Prepare a pot of good new tea, with the quiet of early summer and my leisurely feelings, sit and watch the sunset drunk and the blue waves on this shore. The evening breeze is blowing, the weeds are silently happy, the plank road is silent and circuitous, and the sudden sound of the motor crosses the leisurely river, creating layers of ripples. Bathing in the rippling spring light, with the fragrance of a pot of tea into the lungs, accompanied by the soft river breeze, Yingying drifted away. All the stories that have been forgotten or unwilling to be read have come to me in the time after the dust has broken the cocoon, like the gentle young woman, who waded through the water like snow in white clothes.

Is it to repay the promise of a past life, or is there an unfulfilled wish in this life? You, with a shallow smile, undisguised affectionate eyes: You are here, and I will also be here, across the mountains and rivers and the constant dust!

I laughed, silently and unintentionally and without refusal. In the game of chess in life, the outcome is already doomed, and the winners and losers have been seen, so there is no need to deliberately forget. Maybe let go of the obsession that should or shouldn't be, and be at peace with the encounter, so that you can be happy with the breeze and the moon, the plank road under the clear water and green mountains, and be stable in this world.

Since then, I am free on the riverside, crossing the boat, wearing clothes and hats, making a pair of fishermen and fisherwomen with someone in the light smoke of flowing water, singing softly with gulls and birds, letting the river wind blow short hair, fluttering clothes, and dust-free hearts. I am also willing to keep the quiet years, spend a peaceful day, brew a new pot of tea in the old time, taste the tea soup, and watch the white clouds gather and scatter; Look outside the window the plum blossom oblique branches are thin, and the clear sky and moon turn from round to missing; Watch the park stage, a story of joys and sorrows. For the rest of your life, you only need to cultivate a calm and calm heart, stay away from the hustle and bustle of the city, keep the quiet and beautiful passing year, be quiet and peaceful, and do not complain about leaving the dead.

The sky will be dark, and the moon, which has been clear for thousands of years, swayed faintly in the breezy river waves, and the bright moonlight quietly reflected how many dreamlike pasts. Who and whom, the past and the present life are constantly separated; Who is with whom, love and hate that can't be counted; Whoever owes the debt to whom the years ago has gone away with the wind. Disturbing the red dust, the vicissitudes of life, the past is no longer traceable.

On the other side, the park lights are bright with fireworks and red dust, the newly repaired plank road is full of people, the square of singing and dancing is extraordinarily lively, dozens of towering ancient camphor trees year after year, blessing the people on both sides of the strait in the time like water, the life is stable and peaceful.

Time flies by in a snap of a finger, thousands of years of flowing water, the smoke and waves of red dust knock on the heavy door of the world, but the bright moon in the sky has never changed its appearance, it is the most persistent and silent attitude, reflecting the simple and peaceful town, the original intention has not changed.

On this shore, a pot of new tea, the breeze and the moon are silent and beautiful, and the taste is the joy of the world, the water and the moon, and the life of Jinse. The river in the light smoke pats the plank road, the peach blossoms on the shore smile, the breeze caresses the willows, and a few idle rods are fishing in the wild grass. It's not the fish that is fished, it's the leisure and elegance of alienating the red dust, it's the joy of the floating world after washing the lead flower, and it's the heart that is lost and regained after being washed by the river!

Since you are here, don't be in a hurry to go, drink a pot of tea with me, and look at a river of spring water, the sweet fragrance has worn out the edge of human nature, even if it is separated by the blurred fireworks on the other side, there is no need to recognize the old dream. In the green mountains and clear water on this bank, in the clouds and clouds, all the wind, dust and moon affairs are blurred and cleaned, leaving a transparent and round. At this time, you and I have long been let go and will not continue to stay in the confused ferry. Even in the future, which is like a flowing year and a confusing future, far away, a dusty heart has been cultivated and purified to be as clean as ever, simple and innocent, and settled with fate!

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