Life is not easy, life is a journey, being a man is an instinct, many things, too late, can't see, can't wait, in the end, it's just a scattered, a person's right and wrong, a person's reading, right and wrong is just a ruthless memory.

How much impermanence in life, how much old in memory, the story is always like this, helplessness is always like that, a serenity, a life, how much to read, just the gratitude of life, a constraint, staying too careless.

When people reach middle age, how many stories are buried in the bottom of their hearts, and when people reach dusk, how many helplessness are just the old age of life, loss and stay, just the ups and downs of life.

A person, a beginning, is the care of life, but also the indifference of life, how much to let go, how much uneasiness, hiding the withering of life, hiding the loss of life, grievances and helplessness, just the uneasiness of life, the ups and downs of the heart.

Lost people, always humble, helpless heart, always lost, and then the Buddha ten miles, life is impermanent, memory is bumpy, just a clutch in life, just a hurdle in the heart.

The lost heart, the vicissitudes of a humble person, it doesn't matter how much, it's just the ups and downs, it's just the end of the inner drama, how much life is scattered, how much fate is lost, and the heart is on fire, burning every inch of life.

Life is a ruthless memory, but also a blessing to open life, how much hope, buried in the ruthless yesterday, how much to read, just a kindness of life, a kind of gratitude of life, a kind of tenderness in the heart, is the change of seasons, but also the cycle of life.

A waiting, a responsibility, a life insight, just a memory, just the ups and downs of life, no hesitation, or a helpless future, how much to replace, just a kind of inner constraints.

How much of the world in the heart, how much gratitude in life, is just a kind of bondage of life, a season of gratitude, the fate of the next life, but also the ups and downs of this life, helpless life, a life of restlessness.

The only heart is still the truth of the next life, a lifetime, a sincere heart, a cherish, how much bondage to forgive, how much effort to be grateful for, is the effort of life, but also the feelings of gratitude, a person's understanding, a person's deep affection.

Life is impermanent, or fate is bumpy, for the next life, for this life, a person's responsibility and fate, the world is opposed, life is impermanent, or the concern of the next life, hard work and elegance, a life is flawless.

The edge is deep and shallow, a point, a scatter, a carelessness of life, how humble life, how much delay in life, just the haste of the heart, the flawless life, waiting to care, just tears in the hand, ruthless funeral flowers.

Let go of your sincerity, work hard in life, and feel the fate of a lifetime, how much cost, how much you miss, how much time you have in life, how much love you have in a lifetime, or green silk and white hair, just a helpless painting.

Holding yesterday, believing in today, and feeling the kindness of tomorrow is just a year of life, and hard work is also a kind of flawlessness, waiting for the cherishing of the next life, the growth of the next life, the end of the world, who is who's who.

People and fate, there is a distance, fate and fate, there is a gap, later, the Buddha fate is three thousand, a foot helpless, life is helpless, is a life, this life, a life, a life, a life, a life.