Chapter 346: What is Hidden Behind the Disappearance (2)

Often stay alone in a corner, do not want to be disturbed by all kinds of complexity, give the heart enough breathing. The pen is www.biquge.info quiet, freezing the years, standing still the time, and savoring the faint sadness brought by loneliness. Loneliness is the intersection of spirit and body, and loneliness is the beauty of purifying the soul. Loneliness allows us to calm down and think about the warmth and coldness of human feelings and the sincerity of life. Loneliness allows us to sort out the chaotic context and understand the essence of life. Loneliness is the purity of a clear spring, the rebirth of a seed, loneliness calms the heart, makes life firm, and loneliness strengthens the instinct of survival.

There are always some people who have left their sight, but they have left a past, and there are always some backs that have gone away, but they have lived in life. If the dust is undulating, we are always using some words of comfort to relieve ourselves, and using a mask of hypocrisy to package it as an indifference to the world, in fact, we are all fragile, who understands the bitterness contained in the strength of the disguise, and the inadvertent touch will penetrate the bottom of the heart. Always create a noisy atmosphere to cover up the loneliness in the heart, Qu Sanlou is still lonely alone, the autumn water does not understand the poignancy of the fallen leaves, how can the night wind know the lament of the clouds, only the sleepless raindrops beat the years of Yanshan, listen to the time telling.

Falling red dust is like smoke in the past, after several ups and downs, counting the joys and sorrows of the world, sighing that the red dust is deep and shallow; He reflects the sun, the stars and the moon murmur, maybe he writes cold and cold today, and he is lonely and leans on the window. Is the pace of the years going too fast, or is it too hasty to turn around? A thought is the end of the earth, and looking back, the mountains are high and the waters are long. The dust and smoke gradually receded, after all, I couldn't grasp the prosperity of the city, time passed, and how much fragrance was left in vain? A fence of years barriers the same season, full of fragrance, but can not touch the flowering period, a leaf boat is difficult to carry full of heart, on the other side, across the distance that can not be ferried, only a wisp of dark incense is scattered in the wind and dust. After all the years, there is still a slight pain when I think about it gently.

Sometimes I am inexplicably overwhelmed, I just want to find an inch of land, quietly feel the heartbeat and breathing, press the restless restlessness and low emotions in the bottom of my heart, gently soothe, stay away from the disturbance of the world, and comfort a plain heart. Sadness without heart often creates a kind of unexplained squeezing and hesitation, and what troubles the mood may not be gains and losses, but an unknown sentimentality, a kind of emptiness of the soul. And we often can't control ourselves in this feeling, and we inadvertently touch an unknown vulnerability. Perhaps only silence can give the soul the ultimate purification, and can get out of the whirlpool set by oneself.

We have laughed and cried for a period of time, and we can't get rid of the tangled emotions for a while, but with the passage of time, they slowly settle in the bottom of our hearts and gather into a carved landscape. The years have robbed us of our faces, but they have left our own stories. Although some stories are only in a moment, they have passed through the hearts of the years and are integrated into the blood. In the look at the time, smiles, tears moved, after years have passed, we stopped, look back, but still lingering, no regrets.

There will always be a time when you are alone, and you may have a lot to say, but you don't know what to say or to whom. Maybe you will be inexplicably disappointed and do something against the norm to prove that you exist. Maybe I like loneliness and get used to bearing everything silently. In fact, life is not lonely, but the scorching heat of the sun is covered by a certain shadow, and every pair of eyes that care about us are neglected. The four seasons flow, different scenery to life to do a selfless foil, the original every care comes from the feelings of silence. The journey is indefinite, a cherished, a thousand words moved. A tuft of grass, a wild flower, and a dead leaf all show the weight of life. Life is not sad, open the fastened placket, open your mind to accept the sunshine, embrace every warm scenery, the heat will run through the entire blood, and life will be full of warmth.

A person quietly listens to a song, sipps a cup of tea, stretches all his thoughts in the ethereal and elegant melody, puts aside the coldness of human feelings, and relieves all the heartaches with a song rhyme. At that time, the light swept through the bun, the clothes danced lightly, and the dust and mist on the body were shaken off, and all the happiness and sorrow had nothing to do with me. Let the heart be like water, and keep a calm attitude with the attitude of a wild chrysanthemum. Ren Liunian swung his fingertips, did not mention the past, and did not talk about joys and sorrows.

The years are like beating notes, passing through the mottled seasons, playing the charter of time, and composing songs of life. Precipitate your heart in a silence, listen carefully to a soft music, and let the melody penetrate your heart and melt into your blood. Don't think about anything, all the troubles are peeled off, the years seem to stand still, and time freezes at this moment. The heart flutters with the melody, wanders in space, travels through the illusion of selflessness, without contention, without desire. Close your eyes, feel your heartbeat and breathe, and get drunk. The mind is magnified in an instant, which contains oneself, the world, and relieves the complexity. A river flows, flows into life, passes through the wind and dust, wades through the years, and flows gently, gently.

Aside the fading haze, facing the morning sun, stretch your arms and embrace a ray of warmth. Stepping into a fresh place, the heart is full of green, take a drop of morning dew to taste its sweetness, wildflowers gently spit out Yanrui and smile lightly, and pond willows gently shake their clothes fluttering. The green grass treads the waves with the wind, and the wind stops silently. The small bridge is still clear, surrounded by mountains and around the clear and long, see the shyness of the distant mountains hidden in the clouds, and listen to the birds playing in the clouds and water. Let the time go through the fingertips, count the sunshine as well, pick up a warmth into the heart, and keep a safe and easy.

Step through the cycle of ice and snow, take off the old days, smell the breath of spring, sow a happy seed, and use warmth to nurture it to be full of warmth, the wind and the wind stop laughing at life, the moon is short and the moon is full to see the journey, lonely days, pick up a ray of brightness, and walk with warmth. The value of life is a kind of grasp, the wind and rain are still fragrant, the perfection of life is to join hands with the warmth, to see the sunset, to get along with the time, and to keep the beauty of the years......

In leisure time, wait in the silent years, hold a volume of beautiful literature, enjoy a touch of tranquility and elegance, quietly revel in the breath of light books, stay away from the hustle and bustle, enjoy an indifferent mood, learn to calm down in the years from time to time, hide yourself in a pure land, let go of the thoughts that have been forbidden by reality for a long time, quietly feel the beauty of life, stranded years, happiness is around.

(To be continued.) )