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1. There are no traces of wings in the sky, but I have flown.
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars.
Sorrow is hushed in my heart like the evening in the silent forest.
When you shut the door on all mistakes, the truth will be rejected.
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening in the silent forest.
To the world, you are one person; But for someone, you are the world.
We read the world wrong and say it deceives us.
9. Dust bears the burden of humiliation, but returns with flowers.
10. I couldn't choose the best, but the best chose me.
1 1. To the world, you are one person; But for someone, you are the world.
Once, I dreamed that we were strangers. When I woke up, I knew we were dear to each other.
13. Your sunshine smiles at the winter in my heart and never doubts its spring flowers.
14. My flower of the day has dropped its forgotten petals. In the evening, this flower ripens into the golden fruit of memory.
2
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars.
three
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
four
Once, I dreamed that we were strangers.
When I woke up, I knew we were dear to each other.
five
There is no trace in the sky, but I have flown.
six
Your sunshine smiles at the winter in my heart,
Never doubt its spring flowers.
seven
A bird wishes to be a cloud.
Cloud is willing to be a bird.
eight
My flower of the day has dropped its forgotten petals.
In the evening, this flower ripens into the golden fruit of memory.
nine
Xiaohua asked, "How can I sing to you and worship you?" The sun? "
The sun replied, "Use your pure and simple silence."
10
This lonely evening is covered with fog and rain,
I feel its sigh in my inner loneliness.
1 1
"Perfection" decorates itself beautifully for the love of "imperfection"
12
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign.
13
Troupe of little vagrants of the world, please leave your footprints in my words.
14
The vast desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass.
But it shook its head and flew away with a smile.
15
"What's your language, Hai?"
"This is an eternal question."
"What's your answer, sky?"
"It's eternal silence."
16
I can't choose the best.
It's the best choice for me.
17
The dry river bed is not grateful for its past.
18
My existence is the eternal miracle of life.
19
Sorrow sinks into my heart like dusk in the silent forest.
20
Don't put love on a cliff just because it is high.
2 1
You can't see yourself, you see your own shadow.
22
My existence is always a mystery, and this is life.
23
Branches come to my window like the yearning voice of the silent earth.
24
A bird wishes to be a cloud. Cloud is willing to be a bird.
25
I don't know why this heart gives off a poor fatigue in silence.
It should be for small needs that have never been asked, understood or remembered.
26
The forest, like the longings of the earth, stands on tiptoe to peep at heaven.
27
You smiled at me and said nothing. I think I've been waiting for this moment for a long time
28
The world plays sad music on the wandering heartstrings in a hurry.
29
God finds himself in creation.
30
Stars are not as shy as fireflies.
3 1
The hurricane looked for a shortcut when there was no road, and suddenly ended its search in nothingness.
32
Like the gathering of seagulls and waves, we meet closely.
The seagulls flew away, the waves rolled forward, and it was time for us to leave.
33
Your idol dissipates in the dust, which proves that the dust of God is greater than your idol.
34
The woodcutter's sharp axe begged the tree for its handle. The tree gave it.
35
We misread the world and said it deceived us.
36
Life finds its own wealth because of the needs of the world and its own value because of the needs of love.
37
The poet roars across oceans and forests in order to find his own song.
38
The grass looks for his partner on the earth, and the trees look for his loneliness in the sky.
39
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
Yellow leaves, which have no songs, fall with a sigh.
40
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes so small, as small as a poem, as small as an eternal kiss.
4 1
It is the tears of the earth that moisten its smiling face.
Forty two.
The floating clouds are humbly parked in a corner of the sky, and the morning light covers them with rosy clouds.
43
Roots are underground branches, and branches are roots in the air.
Forty-four
Lu felt lonely in the crowded crowd because he had never been loved by anyone.
45
Leisure is labor in its activities. The tranquility of the sea rippled in the waves.
46
Leaves become flowers when they fall in love. Spend all your heart on worship, and it will be a fruit.
47
I imagine that among those stars, there must be a star that leads my life and crosses the unknown dark zone.
48
When we feel happy in enrichment, we can happily give up our fruits.
Forty nine
Thoughts use their own language to improve themselves.
50
My flower drops its forgotten petals during the day. In the twilight, it bears the golden fruit of memory.
5 1
Your smile is a flower in your own field, your talk is a breeze on your own mountain, but your heart is a woman we all know.
Fifty two
The person who wants to do good knocks at the door, but the person who loves finds the door open.
53
In death, all people are one; In life, all people are United.
54
The scabbard is willing to dull, it protects the sharpness of the sword.
55
The noise of "instant" is laughing at "eternal" music.
Fifty-six
My wishes are fools, they shout across your song, God.
Let me hear it.
57
I can't choose the best.
It's the best choice for me.
58
Those who carry the lamp on their backs cast their shadows in front.
59
"We rustling leaves have voices to answer the wind and rain. Who are you, so silent? "
"I'm just a flower."
60
Rest is to work what eyelids are to eyes.
6 1
Man is a newborn child, and his strength is the strength of growth.
62
God wants us to answer him with the flowers he gave us, not the sun and the earth.
63
Light, like a naked child, plays happily among the green leaves. It doesn't know that people will cheat.
64
O beauty, find yourself in love, not in the flattery of your mirror.
65
My heart beats her waves on the shore of the world and writes her inscription on it in tears: "I love you."
66
"Moon, what are you waiting for?"
"Salute to the sun where I will give way."
The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.
67
God's own morning is new to him.
Sixty-eight
Life gets assets from the world, and love makes it valuable.
Sixty-nine
The waterfall sings, "I have a song when I am free."
70
I can't tell why this heart is so depressed and silent. It's for its little needs that it didn't ask for, didn't know or remember.
7 1
Woman, when you are doing housework, your hands and feet are singing, just like a mountain stream singing among pebbles.
Seventy two
When the sun crosses the West Sea, it leaves its last salute to the East.
73
Don't blame your food because you have no appetite.
74
Trees, like the longings of the earth, stand on tiptoe to peep at the sky.
75
You smiled slightly and said nothing to me. And I feel like I've been waiting for this for a long time.
76
The fish in the water is silent, the animals on the land are noisy, and the birds in the air are singing. However, there is silence in the sea, noise on the ground and music in the air.
77
The world rushes over on the strings of a lingering heart, playing the music of sadness.
Seventy-eight
He regards his sword as God. When his sword won, he failed himself.
79
God finds himself in creation.
80
Shadow puts on her veil and follows light in secret meekness with her silent steps of love.
8 1
Thank God, I am not the wheel of power, but one of the living people who are crushed under this wheel.
82
The heart is sharp, not broad, it sticks to every point, but does not move.
83
It's not a hammer, but the song and dance of water that makes pebbles perfect.
84
Like the road at night, quietly listening to the footsteps of memory.
Eighty-five
Only through hellish tempering can we create the power of heaven.
Only bloody fingers can play the swan song of the world! !
86
God's power is in the breeze, not in the storm.
87
You can't get the beauty of flowers by picking petals.
88
The big ones are not afraid to swim with the small ones, and the medium ones will avoid them.
Eighty-nine
The firefly said to the stars, "Scholars say that your light will go out one day." The stars didn't answer.
90 .
The puppy suspects that the universe is plotting to usurp its position.
9 1
God loves human light more than his own big star.
92
Honor shames me because I secretly pursue it.
93
Life is richer because of losing love.
94
When kissed by light, dark clouds become flowers in the sky.
95
The little flower sleeps in the dust, and it looks for the path that the butterfly has taken.
96
I believe your love made this sentence my last words.
97
The grass is looking for her partner on the ground. The tree begged his loneliness in the sky.
98
God said to man, "I heal you, so I will hurt you;" I love you, so I will punish you. "
99
You live quietly in my heart,
Like a full moon in the night sky.
100
Obviously can't resist this yearning.
But I have to pretend that I didn't take you at all
In my heart