The feelings of the first life, the sadness and joy like clouds, the past is like a fall of flowers and rain

##The process of life will always lose some desire, and those who have completely lost the firm heart door. Only in yesterday's light and shadow, through a painting, a word, a book, and a cup of tea.氤氲 Reapped. Those backs and promises that cannot be far away are back in the mountains and mountain reflections. Perhaps, a person's life always goes through several calamities or changes to be considered an explanation to the perfect years.

The best state in life may be in idle time. You say: Drink your favorite tea, do what you like, and love your favorite. Ren years old, the years of Hua Vanity. Don't ask the right or wrong, value and incompetence. Until the discrete, keeping memories, forgetting the short time, in the world, and sitting and sitting and sitting.

I always feel that the woman who writes love will have a sad heart in her heart. Emotional consumption is to indulge in sadness and joy until he cannot hold himself. Because only in love can we touch it. And a person's mind determines the fate of his life. The people who watched it would enter the country at the time and mood surging. After that, it will be light and light. Whether the person who writes will really enter the drama, maybe wake up or lose himself.

Write your mood in your mood and tell your mood after your mood. It is not important when telling, and everything is not important. In this way, you can get rid of all ruthlessness, and you can quietly come out in the past, live in the present, light and peaceful. In this way, along the time tunnel, holding the yellow calendar, in a period of memories, pick up the fragments of life and warm the old heart.

Everyone's work will have their own shadows. Whether it is a painter, a writer, an artist, or a lifeistan. At any time, no one can get rid of their own temperament, experience and temperament. Therefore, when telling others, I first became the protagonist, and I was sad and happy with the characters in the context.

The feelings of the first life, sad and happy like clouds, in the past like a falling flower and rain. If you can let it go in the world of Hongchen, it is a kind of enlightenment and transparency of life. The world is like a wind, and it is like the wind, and the heart is quiet. The beautiful feelings in the bones will not change the time.

Sometimes, I like a flower, a tree, a scene, a story, no reason. The heart is actually very simple, but in this scene, I saw blurry Vientiane. For example, at night, watching the moon in the window, in the elegant and elegant of one side, on the jade plate, seeing thousands of appearances. It is also like the situation of life. When the flowers are intoxicated, when the meaning is still exhausted, is it better to leave and leave the field. Is it better?

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