When did it start? Only time will tell. No longer hurt spring and grieve autumn. I know that seasons are seasons. They come in time and go in order. Not because of the profusion of spring, nor because of the depression and condensation of winter. All the visible solar panels are there, and all the invisible changes are imperceptible.
There are only the last few pages left in the 20xx calendar. This afternoon, there is a faint sunshine visiting, a few birds are hovering, and countless thoughts, like those scattered sunshine, are as unpredictable as disappearing and hiding.
Time is as quiet as a simple landscape painting, which I am familiar with. In the distance is a mountain, rolling, lonely and calm. At the water's edge, the waves are calm and cold. I am often lazy at this time, lazy to dress, lazy to think, relax and kill time at will.
There is a rush of people outside the bright window, purple smoke in the courtyard leaves of the building, and a rolling smell in the depths of the street. I just shut everything out of my world with a broken window. Sometimes, standing by the window, I don't look at the excitement of the world, but I like looking at the sky. The clouds are floating, the sky is so high and clear, and the birds are so free. Then, my heart just climbed the flight feathers and danced lightly, rising in the clouds. Sometimes, across the mountains and rivers in front of you, overlooking. I don't know where the distance is. I believe there must be more stories and scenery I don't know.
At the end of the year and the beginning of the year, I want to wash away all the dust, release my body and greet the new year with a clean heart and a relaxed mind. The fan-shaped bathtub is half full of water, steaming, and the aerosol soon slows down the whole bathroom, which is light and thin, blending with the fragrance of essential oil, and the room is warm and humid instantly. Slightly smoked time, a little leisurely, a little light, lingering and enjoyable. This time, I made a cup of Pu 'er tea, and I took a Reader and put it beside me. This kind of streamer always makes people completely relax and fall into their own world.
Countless times in my spare time, I just threw myself into a pool of water (the computer sound effect is not good recently, and the sound quality will be impure after a while, so I just turned off the computer. ) My ears don't smell the sound of silk and bamboo, my eyes don't look at filthy things, my body and mind melt in the water, and my world is quiet and quiet, with tea to taste, words to read and incense to rest.
Life is made of water, and life is closely related to water. When all the skin is stretched in the water, every cell is breathing and breathing evenly. In this flying feather streamer, I think I can get closer to my soul and touch the clouds. This kind of self is the truest self and the one I like.
Everyone has his own living habits. Some people choose feasting, some people like singing and dancing, some people are willing to gamble on the luck on the table, and some people are good at pursuing fame and fortune. It's hard to say whether it's good or not. What you like is good. I never like to comment on other people's lives. I chose what suits me.
Life is for wandering. Some people say that there must always be a person and a soul on the road. Like everyone else, I am just a layman. I need to be busy for my life, work hard for my family, and do nothing all my life. And the soul is free to control, and no one can control it. Therefore, the soul often chooses the road.
Whether in a noisy market or in a smiling and sleeping dream, my soul often travels freely. In my consciousness or unconsciousness, my soul just casually walks in the wind, rain, clouds and under the moon. At that moment, my soul is very quiet, very self-centered, and seems to have fallen. I like to be alone.
It's not that I'm lonely This is really a quiet time. My world is lush, colorful and colorful. Sometimes, it is the charming customs of Jiangnan water town; Sometimes, it's on the wasteland. This is a great tragedy. Sometimes, it is the bitter and cold fragrance of thinning plum on the ridge; Sometimes, it is graceful purple smoke, and sometimes, it is the entanglement of the world of mortals.
In the years of Feiyu, we all look forward to being that lucky angel. However, luck is hard to get, just as fate is hard to get, so let it be. It's been shipped. I'll take it. I'm fine with delivery. What should come will come, and what should come will come. What God gives to everyone is predestined. Therefore, I never envy other people's lives and walk leisurely in the world.
I follow nature, follow nature, and I hope I can naturally become a prostitute, protect my family, live a dull life and try to live the model I want. As the years passed, I watched the clouds roll and relax, got used to listening to the morning bell and the dusk drum, and enjoyed the flowers withering in bloom.
I am a flower of human fireworks, born in the dust, content with the dust, but I hope to come out of the dust, because of my lofty temperament. I don't want to be overwhelmed by the world of mortals, nor do I want to gradually degenerate into vulgarity. I think, in this colorful world, we should always keep our own colors, not blindly follow the crowd, but not stray or withdrawn.
20xx, my flowers and plants are more lush. This winter, they are the happiest green under the eyes. Among the four seasons, flowers and plants last the most. It is they who make the world colorful; It is they who make the world elegant; They make the world soft and affectionate.
I often think that plants are as spiritual as those cats and dogs. If you give them a heart, they will definitely repay you with affection. Spring comes and winter comes, and these lush lives are motionless in any season. Things are transformed, and these slender lives are blooming and rising with all their life energy, not to mention people.
I have an unreasonable love for flowers and plants. With the superposition of years, I am more and more willing to keep a green leaf and a bright red flower and live in peace. I am also willing to spend a lot of time to melt my little feelings into flowers and plants, so that every pot of flowers and plants is as bright and dust-free as hibiscus, and all kinds of red dust I love are easily interpreted among those branches and leaves.
I accompany them to bloom, and they watch me rise and fall; I watched them sprinkle leaves, and they acquiesced in my joy and anxiety. In this world of mortals, * * * sticks to the original dream and maintains inner peace.
Born in a downtown area, I am content with simplicity and quiet, and live a simple life. Perhaps, no one else lives so arrogantly, so passionately and so fiercely. However, we must live calmly, calmly and calmly.
There are many temptations in this world of mortals. The ultimate goal of all temptations is nothing more than fame and fortune. You are not greedy, who can seduce you? If you don't care, who can bind you?
In the world, the world of mortals is indifferent, the road is one foot high, and the magic is ten feet high. There are hundreds of people, all kinds. Who can you please and who can give you a sunshine avenue? Pleasing anyone is not as easy as pleasing yourself. Why act according to other people's colors? So, please yourself, let yourself walk lightly every day, through the years.
This is a fickle world, allowing me to live affectionately in my own way. Live irreplaceable, live as quiet as a leaf, live as strong as a tree and live as beautiful as a flower.
20xx, the years are the same. The day is still that day, and life is still that stage. It seems like year after year, but every day is really different. Trivial and complicated, porcelain is solid and steady, different, but all the same.
20xx, a little lazy, more casual. I wrote some words, walked some roads and saw some scenery. I didn't work as hard as 20xx, and I didn't spell as hard. In 20xx, he published his own personal prose collection "Perilla Su Xin" with about 250,000 words. Originally, 20xx published his own personal poems, and there was also a chance. The plan is empty because it is rambling. Fortunately, we can look forward to it in the coming year.
20xx, high fever in early April, needless to say, pain, but also brought trouble to the family. From this, I firmly believe that health is king and health is the source of happiness. There are many kinds of love, but let's start by loving ourselves. Because you are healthy, you can love your family and friends and enjoy the love of your loved ones.
20xx, my son's ten-year cold window, wants to be the first, and with the first achievement in the county, he went to his ideal university and the city he yearned for. This is a great pleasure in daily life, and the happiness of life comes from it. And my eyes, from then on, crossed the mountains and ran between the two cities.
There have always been mountains and rivers in my temperament, since I was a child. I always thought that I could measure every inch of land with my feet and touch every landscape with my eyes. In a strange landscape, there is always an expectation. Trapped in all kinds of life for many years, I always involuntarily confine myself to my own bricks and tiles and never travel far.
Now that my son has gone to college, the scenery entangled in my dream can finally come out of my dream and live in front of me.
If the trip to send my son to school is planned, there are not many surprises. Then, in the golden autumn of October, the trip of a person who said to leave came true in an instant, and there were indeed some small surprises. This is a real one-person trip. I don't have any plans in advance. Just think of it and leave.
The distance is no longer far away. Xi 'an, an ancient and modern city, experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties civilization, so far and so close, we met in an instant. We met between Qin bricks and Han tiles, and we met on the ancient city wall. Everything is beautiful, everything is so real.
Then there is a short play, walking in the ancient Zhao Hua of Qingmuchuan, and time seems to go back. Ancient buildings, ancient cliffs, ancient ancestral halls, ancient temples, ancient inscriptions, these ancient folk customs, folk customs and people's feelings are all unique and picturesque, and the ancient meaning is really unfinished.
I prefer to think of travel as a kind of walk. Walking, not only with the body, but also with eyes, ears, and more importantly, with a dust-free heart. Walking is not superficial sightseeing, nor tidal food, nor a quick trip here.
When traveling, I prefer to blend in, feel and experience, and then find another self. Meet the scenery, meet the truest self, and get close to the strange scenery and humanity with your soul. This is the most attractive reason for me to travel.
Only after seeing all the summer flowers can I see the prelude of spring. Standing at the end of the years, the night in deep winter is very cold, just like the depths of the world of mortals, full of desolation. However, who doesn't live deeply? Time flies like water, time is like a song, let each of us bloom in life and sing hard.
20xx is still a fleeting time, a fleeting time. There are worries, joys and sorrows. Fortunately, people who love me are healthy and good, and people I love are happy.
Long life, surging. Looking back, how many people who agreed to go together were lost when they walked. Looking up, the years are still ahead, waiting for us to follow.