Nothingness can never be recovered, especially if it is lost when it could have been grasped, and in this way, it is lost forever.

How many years do you have to wait for an encounter to usher in, and the time to say separation is only a word.

Separation is always the easiest, just as people can easily say countless words that hurt the people they love the most, but when it comes to redemption, they seem to be dumb, lose their ability to speak, and always can't say words to explain.

Maybe that's why it's so easy for people to make entries!

Perhaps, sometimes, you are far less concerned than you think.

I can't say it, either I plan to give up, or I don't care.

I didn't care about it in the first place, why did I have to give up on it later!

The reluctance after losing is only because of your attachment to that period of time, because of your dissatisfaction with what you are experiencing at the moment, so you continue to beautify the past that was not good, and constantly beautify it in your heart, and then you will make up and turn the past into another look, just like a ridiculous story.

It may seem ridiculous to others, but it seems pure and transparent to you like a fine crystal.

However, the truth is that everything is not as beautiful as you imagined, and everything is just your own self-directed and self-acting.

What is beautiful, what is hard to forget is just my own hypocrisy.

How many of the past are really good!

Life is an ascetic, all days are a mixture of good and bad, so there is no so-called absolute beauty that cannot be forgotten and cannot be let go.

Everything will be lost, and the years will turn everything into loss.

So at the end of the day, you don't really have anything.

If you don't have it, why cling to it!

However, few people can think about it.

There are only a handful of people who want to open it.

Lin Qi looked at the first day of the round of eruption with the wind, and couldn't help but think of that person.

Before she met him, she didn't understand those truths, but knew that she met him, and then lost him, in just a few days, she suddenly figured out some things, and many things sometimes understand only a momentary thing, just like growing up is only a momentary thing, it is not a gradual process, but a one-time thing.

The beautiful stories are just in those scripts, in reality, how can there be so many lovers who eventually become married, and how can there be so many reunions after a long absence?

Most of the time, there are lovers at the ends of the world, and when they are separated, sometimes they are forever, and there will never be a reunion after a long absence.

The reason why a story is called a story is nothing more than the lust in people's hearts.

Because life is not good, I make up all kinds of stories to deceive myself and numb myself, but the truth is the opposite, how can there be so much beauty?

The reason why beauty is beautiful is because it is scarce, and the reason why beauty is beautiful is because there are very few people who get it, so people want to get it, so beauty becomes extremely scarce.

The first day of the sky finally jumped out of the shoreline, like a lonely child who had left home, and he had enough strength to rise, but it looked so miserable, and he was still lonely after all.

A cicada has to wait for several spring and autumn seasons to get a year, a tree has to go through a hundred years of wind and rain to grow into a towering appearance, a drop of water has to meet with countless droplets to converge into a stream, and then countless streams can converge into a vast ocean.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and in the vast world, who is not suffering?

Everyone is adrift, every living creature is suffering, and no one can spend their lives safe and sound forever.

It's all about traveling.

The rivers and seas are endless, the heavens and the earth are endless, but the years are endless.

Some people are inspired to travel all over the world, and when they are about to die, they realize that they will not walk a small part.

Some people are inspired to read books all over the world, but when it comes to the moment of death, there are still endless books on the table.

Some people want to compete in the world and become the overlord of the world, but in the end they die on the road of entrepreneurship.

The world is disturbed, and some people want to find a safe and pure land.

However, after years of hard searching, I couldn't get my wish.

The rivers and seas, the mountains and rivers, the smoke and rain of hundreds of years, the stations of hundreds of years, how many miserable years, how many people are waiting hard, and how many people are searching hard, but they can't fulfill their long-cherished wishes in their lifetimes.

The green mountains can't cover it, after all, it flows eastward.

The green mountains will always be there, but people have not stayed, but with the rivers and seas flowing away, they may come, but it is more likely that they will leave forever.

The waves are still surging and cathartic, and gradually, they begin to deteriorate.

The tide was higher than the tide, and it seemed to swallow up the first day that had just risen in the sky.

In the darkness, hidden forces began to surge and wriggle, just like the creatures who woke up after the sting.

A thunderclap startled the larvae in the soil, and a gust of spring rain, Guibi ghee, moistened the dried life and will awaken countless lives.

Under the bleak moonlight, countless people danced around the bonfire, looking at the moon with infinite hope.

Countless people danced and sang loudly, looking at the moon and the bonfire, and their infinite thoughts flew in the moonlight and in the firelight.

What remains unchanged is the moon and daylight, and what changes infinitely are those who walk here.

On the road, at the end of the world, they are just running around.

Countless years fly under your feet, and countless times flow by your fingertips. Just like the sunset at dusk, miserable, it always reminds people of countless years, those years that will never go back.

The circumstances of life are unpredictable, so sometimes, there is wine in the present dynasty and drunk today, and there is no wine in the Ming Dynasty to drink cold water.

No matter what glory and wealth he has, the power is all over the world, no matter what brocade robe he wears, ten thousand households are marquis.

No matter what he is favored in his life, he will live up to it.

Everything is just a dream, it is better not to read it, not to remember, in this way, there is no need to worry.

I worry all my life, and in the end, I realize that everything is in vain.

Nothing can stay with you forever.

It is impossible for a person to retain all his youth, it is impossible to keep all his years, and it is impossible to keep all his face.

Time is passing day by day, about Zhu Yan, about the years, are gradually changing, everything about everything, is changing, is disappearing.

Everything will turn into a past that cannot be returned.