Abstract: All this, like the imprint of life, is buried in a corner in the form of inscriptions. "The moon is full and sunny", no matter what you think of, it is plain. "How can the canal be so clear? Only flowing water comes from the source. " Maybe it's just a clear spring. Once, "the leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different color", but now "there is nothing to do with the flowers, as if they were coming back from Yan"; Once, "the sea has changed, and now the sky is * * *", but now, "the lone sail crosses the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky"; Once "like a spring breeze, at night, it blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees", but now "the snow in Mei Xu Xun is white, but the snow is missing a piece of plum fragrance"; Once "the cranes in the clear sky row clouds, attracting poems and fairies", now "the wind and fire in the frost night are worrying about sleeping".

It seems to be a universal law that birds in the treetops enjoy nature. Nature teaches birds to remember the sky that flies freely. The rolling and splashing of the waves is an infinite interpretation of life. Dolphins are doing some funny actions in the blue fields, which are so charming that they seem to have a different flavor in peace.

All this, like the imprint of life, is buried in a corner in the form of inscriptions. "The moon is full and sunny", no matter what you think of, it is plain. "How can the canal be so clear? Only flowing water comes from the source. " Maybe it's just a clear spring.

Life is picturesque, beautiful and refined but ordinary and precious; Life is like a poem, "When there is a bright moon, ask heaven for wine" is broad-minded and open-minded, "Falling in red is not heartless, turning into spring mud will protect flowers more" is dedicated; Life is like a page of history, like a record of brilliant achievements, presenting all kinds of mistakes to the eyes of the world, so that they are vivid and timeless. Life is like a starry sky, and the ever-changing starry sky is a map in Zhuge Liang's mind. He looked at the stars and wanted to be a prophet. The starry sky is music in which stars twinkle, twinkle and wander. The starry sky can also be a medium to darken the world. In this way, life is not without thorns. In this way, not all poems and paintings are immortal in perfect form. In life, there are gains and losses. However, the contented are always happy. Life, with deep memories, requires efforts to forget. However, what needs to be preserved is beauty, and the carrier of beauty cannot be erased. For the slowly falling maple leaves, I remembered my thoughts, but when I went to Qiu Lai in spring, the flowers bloomed. Life is just a small transition. Some of them were really taken away by us, and there must be some who lingered but accidentally lost their memories. When traveling, we always forget what we have written down. Always lose something because you have it. Sometimes, it is inevitable that we are frustrated in poetry and painting, only looking forward to the beautiful scenery in front of us and losing the beauty of the past.

Life is full of poetry, and it can't help becoming a frustrating experience. It's like a good thing always dies, just like the wind, it takes you when it comes, and leaves quietly when it's in a hurry.

A frustrated life is a process of giving up pursuit, but we can't hide in a poetic description. If life has a step-by-step life under vivid poetry, it is just too much frustration and too much forgetting. ......