Suddenly I feel that time flies by so fast. I stop and go on the worldly road. The leaves turn green and yellow, the flowers wither and bloom. My thoughts become thicker and lighter. Some things have been forgotten. Some people have been forgotten. Remembering is as natural as the blooming and falling of flowers.
Life is a journey. There will always be encounters and partings on the prayer wheels. Every time we meet beauty for the first time, it is like a tree blooming. There is always a flower blooming into the sea in the memory, and there is always a love in the time, surrounded by green trees. In the memory in the palm of your hand, with the spring breeze and drizzle, time stops at a certain moment, and with the help of time, your smile is preserved for many years. Everyone who interacts with life comes to make us a warm person.
There are some moments in time that are not special when experienced, but in retrospect, they are worth a thousand words. The depth of fate lies in getting along; the mutual understanding of souls lies in tacit understanding. The deepest concern is not in words, but in understanding. There is always some warmth that overflows our hearts. The watch of the soul is the most beautiful dialogue, and the fate worth remembering must be a flower that sticks to the time. Even across time, years, and thousands of mountains and rivers, it can still produce fragrant beauty.
There is a kind of companionship, which is a tacit understanding, no need for words, it is just a heart-to-heart reading; there is a kind of cherishment, which is a kind of understanding, no need to meet, just a look, you can understand. The best companionship is not deep in the heart, but dependent on time. The deepest concern is the companionship of the soul, like a wisp of spring breeze or a cup of warm tea. With just a gentle greeting, the spring breeze blows on your face, and your eyes are full of tenderness. Meeting and parting in time are like flowers blooming and falling. There is always some affection that can cross mountains and rivers, and write some love in every white and windy day. , so that the hearts are no longer lonely, and the feelings are no longer separated. The mountains are high and the rivers are far away in this world. Even if I can't hold your hand forever, being able to walk with you for a while is the most beautiful practice.
“The red clothes fade away and my heart is filled with pain. I remember the flowers blooming but not the year.” In the silhouette of time, there are so many familiar figures looming, and how many tender feelings seem to be far away as the years go by. The flowers blooming in the palms and ripples in the lake of the heart will always tell the past in the depths of time. In the scenery I walked through, with you by my side, I was never lonely; in my scattered old days, with you by my side, it was a sunny day.
When you accidentally hear a song, you will be fascinated, and when you accidentally read a sentence, you will be moved. We are all sensitive people, and we go through ups and downs on the road of life. Maybe you are young and confused about the future; maybe you are middle-aged and tired because of your responsibilities; maybe you are old and sighing about your twilight years and watching the infinite sunset... No matter who you are or how you want to go As long as you are with bright people, the vastness of your heart will become a warm hometown. No matter how many days pass by, there is happiness when there is understanding, the fragrance of flowers, and sunshine.
Smell the flowers of the years, drunk with joy, the old time hides all the understanding. I think I understand you, every look in your eyes, every sigh of yours, just like flowers understand dewdrops, just like time understands youth. I understand your loneliness and hesitation, and I understand the difficulty of your life. You don’t always have to complain, and don’t ask if it’s worth it. Maturity is running with tears. The most important thing in life is mood. Sometimes, silence is just the mottled time, and the scenery in your heart is your own. As the years pass, may life treat you gently. If your mood can bask in the sunshine, the spring I wrote for you will not be far away.
How many times have I looked in the direction of you, imagining your smiling face standing in the sun, with a rain of petals falling around you, just like the heartfelt encounter when I was young. Looking at a flower blooming from a distance, there is watching and yearning. In the lonely place of the soul, we sit opposite each other in the fragrance of words and grow slowly. In the leisurely time of vegetation, you can see the four seasons of the year, the beauty of spring and autumn, the snow in winter and the coolness in summer. On the plain paper of time, there are written the ignorance of youth, the bitterness of middle age, and the meaningfulness of looking back and smiling under the sunset. Along this journey, there are mountains and rivers. No matter you are here or not, I can feel your warmth. Light life is said in a shallow way, we walk slowly on the long road.
The promise between the heart and the distant place is in the blooming spring flowers, and the love between the heart and the love is kept between the snow-dyed brows in winter. In the season of affection, the wind blows through my city, and there is a brilliant surprise in my soul. I knew you would come, without an invitation, but you happened to come and I happened to be there, tugging at the heartstrings like spring. Along the way, I am searching, using the brightness of a flower to blend myself into the plain lines of poetry, and carving the tacit understanding of encounter forever in the veins of my palms.
All the acquaintances are not as good as the long-lasting love of companionship. I am grateful for the warmth of those who walked together, which filled the long time of my devotion. When a person faces the wind and rain, there is bitterness and confusion. The firm footsteps and the distance of blooming flowers fragrance the journey of dreaming. If you believe in beauty, you can meet beauty. So, I am waiting for you with a smile on your way here.