Mood of the sky

Quietly release a butterfly and let it fly higher and higher with the kite. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Mo Ran, only to find that flying too far has nothing to stay, at this time Mo found that it was about to break the line, a distant empty shadow, but the kite also felt at ease for the joy of flying freely.

Under the vastness, the sky is like a treasure, but the earth is smaller. Countless poor people wandering, staying behind is not able to find themselves, it turned out that I turned into a grain of sand, dust and sand, floating, lonely in the lonely prosperity created this week, but how happy we are, just because of us, with you by my side. Whose kite has broken its string, lost its love, has its authenticity, and me? Happy, because happiness surrounds me, in the era of overflowing weeks. The flowers bloom because they have affection, affection for this season. ——

I find that the season like this is swaying with the wind around me.

It was during this season that my father and mother gave me a nurturing sky. I have had so much happiness in surviving in care.

Under the vast expanse, I am sand. But it blossomed and allowed me to live in happiness. The ripples of the lake always shine behind the shadow of duckweed. The kite was still in the sky, and it was only when I flew it that I realized that everything was so beautiful. My heart is high, but my heart is still swinging. So, I cried out, I'm free. The beauty of the sky, in the bottom of my heart, at this time, it seems that I also have wings to fly between heaven and earth. What is the world at ease, so I seek the truth in the midst of confusion.

That is, freedom, why pain, just be happy, long live freedom.

I am blessed that my little daughter is innocently running, laughing, and screaming around me...... So I was so happy.

I clung to the kite. I injected a little bit of my blood into the sky. And so, there was my breath in the air. I walked back and forth between the surroundings, shuttling between stone men and stone horses. Hidden in peach blossoms, spring flowers..... I didn't know I was there, you know? That stone figure is me, that one is me, and that one is me. I'm in the water, or in the sky. No, I'm in vastness. Reached the pole of the universe. Like Sun Houzi came to the "extreme of heaven and earth", although this is the case, I am still secretly happy. Here, right here, I found out. I am not me, and so, it becomes, "who am I" but, impartially, I am still me. Whether it's the "wind", the "clouds", the "sky" or the "earth", I don't know if you smell it.

I was rippling in the air. I was gone, nothing, and I began to look for my own shadow. The shadow of the sand. I planted my head. And then, I thought, even I am gone. What else. "I am who I am" clings to a lifetime of happiness. Humming a little song, I thought, forget this age. The grass is tender, new, and green. I found out in a hurry. I've been breathed fresh air myself.

I was alive, and the majesty of nature held me and dragged me here, I thought...... It's not a confused feeling, it's the flight of the self, the kite of the self, it's just that I flew this kite. (In my lover's life, in my children's, in my aging fathers and mothers.) On the most beautiful emotions in heaven and earth, the lake was filled with a beautiful glow.

The satisfaction of general freedom and saturation arises spontaneously, so I "fly" and "fly" into the space of the universe to find the "extreme of heaven and earth".

So, I had a bold idea, which was to "let me keep it forever" Do you have a proposal? If not, I'll keep "thank you"

Mood of the sky