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As I walked, the flowers bloomed

author:Zhangjiachuan Media

Source: Zimo Literature

As I walked, the flowers bloomed

Author: Zimo

In April, all kinds of flowers are blooming one after another, blooming beautifully and brilliantly, so that our days also have the taste of flowers.

For spring, everyone does not get tired of this beauty, it is always heartwarming and joyful, the picturesque scenery is intoxicating, the flowers bloom like clouds, like a dream.

The feeling of the spring breeze on the face has softened the years and softened the mood, the bloom of the 100,000 peach blossoms, the rendering of the ten miles of peach blossoms, I can't help but have a kind of refreshment that escapes into Tang poetry and Song lyrics.

Walking into April, guarding his own half-acre flower field, guarding the breeze and bright moon in time, walking lightly, smiling and accepting everything.

Following the seasons, life is a long journey, and time always passes through the scenery of the seasons, flowing with beauty.

And we also experience the joys and sorrows of life in the passage of time, the ups and downs of life, impermanence accompanied by the ordinary, in the passage of time, all the way forward, forget the sorrow, welcome new hope and happiness.

Suddenly I remembered a passage: "Time is coming, we will finally be relieved, live healthily, live peacefully, smile happily, and be properly busy, it will be good." ”

As I walked, the flowers bloomed

No matter what you have experienced in the past, now, in the season of hope, everything is new, everything is a new beginning, let yourself abandon all the complexity, with the warmth of the sun, with the poetry of spring, in the red willow green, peach and pear white to explore the beauty of the world.

The beauty of the world is always dizzying, there are too many things that are pleasing to the eye, all the beauty is the inner landscape, if you understand, you can hold a poetic feeling, slowly to appreciate.

As everyone knows, the years are quiet, there is also a faint sadness in the stability of the present world, life is as plain as water, and it is a little boring, only by walking into nature, feeling the beauty of life, and having the grace of poetry and painting, can we nourish life and enjoy the fun of life.

On the road of life day and night, confusion and warmth coexist, the mundane and the wonderful go hand in hand, and the splendid place is where happiness lies.

Time passes in a hurry, we are also in a hurry, dare not stop, on the road of life continue to look and rush, pick up the beautiful memories, many times, are because of the beauty of a flower, let their hearts have a temperature, or in the spring at the intersection of the smoke and rain, see their favorite scenery.

Life is short, the world is impermanent, we will also be between gains and losses, practice life with life, fill memories with mood, and be speechless in warmth, but we have to grow old slowly.

Time is like water, unconsciously, a turn is another year, for spring, everyone has their own different feelings, can resist the years of coldness, can soothe the impetuous mood, after all, in the four seasons to get the baptism of body and mind.

As I walked, the flowers bloomed
Yu Hua said: "In the midst of all kinds of misfortunes in the times and individuals, I have seen all kinds of happiness in life. Sweet and sour is the taste of food, and joy and sorrow are the taste of life. ”

When people reach middle age, they just want to keep themselves quiet, because they have experienced too much helplessness, so that they can put aside the prosperity of the world, stay away from the noise and distractions, keep a quiet of their own, keep their hearts warm, and have their own beauty.

Even if we live an ordinary and ordinary life, in ordinary days, we can live simply and freely, not envy others, do not compare with others, and taste the impermanence of life and the joy of life, which is also the nobility of life, which can amaze the time and tender the years.

We are all passers-by of the red dust, like grass mustard in the wind, ordinary is good, too much extravagance, will only let us forget the appearance of happiness.

The colors of spring are getting thicker and thicker day by day, and the ink of spring is a little deeper. Don't ask where the wind is going to blow in the past, don't ask how long the gorgeous flowers will bloom, don't ask where the happiness is, there are some things in life that don't need to be asked, the world knows the warmth and coldness, as long as you remember it with your heart, and use the right mood.

In this way, life can be slower, the scenery of life can be better, you can make yourself like yourself a little more, let yourself be immersed in poetry, take care of your mood, every moment in life is sunny and moving.

Then, let yourself be in this April, the splendid and gentle season, keep your heart warm, and wait for the flowers to bloom.

Therefore, there is no best in life, only persistence and love after the choice, as long as you don't regret it, go on, you will eventually see the scenery you like;

As I walked, the flowers bloomed