2. Seeing every ray of light is my yearning, as soft as running water, which will accompany you to sleep safely and keep you warm all night. See every starlight, that's what I whisper to you, telling you every day and night I have gone through.
3. Life is like running water. Only by holding a quiet, pure and flawless heart, walking in the depths of noise and red dust, adapting to nature, adapting to society and understanding the meaning of Zen can we practice Zen.
4. I have seen people with small bridges and flowing water, and I have also seen broken branches and low walls and distant mountains, mostly in gray tones. How to find a more beautiful sky? I was disappointed and angry and didn't want to leave. I might as well go back and play mahjong. The oncoming breeze is not cold, but it is not soft.
5. Life is like running water, which occasionally leaves a mark, but it is ruthlessly rolled up and blown away by the wind. The back of the deja vu street is the road you walked hand in hand with him before, with a little temperature in your heart, gently stroking the bleeding wound. Force yourself not to look, not to think, turn around and walk, the familiar street corner, and now you are the only one left!
6. In the green spring, white blisters appear from time to time, much like a string of pearls.
7. There is a stream flowing out of the canyon on the other side of the mountain, which is more and more undulating here in Jiudaowan, just like a stringed piano played all year round.
8, time, used well is gold, wasted is running water; Books, if understood, are knowledge, but if not read, they are waste paper; If you pursue hard, an ideal is a dream, but giving up halfway is just a delusion. Although you may not get anything if you work hard, you will get nothing if you give up No matter how good the opportunity is, it depends on people to grasp it. It is very important to work hard. Let go and stick to it, you can often see unexpected scenery!
9. Years have taken away my innocence, and my youth is like running water. Time has faded the rings of the years, and the footprints of the past have long been buried by snow. Play an old melody and draw an old picture of the past. Let me start writing a poem to pay homage to the young people who have gone away, for the years and for myself.
10, in rainy season, the stream rises and rumbles, like a wild animal angry for no reason.
1 1. The stream in the sun is shaking like bright blue satin, clear and cheerful.
12, fleeting time, we are always afraid that time will take away warm encounters. In fact, what time takes away is only illusory possession, and what settles down is the waiting for true love. Rolling the world of mortals, learn to gather and disperse with fate; Things have changed. You took care of it yourself. Stay, spring blooms warmly together, cherish it; If you miss it, you must believe that the next stop will have a bright future.
13, clear Australian water, gurgling, like a beautiful ribbon on a fairy, extending from a high cliff to the distance.
14, playing stringed instruments, flowing water is harmonious, and the composition of the breeze permeates the strings. The jade finger flicks, and the fragrance of jade grease condenses Meng Yan. A flash in the pan, enchanted gardens, a poem, a sentence from He Xinchun. Meditation language, diffuse, gorgeous in accordance with the pavilion. Little lips, eyebrows understated, cheeks condensed with rouge and pollen.
15, the stream flows quietly and whispers, and the water surface is like oil, with beautiful water crepe.
16, three points for spring scenery, two points for dust and one point for water. The wind blew away the flowers. Is it the wind or the flowers? The wind blows away the flowers and the running water takes them away. Everything is karma, and there is nothing wrong with romance.
17, bloom flowers fall, flowing water remains the same, but what happened yesterday is a thing of the past. That lost time, that youthful years, that old friend, all made me sigh, only a sigh. Wandering between courtyards, watching the homing birds and falling catkins, I feel infinite sadness.
18, when the stream comes out of the mountain and enters the open valley, it is gentle and soft, flowing on the thick pebble beach, as quiet as a sleeping mother after giving birth.
19. Run and put the stream. It pats the colorful stone eggs on the shore for a while, and feels the grass sticking out of its head in the sand for a while.
20. A person silently walks on the flowing water of a small bridge extending in all directions, wandering in the picture scroll and interest of Tang poetry and Song poetry, having a full meal, painting beams and buildings, Zhu Tingtai and wooden chairs in curved corridors. I sat on my chin, ordered jade belt cake and mint cake, and tasted them alone. The fragrance was overflowing and the aftertaste was endless.
2 1. Looking back on life, if you are sad, you choose to bow your head. Years are like running water, duckweed lives. Who can avoid troubles in the world? In a blink of an eye, glory and decline are dreams. There is nothing gentler than a willow tree. If you can't afford it, so be it. Life is not free and easy.
22, wind and rain life, all the way. No one can make every firework flow like running water. But I believe, through hardships, through joys and sorrows. There will always be a bright future, full of spring flowers. One day, all the prosperity will be empty, leaving only me and those past events in time. Let me practice quietly with my life. From then on, plant a bodhi in your heart and listen to the Buddha say Zen.
23. The rain is still falling quietly, singing with its unique rhythm on bridges, running water and tiles in the wind. I have a cup of tea in my hand and whisper to the rain. Taste the rain of Qinghe River, watch a Sichuan smoke, watch the wind in the city, sigh like water flowing through your fingers, leaving a shallow or shallow time mark. This tea fragrance also lingers in the misty rain.
24. The stream on the grassland twists and turns, looking down from a height, just like a green dress with a silver ribbon nailed to it.
25. Look at the fallen flowers like running water and float away with the running water. Unconsciously, a trace of envy and emotion flowed into my heart. What a loving couple they are! Running water is not rejected by falling flowers and withering; Falling flowers don't complain about running water and ice. They are like a group of lovers who share weal and woe, caring about each other, and they will never leave no matter how time goes by or the past of youth. In this way, they kept going.
26. Time passes by like running water, and the footsteps of the New Year come with dust all the way. The north wind is blowing tightly, and the flavor of the year is getting stronger and stronger. Almost every wanderer in a foreign land has a growing desire to go home beyond his dreams.
27. In spring, the stream swings around, just like the wine spilled in a precious cup.
28. I asked about the small bridge in Zhouzhuang, the flowing water in Zhouzhuang and the gray tile white wall in Zhouzhuang. The bridge is silent, and the running water is silent. Zhouzhuang just silently watched the rolling crowd pass by her.
29, the world is like running water, but the days can be simple and peaceful. I just want to have a calm state of mind, guarding an acre of flower fields, a few volumes of idle books, and a person who has passed away, guarding the ferry of time and slowly growing old in the time of a cup of tea and a guqin.
30. I still remember that year, when you danced lightly, waded through the running water and came to my side from afar. I still remember that year, you accompanied me through unforgettable journeys with laughter. Now, I am the only one left, embarking on a long journey and wandering at the end of the world together.
3 1, the fallen flower refuses the tree without saying anything, and the running water enters the pool mercilessly and silently. In life, you will meet some people constantly, and you will say goodbye to some people constantly, from strangeness to familiarity, from familiarity to strangeness, from bad taste to parting ways, from short meeting to short meeting.
32. Small bridges and flowing water, Wuwa white walls and Jiangnan ink painting are always poetic in misty rain. The long rain lane records loneliness. Will a girl as sad as lilac meet again? The weeping willows on the shore beat the running water to tell endless stories, and the boat in the water was looking for its own direction. Paddles ripple in circles, then spread into broken dreams and swim to distant memories.
33. Time runs like water. People live, not only to survive, but also to prove. Prove that the world is beautiful, with rain and sunshine; Prove that there is love, family friendship and more love in the world; Prove that there are no regrets in life, and only after experience can we feel more deeply. You must only be your best self and look at yourself coldly.
34. The running water is not urgent, the wind is not crazy, and the raindrops are not dense, but they smooth our edges and corners and blow away our troubles. They say that youth is like a beautiful picture, and youth is like a poem without words. In my opinion, youth is a spring water, always moving forward, even if sometimes there is no wave, sometimes it is turbulent.
35. The swift stream is like flying beads splashing jade, and the gentle stream is like a silver lake, scattered and noisy.
36. In winter, the stream dries up, and the bottom of the stream is full of stones, like a nest of eggs, which are newly born in this stream.
37, wind, snow, the moon with running water, drunk with luminous cups. What floated away was just a sad legend. Disappointed, I missed a scenery and a love. Life is short when wine is soaked in tears. Who laughs wildly? The rustling Leng Yue wind breaks the knife.
38. Touch a mountain and a flowing water, draw a maple red sky, and the book style is light and the clouds are light. My life is pure and clean, and I am silent like a hibiscus, blooming alone and dancing lightly. Even if the audience is just myself, I will lean in the depths of time silence, seek a comfort and peace, enjoy a freedom and leisure, and promise myself a long time.
39. There is no best, only better. Life is like running water, where time takes you, you must learn to adapt to the environment there. Every step, we must learn to calm down and look at the flowing water, their humility, their tenacity, their liveliness and their calmness. Those who are troubled look on coldly, let them go with the flow, go their own way, see their own scenery, and face everything positively, even if they are sad again.
40. The stream flowed out of the valley and landed on the rocky cliff, making a crisp and pleasant sound.
4 1, mountains and rivers are drunk, and the piano is precious. Green and purple stripes, leisurely in my heart, meet love at the corner, and two lonely hearts have a harbor to dock from now on. All the expected time is in the expected place, and it has become sincere love all the way.
42. A water encounter, a farewell to TIANYA DUAN. Whose fingertips inadvertently crossed the fleeting time, leaving a flower-like melancholy in the instant fragrance. If I just fall into your eyes, can I not be intoxicated? If you are just careless and gentle to me, can you not look back? I can't see the end of the story. I withered at flowering time. You inadvertently surprised me and fell into my eyes. Suddenly, I passed the breeze and the waning moon.
43. Time is like running water, flowing slowly with the dream of youth and the experience and feeling of years. The trees by the water changed the color of spring in a minute. Just like the youth time that passed this minute. If I can only realize one wish in my life, I hope your beautiful youth will flow in my heart all the time. Let the most beautiful scenery in the world accompany me every day.
44. Time flows like water, flowing eastward forever. A blooming tree is like a spring, a clear river and a pool of autumn. Don't forget your initiative to feel happy, experience, understand, grow, not be confused, feel and benefit. Bloom is a butterfly, as the saying goes, "Plum blossoms come from bitter cold", and the Qiang flute haunts Shengxiao Mo only for affection.
45. The autumn wind has arrived, and the running water will welcome the fallen flowers with an open mind, and the flowers will also smile and throw themselves into the arms of the running water. In this way, until the blending of life, silent mixing.
46. Once a year, deep in the valley of Songshan Mountain, I ask Zen, the mountains and rivers are close, and the flowers in bloom fall like prajnaparamita. Flowing years, still scenery. Zen is true.
47. Lost in the rain, lost in the wind, forgotten like yesterday's running water, at the other end of the sea, the sunset will accompany you. Morning star is language! Love, tears in dreams!
48. Time flies and running water is silent. You are destined to be a passer-by in my life. No matter how hard I tried to catch you, you finally became the reason for my eyes to wet. The vicissitudes of life, leaving and forgetting, and this fate of falling out of the water, make me want to love and can't stop. It is better to forget the rivers and lakes than to persist in being sad. Maybe what you get may not last long; Losing doesn't necessarily mean losing. If you love each other, join hands to grow old together; If you miss it, just protect her for life.
49. The stream opened its mouth like a yawn, and the rocks above the water seemed to be its teeth.
50. The stream sings because of the ground, like pine, like a harp, and the sound of clanking and smearing resounds through the mountains.
5 1, the tinkling brook is humming a beautiful Song Like, an affectionate girl.
52. In autumn, I wandered around and slept without flowers. Falling leaves seem intentional, and running water seems heartless. Seven-color rainbow, shining, dreamy. Only when people have experienced the baptism of wind and rain can they see the dazzling rainbow. Bloom fell, the flowers fell, in a flash. I don't ask, life is vigorous, just ask for no regrets.
53. How many worries fall with the flowers; How many encounters pay for running water; How much prosperity is an old dream? A good dream is hard to dream but easy to wake up. Bloom is dying to the extreme. Don't sigh! The world of mortals is ignorant. Remember to get drunk today.
54. The falling snow merged into a swift stream at the foot of the mountain, and the waves were thrown upward, forming thousands of blooming Bai Lianhua.
55. The stream winds its way to the meadow, which looks like countless black snakes crawling from a distance.
56, a lively stream, in the moonlight, like a piece of flowing mercury, flashing silver broken light, ringing everywhere.
57. The Loess Plateau is my standing chest; The flowing water of the Yellow River is my boiling blood; Huangdi Mausoleum is my ancient homesickness; The spring tide in the Yellow Sea is my stirring voice; Huangshan Jinsong is my unyielding backbone; Huangpu Bridge is my outstretched arm; Daxinganling is my hard rib; Dongting Poyang is my bright eyes; Himalaya is my high head; The majestic Great Wall is my unyielding backbone.
Even though we are far away, we can't meet each other. A faint heart, looking at the running water and listening to the lingering strings, will always send feelings to the moonlight. Under the simple and clean moon, look up at the starry sky and say to itself, which meteor is dragging our hearts? Although I miss you very much and drink alone, I still enjoy myself quietly in my heart, counting my happiness and not being disturbed.
59. The stream is full of green water, such as nectar, which is brewed by hunting springs. Crystal clear, blue sky, Ya Dan, green trees superimposed.
60. The world of mortals Dojo, with a thousand years of falling flowers and flowing water all over the world, finally returned without a trace with the fleeting time. Instantly gorgeous, once passed, has long been doomed in the karma party. Still water flows to its heart, and everything is fine. Just put down your obsession, smile, leave all your troubles inside, and leave those familiar warmth and happiness lingering in time.
6 1, the clear stream trickles down, as if singing a song that will never end.
62. Sleep disturbs the strings, and falling flowers go around the autumn wind. The rhyme of flowing water at your fingertips is the pink that your cheeks refuse to disperse. If you don't wake up in your dream tonight. I know, the fireworks have gone out tonight. Do you listen to the songs in my life? Tell the wind the flowers in the moonlight.
63. We can't leave the running water of time, nor can we stop it. But you can leave the clouds of the world. You will find many mountains under the cloud. The clouds are changing rapidly, but the mountains are still. The clouds in our daily life dazzle us, forgetting that there are mountains not far away, and they are always there.
64. Childhood is like a bubble, which cannot stand the test of time; Time flies, I can't stand waiting for happiness; Happiness is like an open flower, which can't stand the ravages of wind and rain. They just left quietly, leaving no words, only those beautiful memories, my lost childhood, time and happiness. Where have you been?
65. Hum a song with a flowing bridge at that time, and the rhyme is smooth all the way. If the stream winds, will there be Jiangnan waiting for me in the distance? The flowering period when youth is exhausted is on the branches of the years. I waited for the rain to fall in my heart, holding a crystal, making a cup of Zen tea and getting drunk in mid-April.
66. A trickle, like a line, cuts the ice, paddles rocks, rushes across the wasteland and flows into the distance.
67. A stream meanders through the field, shining like a bright glass ribbon in the sun.
68. I still remember a small bridge and flowing water, a love that consumes everything. Your skirt is whiter than snow, and the obsidian on your wrist is like a clear eye, a small slate, climbing the stairs. When the wind falls and the sky is drunk, the partridge is clear of cold water, and the fish boat looks down, if the horizon laughs. White teeth are gorgeous with the outbreak of microwave, just like a warm dragon's breath. Vague attachment has changed from my eyes to smart crystal bubbles, floating in the whole quiet sky.
69. Butterflies fly for flowers, but flowers ignore falling with the wind. Falling flowers deliberately follow the flowing water, which flows eastward mercilessly. Flowing water enters the sea, turns into a flower in thousands of waves, is pushed forward by the tide, disappears under the blue sea and blue sky, disappears in the sad space, silently, without a trace, thoughtless and mindless.
70. The brook shakes its graceful posture and flows to Pingchuan, full of green, shyly nourishing the fields and grains.
7 1, the mountain stream along the road is getting thinner and thinner, and gradually disappears in the yellow grass, like a thin snake.
72. Collect sunshine, carve happiness on a stone, let the running water of time never wash away, make it a permanent memory, and write sadness in the sand. No matter how painful the memories are, when the wind blows and the water rushes, everything is gone. Collecting sunshine, life is like a tree, which can thrive only in the sunshine, while life is like a flower, which can bloom beautifully only in the sunshine.
73. Melting snow water flew down from the cliff, like thousands of shining silver drills.
74. I live at the foot of the mountain and often drink mountains and rivers, such as glass passing through my door and flowing through a stream in the middle of a strange stone. Moonlight is the darling of the river, always broken and round, round and scattered. A basin of sand jumps and glows, and the blooming flowers in the middle of the water are the shadows cast by colorful clouds. My eyes glazed over, I played the piano by the stream, and my voice brightened again, just to arouse another cloud.
75. Life is like running water on a boat. You need a calm and tolerant attitude to laugh it off, but you also need a modest and sober attitude to laugh it off. The solution to any problem comes from your own observation and choice of life. All the differences are objective or stubborn.
76. A clear stream is like flowing crystal, gold chips and jade beads screened out from fine yellow sand and white stone statues at the bottom.
77. Time is as still as running water. I silently looked at the sky beyond the branches and leaves under a flower tree. There are white clouds and flowers flying in the wind. What kind of flowers are not beautiful in this season in bloom? As long as I smell it gently, the fragrance will diffuse into my heart.
78. Days leave a flowing piece of paper, and we are always used to the passing time and the past. If memories are for sadness, then sadness is for good memories, and our own nostalgia is enough.
79, time, grab gold, waste is running water; Books are knowledge when they are read, and waste paper when they are not read; Ideal, hard work is a dream, giving up is just a delusion. Although efforts may not be rewarded, if you give up, you will get nothing. No matter how good the opportunity is, it depends on people to grasp it. It is very important to work hard. Let go, hold on!
80. Wandering on an unnamed river, I have seen the gesture of falling out of the water and walked across Qian Shan. When you are old, don't ask about the cycle of cause and effect, don't bid farewell to joys and sorrows, just hide that tiny touch in a corner of your heart, and think of those Tianya people who have already parted ways with you. From then on, you will lose your hand, regardless of clouds and months, wind and rain. It's really simple.
8 1, I have lived in Jiangnan since I was a child. What I hear most is the murmur of running water. It's the kind of matcha fragrance that I want to linger in my mind for a long time. I don't know how to drink tea, and I don't know what kind of thoughts are passing between these green leaves. Is it the helplessness of having fun in pain? Is it a relief from the Great Enlightenment? Or ordinary and simple warmth?
82. Days run like water. After the blink of an eye, it is time to understand that the beauty and happiness of living, no one takes away your happiness, but you lack a little courage.
83. Time runs like water, and the years pass by. There are often unpleasant things in the world. People who are obedient to you can get what you want. Nothing can satisfy you unless you care about it. If you live a lifetime, you need peace of mind, so why bother yourself? The heart is one inch wide and the road is ten feet wide. If there is no broadmindedness like the sea, there will be no peace in life.