Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried. Helplessly, the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening. ”
Every late spring, I always inexplicably think of this poem by Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty.
The forest flowers are in a hurry, and the spring is also in a hurry.
Just like those past events that flow with the smoke and waves, they turn into dust with the wind and drift away in the long river of years.
The once noisy spring mood also quieted down all of a sudden.
The flowers are gone, and only the fragrance is the same. Flowers bloom and the moon is full and the moon is lacking, all of which are fateful fate. Just like the four seasons, there is no need to obey anyone's will.
Growing up on his own, disillusioned by himself, willful and stubborn, cool and affectionate.
Memories are like messy petals in the wind, falling gradually. It has become a fragment of words in the years, and a song has been left behind.
Will the sorrows of the past also be blown away by the rain and wind? Will all the troubles gradually dissipate with the chaos of late spring?
I don't know the answer, I just leave everything to time. Time, without words, has the power to heal everything.
After a few spring rains, the willow color is fresher. Light green, with a hint of hazy mist, smoke cages, moist and elegant.
In front of the window, the emerald green leaves swayed in the wind on the branches. Like the rolling waves of the sea, surging endlessly.
The greenery of the weeds, the sparse hedges. The sun after the rain gently caresses all things. The sparse shadows and horizontal branches are also dyed with layers of warm orange yellow.
The time is staggered, and it is trance-like.
Qingyun wets the promise, and the mountains and water can also be forgotten in pairs. On the red dust, you will eventually have to walk alone, a person's floating world, and a person's fine water.
The Buddha said that there are seven sufferings in life:
Birth, old age, sickness, death, love and parting, resentment and hatred, and unwanted.
Most of the suffering in life comes from obsession. If you are attached to something, you will be easily bound by something.
Some people are obsessed with fame and fortune, hurrying, and rushing to all kinds of vanity fairs.
One day, when I had to stop, I found that I had missed too many scenery in life.
Some people are obsessed with love, sometimes they love each other, sometimes they part, and sometimes they are in pain.
I thought that love could fill the regrets of life. In the end, it is annoying love that creates more regrets.
We are always looking for the good things in the world. But I forgot that the sea is changing.
The vicissitudes of life are impermanent.
The scenery at this time does not mean that it has been beautiful.
Being depressed at this time does not mean that you are always down. Having it at this time does not mean having it forever.
Sometimes, the more you gain, the more you can easily lose. It's better to be simple and do whatever you want.
One person, one book, one window. Don't fight with others, and don't get trapped by love.
Life is a passerby, why be too persistent?
Instead of dwelling on your troubles, you should let go of all distractions.
Delete the redundancy and complexity, and clear the love and hate past. The past has nothing to do with the present.
When you reach a certain age, you like a simple life more and more. A lot of things, slowly learn to be bearish. If we are too attached to appearances, we will easily be confused.
Prosperous three thousand, only the truth is not broken. Only by fading away from exaggeration can we keep our hearts.
Bai Luomei said:
"Choose a lifestyle that suits you, as you like, not deliberately, not pandering.
I believe that the confidence and elegance hidden in the heart are far better than the glitz and glamour of the appearance. ”
It's also a way of life that I like.
Don't cling, don't welcome, don't be aggrieved, and don't force. Go with the flow and do what you're truly passionate about.
The external glitz is all bluffing. True self-confidence and elegance must be the temperament and cultivation hidden deep in the heart.
There are many things that you will understand only when you have experienced them. If you have lost, you will cherish it. Only when the prosperity is exhausted can it be gentle and calm.
The experience of time and the polishing of the years will make us more and more abundant and more chic.
纵然尘世飘零，依旧无忧无惧。
Even if the years are gone, they are still elegant and late.
Despite the storm, he is still confident and calm.
Author: Camellia Shihua, the contracted author of An Bolanruo, a member of the Henan Writers Association, and a member of the Chinese Prose Literature Association. Open a teahouse and drink the joys and sorrows of the red dust. Hold a pen and write about the warmth of the world. He has published a collection of American essays "Meeting in the Deepest Red Dust" and "Time is Like Zen". The new book "Zero-based Writing" is selling well on the whole network......