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| The world is cold and warm, the time is shallow, hurriedly, a ground, like the end of the poem, not willing, not determined, grasp a deep thought, tie a heart hang, in the moment of your eyes, a LAN xuan ground color, quietly accept in the heart, do not ask the depth, warm a happy face. Recently, there is filar ennui, the omnipresence is not willing to leave, hold pen, draw circle, a flash but thought, always and again, again and again of be stranded, those do not like not the small mood, occupied too much space, in the mediocre, as time mercilessly in the fingers cut reduction. Early spring, cold lingering, wind, gentle blowing, spring language, willow bud, colorful flowers, peach burning world is gentle and sentimental fireworks march. Willow embankment, pavilion between waterside, landscape, a dream millennium. "The sunny sunny side of the water, mountains, sky and rain are also strange. If you want to compare the west lake to the west lake, it is always appropriate to put on some makeup. Fall in love with a city, love its elegant charm chic, gentle and slender, crazy love a rain, love its fresh quietly elegant, ink into smoke. Empty misty rain, swaying willow branches, tears. Throughout the ages, jiangnan spring dream, by long years of age, washing a thousand years. Grief-stricken girl, the alleyway of green SLATE, a sentimental oilpaper umbrella, clear and exquisite in a lake of thin water precipitation. A time, repeatedly written, write a journey of mountains and rivers, spring, write firewood, oil and salt, alone free, write thousands of feelings, feather into a beautiful language, write a little mood, deep shallow, in the heart, always there is a warm, rain after the morning dew, permeated in the eyes, not increasing. The Buddha said, "if you want to go to the pure land, you should clear your mind. A saint asks not for the heart, a fool asks not for the heart. A wise man never changes his mind, a fool never changes his mind. A zen heart, peaceful and quiet, do not compare, do not struggle for fame and gain, in the gentle time, abide by their own, taste of life, world insight. In my heart, for completeness, it may not be the angry horse in fresh clothes, or the fine words of haitang, but, a section of clear and simple experience, zen romantic charm, and the people I like, simple heart opposite, you protect me cold and warm, I comfort your peace of mind, in the moment eyes look forward to capture the most beautiful words of the years, one heart, one flower and one leaf. Like water of the good hour, leisurely and leisurely, thin sunshine, still on the clouds, with the mind clear, and the wind and the moon, standing in the wind, will be prosperous and lonely, fine measurement, Buddha said; All things have cause and effect, the world is changeable, destiny, covered a door to you, will open another window for you, as long as your heart carries the sun, is bright and unstoppable direction. Walking in the alley of time, listening to the wind, reading rain, the night is empty, all smoke clouds, all will slowly dispersed, time care, you and I quietly dependent, slowly aging, if the red dust can be good, not sad not happy, never abandon, true feelings, endless. |
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