If you hold the past too tightly, how can you free up your hands to embrace the present

The past is the present, the past is the present, the clouds wash away the blue sky, the sky washes away the clouds; worship Buddha at ease, Buddha is at ease, Watching the moon with peace of mind, peace of mind

My heart moves slightly, but the love is far away, things are not the same, people are not the same, everything is not the same, the past cannot be forgotten.

In a person's life, there are some unspeakable secrets, irreparable regrets, unreachable dreams, and unforgettable love.

The sky is green and the fog is white. There is a beautiful woman in the middle of the water. There are many kinds of customs, and the country is beautiful and fragrant. Those eyebrows are like smoke, and the eyes are like water, looking at the flowing light. Wisdom and blue heart, proud and soft intestines.

Life is a deserted journey, one knows one’s warmth and coldness, and one’s joys and sorrows are in one’s heart.

In the world, we are not lacking a friend to talk to, but we are longing for a partner who understands and understands us.

There is only one you in the world, who cares about me so much and tells me what to do

Do you know that the years are fleeting, and the flowers bloom and the snow melts again? The black hair has been replaced by white hair, who knows how many times I will look back in this life

The time is quiet and beautiful, talking to you; the years are flowing slowly, and I am with you; the prosperity has faded, and I am old with you.

A pair of people for life, half drunk, half awake and half floating.

Not surprised by favor or disgrace, watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court; have no intention of leaving or leaving, watch the clouds roll and relax in the sky.

I sleep in the bamboo studio and listen to the rain, and moss grows in my dreams. The door is facing the lonely mountain, and the bird is not guessing.

Thousands of rivers have water, thousands of rivers have moons, thousands of miles of cloudless sky; one lotus and one vein of fragrance, two different moods and two sorrows

The old dreams in the past are not as good as a drunken laugh. The memory is vast, and the poppies are fragrant. Snow comes in the window, there is no moon and no sorrow tonight.

No matter how it conquers the world, it will never be anything more than prosperity.

When you meet someone with a gray head, choose a city to grow old in, give yourself your sincerity, and look forward to growing old together throughout your life.

Could it be that Yue Lao and Po Meng were once lovers? One fell in love while the other fell out of love.

There is a plum tree in front of Bai Yutang. It blooms for whom it falls. Only the spring breeze cherishes us the most and comes back once a year.

Don’t be confused in your heart, don’t be trapped in emotions. Don't be afraid of the future and don't dwell on the past. So, be fine.

Love doesn’t know where it started, but it goes deeper and deeper. The hatred is nowhere to be found and is gone with a smile.