The outside world is too cold. People are always aware of both the human heart and the air. It's cold. It's cold. Only this quilt has given us the temperature of our bodies, influenced every cold and silent soul with the warmth of our bodies, and filled it with blood.
3. In life, how many predestinations are there, the beginning is colorful, and the ending is too fascinating; How much attachment, love at first sight, forget; How many stories, the beautiful beginning of the whole city, the end of a drop of ink. good morning
Time is silent, but there are traces every year. We are always used to taking the present road with memories, and then in a casual moment, we remember the dribs and drabs of the past and suddenly burst into tears. Perhaps, some fate is really like the fallen flower, which is the sadness that we can't stay. good morning
5. What made the dream of thousands of years short-lived and lost to reality? What made you tear up your long-standing infatuation with a wave of your hand? At that time, how many clouds and misty rain were crushed, turning dreams into sorrow; How many eternal days have disappeared, and the oath has become burial. good morning
6. Sandalwood smoke curled up, and I finally wanted to quit, so I shook all the prayer tubes in front of the Buddha, asked for a bamboo stick, and bowed down before the Buddha. I just hope you will be healthy and happy for the rest of your life, and we will be safe. good morning
7. At the moment when I was moved, I was trapped in a certain plot as a bystander. I think silence represents my composure. I don't want right or wrong, right or wrong. There is no need to start over, and there is no trek.
8. How can I make a cup of turbid water clear? The answer is, stop stirring and let it settle slowly. The solution of the problem is not outside the question, but in our own place. Why not let go of your hands and let your troubles fall? Why not slow down and let happiness catch up calmly? good morning
9. What you despise will eventually be valued by you; If you focus on one direction, you will eventually go further than others. Flowers, often at night; Endeavour, often in loneliness; Success or failure is often on the road.
10. When did we stop yelling like children? Small emotions in my heart are piling up until they overflow. It's better to be a child forever than this. good morning
1 1. Life has worn away the edges and corners of our youth, and time cannot go back. Seize every minute. Life is like a dream. What can be awakened is to lead China, but what can't be awakened is intoxication. Right and wrong in the world, life is just a point, an eternity that can be fixed. good morning
12. Liking is longer and more lasting, which is more suitable for a person to secretly miss, not to make public, not to fight, just to put it aside silently, which is not thorough enough, but if you compete with time, it must be a slap in the face. This endless road in Qian Shan can only go on if you like it.
13. How many lovesickness? Drunk in the world of mortals, haggard with rain and fog all the way, vaguely like, fragrant red lotus falling pink petals, sparse phoenix tree floating green leaves. Lonely to see the charm, acacia tears send smoke waves, melancholy to the dusk courtyard, only three thousand moss, acacia disaster. Ren Qingsi 3 thousand, dancing with the wind, missing forever ... good morning.
14. With a touch of warm sun and a floral finger, smile peacefully in the depths of the years; Hold a touch of peace in your hand, pick up a piece of time, and happiness is in a flower. On the plain paper of time, the ink is faded and happiness is shallow.
15. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. In the end, you will find that you have really forgotten what you tried so hard to forget.
16. One flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi; Looking back a thousand times and looking for it countless times, meeting is a kind of fate. Since then, the dusty heart curtain has been lifted, and a touch of blue has been lifted, which is gorgeous on the ancient eaves of time; That figure jumped in, never leaving, never leaving. good morning
17. I always think that boy owes her an apology. When it was time to say goodbye, she was really waiting for that simple apology. But she just laughed it off without any response.
18. Moisten the dry heart with the rain and dew of words, let the warmth of the pen tip flow in the long river of years, write the past in your heart like the wind, and pay homage to the lost streamer in lonely time with loneliness. good morning
19. Sometimes it's not that you don't understand, but that you can't do anything if you understand, so keep silent. A kind heart is naturally beautiful, sincere and sincere, soft and pure. good morning
20. Deep in the clouds, the shadows gradually became clear and the dreams swayed. Drunk listening to gossip, rain relief, night talk, drunken moon talk. Eyes blurred, like a piece of spring water rippling, a small orchestra melodious. It is permeated with beauty and sadness, painted with whispers and engraved with memories. Can you write an affectionate heart sound on rainy days? good morning