Breeze fingers, exciting sounds.
Somehow, a fresh and warm breath, through the hazy smoke lock, turned into clear tears that touched youth. Choose a rainy night, sip tea alone and listen to nature. ...
Clouds are rolling, dusk is coming, and the vacancy of the soul needs to be filled with your heart, to experience human affection, natural scenery and the heartstrings of life.
Ice melts like a drop of green, silent; Snow melted like jade and disappeared without a trace. Feel this beautiful moment with your heart, take it for yourself, and slowly sublimate ... The morning light pushes away the fog and reveals the delicate warm sun. I stood at the window, feeling the cold wind in winter, staring at the silent sky, listening to the branches creaking from the north wind, and blowing my restless heart. Looking at all this, I can't help but sigh the vastness of heaven and earth and the preciousness of life. Life is really a miracle. Flowers bloom and fall in one season, and the next year will be lush.
Open your heart and feel the touch and experience brought by everything in the world. How can I thank you, the creation of all things in the world, for whispering with your heart and talking with your heart? The heartstrings ring for this reason, and the sound is lingering.
Hearts have strings, even if guests go to drink tea to cool off the heat, there are still songs playing slowly, and trees full of osmanthus flowers are still slowly opening. Understand with your heart that some people around you have something to do, which will also make your heart string uneven for a long time. Taking the rice bowl from my mother, I feel warm; Read letters from friends under the lamp and enjoy friendship; Sitting alone in the corner, carefully watching the encounter between mother and daughter outside the window, I felt the truth. So, at that time, the clock was ticking my youth. When I saw that spring had gone to Qiu Lai and flowers were blooming, I deeply felt the helplessness of "an inch of time and an inch of gold". For this reason, I cherish friendship, because it is rare. It's hard to meet, but it's even harder to know each other. All sentient beings, with friends, can join hands in the clear sky, talk about the past and discuss the present, and laugh heartily. Stars are always scattered in the sky, and friends are also separated. But caring for friendship, watering friendship and cherishing what you have is to cherish good memories. When we look back, there will be ripples in our hearts. After school, children always get together like the wind. There are many flowers in the schoolbag, which spread joy all over the hillside. There will always be a mother's call, like the smoke from cooking around a mountain stream, next to the footsteps at dusk, melodious and warm. I am grateful for maternal love, which is like water, to kiss the dry land, to influence the indifferent frozen soil and to nourish my young heart. Life is like an onion. If you peel it off layer by layer, one layer will make you cry and shake your heart.
The stars move, the sun rises, the flowers bloom and time flies. We carry our bags and walk on this endless journey forever. Don't forget, take your heart to feel the twists and turns of this road, leaving traces on our heartstrings. Don't forget what you once had; Don't give up what you can't get; Cherish what belongs to you; What has been lost is left as a memory.