Hurriedly shuttling through the noisy streets, a leisurely song floated in my ears, such as crying, and my heart couldn't help but feel a faint astringency, and I felt inexplicably lonely, being in the downtown area, but surrounded by loneliness in an instant.

Han Xue's "Remember", the sad lyrics, tender voice, and nostalgic melody touch the softest and most painful part of the soul every time, stirring the most sensitive nerve, and the thoughts are like ripples, and the past is bright and clear in the bottom of the heart.

Perhaps, everyone has an old song in their hearts, and it will remind you of someone and an old dream because of an old song. Bai Juyi has a poem, "Ancient songs and old songs are not listened to, and listen to the new willow branches", sometimes, we will also let an old song and single loop, let us have thousands of thoughts, but, guarding an old song, even if it is soft, who will we talk to? Yes, most of the time, we can't bear to listen to an old song repeatedly, we just want to escape and change the scene. Perhaps only in this way can we temporarily forget the old dreams that are recalled, and do not want to easily touch the past in an old song or an ancient poem.

Once, because of a heart-to-heart encounter, I was intoxicated in Tang poems and Song Ci, chanting those heartfelt poems over and over again, thinking of the old people in the distance, sometimes I felt that reading Tang poems and reading Song Ci was not enough to interpret my deep affection at that moment; Once, for a parting, I hid in Yi'an's emaciated words with tears in my eyes, drank up the loneliness and loneliness, and in my dreams, the promise was like a tempting flower, hanging on the branches of life and couldn't bear to fall apart.

Time has passed, those feelings have cleared up, time will change everything, and the most secluded and resentful plots have become the most beautiful nostalgia for the past.

There is a saying: because you have loved, you can't be an enemy, because you have hurt, so you can't be friends, and this most familiar stranger has never forgotten that in this life, you are silently concerned about him, miss him, and bless him as always.

There is a kind of fate that cannot stay together, but meeting is destined in the dark; There is a kind of love that no longer glories me and me, but has dissolved into each other's lives; There is a kind of person who is no longer accompanied day and night, but each other's hearts are always together. Sometimes people's feelings are really uncontrollable, and sometimes we think of a person for no reason, it turns out that "there is a lover in the world, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon."

Missing is a flying bird, standing on the height of the years and looking out, I look at the end of the world at this end, you look through the autumn water at that end, but, where is the sail? There is an insurmountable hurdle between thoughts and memories, knowing that the return date is slim, but still stubborn, without regrets.

When you miss it, your heart becomes a small boat, floating in the waves of emotion; When I miss it, my heart is also a floating leaf, and in the end only a red residue is left, so I vow to forget you, but unexpectedly, the old song resounded through the streets, and the memories of the past poured into my chest.

In the tide of the past, many beautiful episodes reflect our shadows, enough to make our future years no longer barren.

In fact, some memories do not have to be deliberately forgotten, nor will they be forgotten, when an emotion is integrated into each other's lives, memories will sow the seeds of longing and plant the roots of regeneration.

Time will make memories bloom into beautiful flowers, and memories will always sway with thoughts of lush flowers, reminding you not to forget. Xi Murong said in "Transparent Sorrow": I like to look back because I don't like to forget, I always think that in the world, some people, some things, and some moments seem to have a specific arrangement, which may not be felt at the time, but in retrospect later, there is a deep meaning, I have had many beautiful moments, and I am really reluctant to forget them.

On the journey of life, there are really many beauties that people are reluctant to forget. Perhaps, when we are really reluctant to forget and begin to be grateful for the beautiful encounters we once had, perhaps we are really relieved and truly understand the true meaning of life. Buddhists say that looking back in the past life for 500 years is only exchanged for a rub of shoulders in this life, so how many years of long practice does it take for an encounter to meet? In the vast sea of people, in a short life, meeting someone, even if it is as short as a flash in the pan, is a beautiful and nostalgic thing.

"The most beautiful thing is not to keep the time, but to keep the memory."

reminds me of the touching sentences of the theme song of "Qiao's Courtyard", "The dust is short, sighing that the world is long, I can't think about it, the prosperous moment is like a dream, and people in the world are busy a few times...... Several ups and downs, rain and storms, in the blink of an eye, the temples have become frost, keep what you love, keep what you think, keep a dream, and accompany the sun and the moon."

When life has gone through the baptism of the years, looking back, prosperity is finally a passing cloud, and the warmth of our years is still those beautiful encounters and emotions in the memory, and the beauty of life also lies in the inadvertent accumulation of some precious memories...

Time, warm because of love, years, rich because of love, don't deliberately say forget, cut a good time in the heart, keep the memory, accompanied by the sun and the moon.

Hurriedly shuttling through the noisy streets, a leisurely song floated in my ears, such as crying, and my heart couldn't help but feel a faint astringency, and I felt inexplicably lonely, being in the downtown area, but surrounded by loneliness in an instant.

Han Xue's "Remember", sad lyrics, tender voice, nostalgic melody, every time touches the softest and most painful part of the heart, stirring the most sensitive nerves, thoughts are like ripples and faint, and the past is bright and extinguished in the bottom of my heart...

Perhaps, everyone has an old song in their hearts, and it will remind you of someone and an old dream because of an old song. Bai Juyi has a poem, "Ancient songs and old songs are not listened to, and listen to the new willow branches", sometimes, we will also let an old song and single loop, let us have thousands of thoughts, but, guarding an old song, even if it is soft, who will we talk to? Yes, most of the time, we can't bear to listen to an old song repeatedly, we just want to escape and change the scene. Perhaps only in this way can we temporarily forget the old dreams that are recalled, and do not want to easily touch the past in an old song or an ancient poem.

Once, because of a heart-to-heart encounter, I was intoxicated in Tang poems and Song Ci, chanting those heartfelt poems over and over again, thinking of the old people in the distance, sometimes I felt that reading Tang poems and reading Song Ci was not enough to interpret my deep affection at that moment; Once, for a parting, I hid in Yi'an's emaciated words with tears in my eyes, drinking up loneliness and loneliness, in my dreams,

The promise of the past is like an alluring flower, hanging on the branches of life and not being able to bear to fall apart.

Time has passed, those feelings have cleared up, time will change everything, and the most secluded and resentful plots have become the most beautiful nostalgia for the past.

There is a saying: Because you have loved, you can't be an enemy, because you have hurt, you can't be friends, and this most familiar stranger has never forgotten, in this life, you continue to silently care about him, miss him, bless him...

There is a kind of fate that cannot stay together, but meeting is destined in the dark; There is a kind of love that no longer glories me and me, but has dissolved into each other's lives; There is a kind of person who is no longer accompanied day and night, but each other's hearts are always together. Sometimes people's feelings are really uncontrollable, and sometimes we think of a person for no reason, it turns out that "there is a lover in the world, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon."

Missing is a flying bird, standing on the height of the years and looking out, I look at the end of the world at this end, you look through the autumn water at that end, but, where is the sail? There is an insurmountable hurdle between thoughts and memories, knowing that the return date is slim, but still stubborn, without regrets.

When you miss it, your heart becomes a small boat, floating in the waves of emotion; When I miss it, my heart is also a floating leaf, and in the end only a red residue is left, so I vow to forget you, but unexpectedly, the old song resounded on the street, and the memories of the past poured into my chest...

In the tide of the past, many beautiful episodes reflect our shadows, enough to make our future years no longer barren.

In fact, some memories do not have to be deliberately forgotten, nor will they be forgotten, when an emotion is integrated into each other's lives, memories will sow the seeds of longing and plant the roots of regeneration.

Time will make memories bloom into beautiful flowers, and memories will always sway with thoughts of lush flowers, reminding you not to forget. Xi Murong said in "Transparent Sorrow": I like to look back because I don't like to forget, I always think that in the world, some people, some things, and some moments seem to have a specific arrangement, which may not be felt at the time, but in retrospect later, there is a deep meaning, I have had many beautiful moments, and I am really reluctant to forget them.

On the journey of life, there are really many beauties that people are reluctant to forget. Perhaps, when we are really reluctant to forget and begin to be grateful for the beautiful encounters we once had, perhaps we are really relieved and truly understand the true meaning of life. Buddhists say that looking back in the past life for 500 years is only exchanged for a rub of shoulders in this life, so how many years of long practice does it take for an encounter to meet? In the vast sea of people, in a short life, meeting someone, even if it is as short as a flash in the pan, is a beautiful and nostalgic thing.

"The most beautiful thing is not to keep the time, but to keep the memory." …

reminds me of the touching sentences of the theme song of "Qiao's Courtyard", "The dust is short, sighing that the world is long, I can't think about it, the prosperous moment is like a dream, and people in the world are busy a few times...... Several ups and downs, rain and storms, in the blink of an eye, the temples have become frost, keep what you love, keep what you think, keep a dream, and accompany the sun and the moon."

"The most beautiful thing is not to keep the time, but to keep the memory."

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