go and meet the person you want to see. While the sunshine is just right, while the breeze is quiet, while the flowers are still blooming, while we are still young, we can still walk a long, long way and tell our deep thoughts. While the world is not so crowded, before the plane takes off, we can still hug each other with our own hands while we are still breathing.
From now on, I will choose my life carefully, and I will not easily let myself get lost in all kinds of temptations. I have heard the call from afar in my heart, and I don't need to go back and care about all kinds of right and wrong and arguments behind me. I have no time to think about the past. I want to move on.
If you read more books, your appearance will naturally change. Many times, you may think that many books you have read are gone, and you can no longer remember them. In fact, they are still latent, in temperament, in speech, in boundless mind, and of course, they may also be revealed in life and words.
If there is an afterlife, be a bird, flying over eternity without getting lost. There is fiery hope in the east, a warm nest bed in the south, driving away the setting sun to the west and awakening the fragrance to the north. If there is an afterlife, I hope that every time we meet, it will turn into eternity.
Only through hellish tempering can we practice the power to create heaven; Only a bloody finger can pop up the world's unique sound.
We should have the simplest life and the most distant dream. Even if it is freezing tomorrow, the road is far away.
The crab is peeling my shell, and the notebook is writing about me. I fell on the maple leaf and snowflake all over the sky. And you're thinking about me.
seven points of wine into the luxurious intestines make the remaining three points of moonlight roar into a firm but gentle embroidered mouth, and half a prosperous Tang dynasty comes when you spit it out.
Although the road of life is tortuous, it is beautiful. As long as you watch it carefully, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way.
dreams can be exaggerated, and ideals are the bumpy roads that we step on step by step.
No matter how long the road is, you can walk it step by step. No matter how short the road is, you can't reach it without taking your feet.
because there is a cause, there is a reason. So, since it has become a fact, there is no need to talk about it.
the time is quiet and good, and I talk to you; Fine water flow year, with you; Prosperity is exhausted, and you are old.
The beauty of time lies in its inevitable passing, including spring flowers, autumn moon, summer and winter snow.
Life is beautiful like summer flowers and death is beautiful like autumn leaves.
Tagore
The meaning of drunkenness is not the wine, but the mountains and rivers.