to move yourself, to be a light person, plain hand, write warm words. Life seems to be a story of quiet and beautiful scenery, everyone has once poured their love into the play, with a brocade book, a warm fragrance, and entrusted with lifelong expectations. Because I am sure that the messenger who guards the heart will definitely bring the message of spring, and one day, we will still meet in the grassy mountains, look at each other, smile, it turns out that you have been here all along.
The years are faint, the years are cherished, the soul is more beautiful, there is always a moment, suddenly awakened, and see another self. In the process of gradual cultivation, I regard everything as the gift of time, compassion and joy, and cross the other side. In the immeasurable sorrow and joy, enjoy the snow and find the flower. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, you can fall into a dream, warm fingertips flowing words, never delicate and thorny roses, nor pure and vulgar lotus, if it is in full bloom, never gongs and drums announced in the world, only in their own corner quietly blooming, do not refuse the sun, do not reject the wind and rain, I am willing to accept, and honest, not not to pursue, just not to force, indifferently live their own life, do not vigorous, just seek peace of mind, a little more happiness, a little less trouble. No matter how much money you have, as long as you are happy every day, you will eat when you are hungry, sleep when you are tired, smile when you wake up, what is the taste of life, put your own seasonings, and taste the flavor of life.
There is always a person in life, not far away, but always watching; there is always a scenery, not bewitching, but always in the heart, there is always a love, not strong or strong, but has never left the heart. Life always shows happiness in the ordinary, a porridge and a meal are down-to-earth, a grass and a tree are the scenery, a tea and a roll are the aftertaste, and a companion is warmth. Three thousand things in the world, learn to laugh, some people cry in life, some laugh and some are silent, there is no distinction between high and low in life, don't look down on yourself at any time, only believe in yourself, like yourself, will be appreciated by others, see your strengths, arrange yourself in the right position, in order to manage a sound and colorful life.
The passing years are faint, the years are cherished, erase the sorrow of the passing years, no longer recall the past, stand on the bank of the time, quietly listen to the footsteps of the years, the sunrise and sunset, is a dancing song, beautiful one season after another, the people come and go, is a noisy scenery, writing one beautiful legend after another. Years are like poetry, life is like a song, thank you for being with you all the way, may your days be as sweet as honey, as bright as the sun, and every moment is full of happiness and warmth. (Wang Shibin)