The years are long, walking on the Mo of youth, enjoying the prosperity of a person, the joy of the line, the silence and peace of a person.

A cup of tea, an idle book, and a touch of purple and red outside the window. The older the time, the lighter the people's hearts, just like the tea on the table, no matter how turbulent the world is, it is still undisturbed and slow.

With tea as a companion, poetry and books as friends, life and death with plants and trees, leaning on the window to listen to the drizzle, the days that are as simple as water, live freely, let life return to the basics, at ease, at ease.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are good, life rekindles faith, all things breed crazy riots, fallen leaves slowly return to quiet beauty, and the cold makes the earth silent again.

I like the four seasons, just like I like the heavy makeup on a woman's face, or the water hibiscus. The bright and bright color of the rouge and the innocence and nature of the braids have made me deeply unable to extricate myself.

In the deep courtyard, I like to see the color change of the garden, warm a pot of tea, and please yourself.

There is nothing so-called unfathomable in life, as long as you walk in it, with the repetition of the four seasons, the stars change, and you will be able to find the prosperity you expect.

The poems and songs are still good, such as the mellow and lush Tang poems of fine wine, such as the Song Ci of the fragrant teeth and cheeks of the clear tea, such as the sonorous and melodious Yuan song of the spring water, and the vast and magnificent Han Fu of the frenzy.

Circulate between words, picking up the gems of thought. The face is easy to grow old, the thousand-year-old wind and frost are ruthless, and the joys and sorrows in the poems are still as vivid as ever.

A night of lovesickness may not be long, and the ends of the world are only on paper, but you will feel a thousand years at a glance. A piece of poetry flying, a moment of sedimentation of the fragrance, enjoy the beautiful scenery, boil wine and make tea, listen to a song in the rainy night, the poetry is strong.

Holding the clear spring in your hand, the moon shadow is poured in your hand, the fame is floating, it is not as good as the spring water sencha, and the poetry and wine take advantage of the youth.

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