Author: Zimo
Wandering in the old alleys of the years, echoes from far and near, stirring the heart, life is a process of searching, in the cycle of the seasons, find a deep affection and tranquility, in the corridor of time, through thousands of mountains and rivers, inhabit in their familiar fireworks in the world, in the mottled light and shadow and the traces left by the years, looking for themselves.
Along the way, going around and around, standing at the intersection of life and looking back, looking in the bustling crowd, looking for the beauty of the past in the scattered time.
In fact, life is happiness, life is impermanent, every story has long been full of the arrangement of fate, and we can't change anything, just cherish life, in the passage of time, sigh and sigh.
When people live, they must love something, so that it is meaningful, but also to respect their own choices, and not to forget their responsibilities.
Otherwise, if you don't plant good seeds in your heart, no matter how gentle time is, you won't reap happiness and joy.
On the road of life, you will not meet the right person, meet the most beautiful scenery, as long as you plant flowers and grass in your heart, have love in your heart, and have light in your eyes, the scenery of life will not be desolate.
Otherwise, all you can feel is impermanence and helplessness, and if there is less warmth, you will be left with yesterday's sadness and today's confusion, but you don't know that all this is the best arrangement.
If we don't know how to respect the life we want and don't know how to cherish what we have, then even if we pay all our lives, we won't have a good time, let alone the life and happiness we want.
In a person's time, there must always be some beautiful habitat, gentle and warm company, no need to be rich and expensive, just need to have a little poetry.
As long as we strive to live happily, as long as we have spring in our hearts, there will be flowers blooming in the scenery of life, thousands of purples and thousands of reds, there is hope in our hearts, looking forward to the future, and we are also spreading out the beauty of one season after another.
In this case, don't worry and worry, tidy up your mood, give yourself a quiet time, sit alone in the secluded fence, enjoy the scenery around you through the wooden window in the season when the moss is green and the grass is green.
Brew a pot of tea, and in your leisure time, you don't care who the flowers are, and you don't need to ask if you can have much happiness.
Just sit and enjoy it slowly, without asking when life is old or when your dreams will come true.
Don't care, don't fight, don't grab, go with the flow, go with the flow of life, so, don't worry or fear, go through the vicissitudes of the years, meet the years quietly.
If you can, between the pink walls and white walls, between the red bricks and green tiles, let yourself be a flower that blooms freely, guard the lonely years, and live gently and happily in the old time.
When we have walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, on the red dust, gazing at the impermanence of life, tasting the vicissitudes of the world, having the joy we want, and seeing the prosperity of the end, we know that the plain is true, and life is just a big dream.
If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be anxious and depressed, the days will eventually pass, the people you love, the scenery you have done, all the losses can come back in another way.
If you want to live a relaxed and happy life, you must accept everything, forgive everything, and feel that all the joys and sorrows in life are worth in the world.
In a person's time, slowly flip through a book, quietly sip a cup of tea, and enjoy the flying flowers and light dreams in life. Sometimes, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the fragments of emotions will make you feel a sense of loneliness, empty spring, pear blossoms all over the ground and not open the door.
Perhaps, this feeling of loneliness and loneliness will still make people's hearts move, and only at this moment can they meet their truest selves, the world is impermanent, and they will return to the peace and sound of their hearts.
The spring breeze blows with the fragrance of flowers, enters the window, and falls on the pages of the book, this artistic conception, let the story of life, become a story in the ink fragrance, permeated in the memory, and then go to read it when you are old, there is still a faint fragrance.
The plot of the impermanence of the world is always unfolding, and some good things in life have already passed by, so why should we let ourselves regret it?
Respect the laws of nature and the changes of time, and do not have to confront. Forget what should be forgotten, forgive what should be forgiven, just because everything that goes into your heart is beautiful, and everything that suits you is the best.
When a person reaches a certain age, he must allow himself to accept reality, live calmly, pursue a quiet and good life, be stable in the present world, and live a simple and comfortable life.
It is no longer the pursuit of prosperity and liveliness, away from the hustle and bustle, content with their own scenery, even if they are lonely and self-appreciative, they do not feel lonely, in the change of seasons, cloth and vegetarian food, live their own plain life, this is the scenery they want.
Live in the state you like, do your best, because the beauty of life is not in abundance, but in contentment, like a person's simplicity, like to be quiet, quiet with a plain nourishing life, nourishing the mood, so, only to know that the ultimate life must be simple and quiet.
Because, people's life is really short, a turn is a lifetime, time waits for no one, be kind to yourself, look down on everything, go with the flow, follow your heart, and strive to make yourself a contented and happy person.
Therefore, the background color of life is the color of our hearts, in the fireworks of the world, we respect our own choices, down-to-earth life, and also look up to the poetry of the starry sky.
Let the years go by, time flies, and for the rest of our lives, I hope we can all find some beauty in the days when they are as plain as water, and follow our hearts to make all the luck come as promised.