From this point of view, "loneliness" is not a blank in life? Help us to build a small space and time of our own in the torrent of the world, or trim fences, plant chrysanthemums, cultivate temperament, or meditate and chant Buddhist scripture to precipitate our initial heart; Or wear flowers and brush leaves to trace memories, or lean on the sky and look forward to the journey. Enjoying loneliness is the deepest love and the greatest respect for yourself. Personnel change on the wheel of fate, scenery changes on the track of reincarnation, and time grows old in the fleeting time. The beginning and end of life are what we really are: nothing to stand by and nothing to miss. Just like when travelers check their carry-on luggage at every stop, they always find that there are only loneliness and new constancy along the way.
It is snowing in my city. Are you okay?
I have a pair of trousers that are torn and can't be mended. Not as neat as before, but they can be worn together. In fact, the broken wound has always been there, and the patch is just a cover, not so obvious.
We thought we were grown up and strong, but in fact we were just indifferent and numb. Toughness is not like this, it is something inside.
I am unhappy because.