Chapter 262: Come Out (4)

Even if you think your feelings are dry and you can't give, there will always be a moment when something can pluck the strings in the depths of your heart. After all www.biquge.info we weren't born to enjoy solitude......

Time is quiet, and a lot of it is gone. Are you, don't come unharmed?

Some people say that if time is lovely, I am willing to fold a period of time, and in the future, in this period, I will live next to the flowers; But I said, if the years are like a song, I would like to turn into a note, jump in the plain hand of time, and wait quietly. Then, you, I, became captives of the years and disappeared into the vast galaxy.

Time flies, time flies, in the quiet midnight, standing in front of the window, looking at the Milky Way in the distance, where is it prosperous like a dream, or lonely like water? Chang'e in the month, did you regret that she turned around and left at that moment? Otherwise, how can Chang'e steal the elixir, the blue sea and the blue sky night heart.

What kind of obsession did he meet. Strange, familiar, holding the hand of the son, a light encounter without regrets. Even if fate is extinguished and departed, no sorrow is allowed, and everyone is well at the ends of the world.

Come to think of it, there are many things in the world that don't need to be asked. Origin, beautiful; Scattered, sad. If it is two similar souls, once they meet, it is eternal; If it is two different hearts, passing by, it will be forever.

Memories are always after they are gone. An old thing that carries too many memories; An old time has recorded too many joys and sorrows. Half bright, half sad.

Sometimes, standing at one end of time, flipping through those past years, verdant and verdant, falling flowers and tears, it is not necessarily sad. It's just that in the past that can't be replicated like a cloud of smoke, there is always some kind of heartbreaking beauty. Even today's dull and waveless years, in the retrospect of tomorrow, will also be an infinitely quiet beauty.

Every section of the road is a kind of realization, even if it is the back. On the long road of life, you always need some warmth, even if it is a self-righteous memorial. Looking at the faint departing back, will you remember those old days? Sometimes, letting go is a kind of relief, fulfilling others and relieving yourself, so why bother not to forget?

Nalan Rongruo said that the first time I saw it was to close, there was no need to regret it, and there was no need to cry. can retain the endless amazement of the first sight, and can endure loneliness for the rest of his life. But he also said that if life is only as it was when I first saw it, why did the west wind paint a sad fan?

These two sentences infiltrated the world and confused the common people.

The joy of being together, the melancholy after parting. Standing at the ferry crossing of the flowing year, quietly watching some people come and some people go. I have always believed that among those busy figures, there must be an itinerary that they want to go to. In fact, what they want to pursue is nothing more than a stability of their own. Meet, take a ride. It's suitable, and go on, the world is old; If it is not suitable, choose to turn around and leave the other party with a back. This back, even if it is ruthless, is the best comfort for yourself. Why bother, perfunctory others, wronged yourself?

Life is a journey without return. Sometimes, silence is used to disguise sadness, and calmness is used to melt the desolation of the heart. sigh, what time takes away is always happiness, what is left behind is always falling flowers, and sadness flows eastward and never returns. Especially, in the silent night, tossing and turning, unable to calm down. Whose heart has been broken by the night?

A city, a person, a memory, an image. I want to forget, but I remember it vividly; I want to remember, but I am at the end of the world. Many times, there is always nothing to be done, body, mind and soul can only move forward on the road. Fatigue, sadness, bleeding, inevitable, the key is whether you can get out of the misunderstanding of the heart, adjust the mentality, put the heart on the shore, and wait for the soul on the road. Then, pat the dust on your body, unload all the burdens, your body and mind will become lighter, and your steps will become calm, so that your soul can follow you like a shadow!

Just like the summer when passion burns, there is always a time to leave, and what is left for autumn is always memory! In July, the fragrance of gardenias and the charm of lotus flowers are gradually drifting away. Soon after, autumn faded away, giving the world a peaceful winter. Winter, can you remember the feeling of autumn?

Wandering, disappointed, miserable, and then sober. Time will dilute all the good things, the flowers bloom quietly, and the flowers fall and the time changes. Looking at the sky and clouds, reading the red dust and fireworks, recalling the past like the wind, listening to the flow of the four seasons, whose happiness can be dominated by a back?

Ask the world, what is love? Can people live and die together?

The full moon is happiness, can the lack of the moon be sad? If you can, look at the laughter and the clouds, when you sit on the clouds, you don't like things, you don't feel sad, and you say softly to the gradually blurred back: If you are well, it will be a sunny day. Perhaps, at that time, when you are truly mature, you will not live up to the fierce or beautiful time of the encounter.

Hurried passers-by, vast red dust, time passes, things are not people. We are small, the world is big, and the front is brilliant, how can we hesitate? We are just passers-by of time, in a blink of an eye, the precious life is about to end, how can we have time, exile ourselves in confusion and confusion? Be encouraged in time, and the years will not treat people!

Time, let people understand; Experience, which makes a person mature.

Between the world and the earth, if the white horse passes through the gap, it is all of a sudden. Look away, look down, and you will be happy. The lost east, the harvest of mulberry elm, is not the most beautiful ending, time is fleeting, how can you stay.

Life is a life, ups and downs, ups and downs, has passed, experienced, look back, suddenly feel rich and noble like clouds, power desire like a steel blade, **** is a dream, diligently, what you get is not necessarily happiness, a thought between the negligence, left must be pain, but after several fights, several ups and downs, when the wind and smoke dissipate, lead Hua washed, look at the sycamore leaf yellow, banana leaf old, geese cry cold, the distant mountains are speechless, at this time, the past gains and losses, can not resist a glass of thin wine in the middle of the night, human affection is warm and cold, often not as good as a paper umbrella, this life also, Luck, number, there are really a few people in the world who can understand it, down-to-earth walk every day, every present, is our future memory, with a normal heart, accept what has happened, with a broad heart, tolerate the person who is sorry for you, don't fall in love with a vain and beautiful person, but fall in love with a person who can make you, life beautiful, look at the mountains and mountains are not high, look at the water and water, true self, perfect life.

Now the same is true, if you can't get out of the haze in your heart, you will always fall into your own world, and everything outside will have nothing to do with you!

Life is nothing but an alternation of love and a dream, at certain times when you are happy;

Life is another hatred and a painful strife, and at some moment of pain (to be continued. )