The world in Liang's works:
Three realms of life: accept the ordinary of parents, accept the ordinary of oneself, and accept the ordinary of children.
Since ancient times, there have been two kinds of filial piety:
Serving parents and taking care of food, clothing, housing and transportation is to feed one's mouth.
Flying high, achieving something, making parents proud, is to cultivate their minds.
Equally important and indispensable.
02
The world in Liang's works:
The best state of life is abundance and tranquility. A person with rich spirit will seek a quiet and simple life. Sometimes, standing in a quiet corner, you can experience the wonderful life and get unlimited inspiration.
Being quiet means giving up the excitement of others, returning to your own world and focusing on what you like. A truly quiet person is not withdrawn, but keeps a quiet silence.
Listen to the rain in a quiet place and watch the mountains in a quiet place. A person's heart is quiet and simple, the circle is clean, and life is naturally smooth and rich.
03
The world in Liang's works:
There is a kind of woman who seems to be an angel sent by God to the people. As long as they have sex with any family, that family will be brilliant and adults and children will be in a better mood. They are not necessarily pistachios, but at least they are a refreshing fragrance that is not easy to extinguish.
For Zhou Bingkun, Zheng Juan is such a woman.
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Theme song of TV series "On Earth":
Plants will sprout and children will grow up.
The train of years will not stop for anyone.
The platform of fate, joys and sorrows, are all moments.
Like snowflakes, people fly high and melt.
The bitterness of the world, love will disperse, rain will fall.
The world is sweet, no matter how far you go, remember to go home.
Ordinary us, propping up fireworks under the eaves.
No matter how many vicissitudes there are in the world.
I wish you a thousand waves.
You can be with your lover.
When mom is old.
Listen to her talk about her childhood slowly.
I hope you don't forget your youth either.
I'm not afraid of that white hair.
If the years will be forgotten, please remember you and me.
Love is like fire.
The world is worth it.
There are as many ways of life as there are joys and sorrows.
How many changes, the sun will rise and set.
Ordinary us, covered in rain, snow, wind and frost, where is Mo Wen going?
With the withering and flourishing seasons, singing in the wind.
I wish you a thousand waves.
You can be with your lover.
When mom is old.
Listen to her talk about her childhood slowly.
I hope you don't forget your youth either.
I'm not afraid of that white hair.
We are like seeds.
Xiangyang Yisheng
In this soil
Grow with everything