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The moonlight is clear, sprinkled for thousands of miles, sitting against the window, renewing a cup of tea, the faint aroma wafting out, cleansing the soul of a wisp of detached breath.

It was a shallow and quiet night, but I was speechless. Such a silent night, the sound of the piano like flowing water, a little bit of heart, fluttering. Alone, I couldn't sleep, only shallow ink on plain paper. The soft sound in my ears is both real and illusory, ethereal, like a song from the sky, echoing in the room. ......

Whispering a word of love, holding a pen of love. Love is like ink and blue flowers, why not be afraid of the moment. Long dreams, I have seen too many joys and sorrows, sorrows and farewells, just like the breath of change over and over again. Along the way, I was let down all the way, ignited hope all the way, and was bent on finding answers. Whether or not the past expectations are happy, the regrets of this life are long.

On the way to growth, I was hurried and busy, stumbling and bumping, rushing and careful, tired and troublesome. In my life, what did I leave behind, and what did I get? I have been strong in my mouth, but my heart is not so strong. Because there is goodness in the heart, we choose to forgive, and because we have thoughts in our hearts, we choose to forgive.

I will always be obsessed with beautiful poetry and songs, perhaps, when we no longer run for the world, when we give up the heart of chasing the fame of Lilu, and know how to seek a peace of mind in ordinary things, it is also a beautiful thing. The smoke and rain of the small bridge, the walls and pavilions, all smiled at me shallowly in my imagination, and returned with the artistic conception and the unique elegant atmosphere of the classics. The limitations of the body cannot imprison the dance of the heart, and the tranquility of the mind renders the peace of the heart. Time turns lightly, the years go by, several years, and the smile is shallow.

Prosperity is the same as before, but people are no longer the same. On the road of growth, where is my return? The long road of life, passing by in a hurry, who is whose past? Some encounters are getting closer and closer in knowing and cherishing each other; and an understanding will gradually drift away in indifference and relative.

Life is full of stations, and people with peace of mind, whether they are standing outside the world, quietly appreciating the prosperity, or in the world, taste all the flavors, more or less will have a long-lost sense of calm. I have always believed that how much love there will be more warmth.

Together with the dark night, I also experienced its loneliness and sadness, and I couldn't help but burst into tears. I know that these tears are born from the emotion of my heart. I never found out that the experience of this life would make me so emotional!

Looking through the traces left by time, I feel that the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and everything is in a hurry. Perhaps, the most beautiful rhyme has long been missed. Whether it is the thoughts in leisure time, or the confusion in sleep, in short, everyone's heart has a trace of entanglement in a deeper or shallow way.

The horse's hooves are clattering, I am not a returnee, and I am not a passerby. Stepping through the heart of the flower and experiencing a reincarnation, no matter how far-fetched the heart is, it will be run into soft and delicate. For the time being, I will hide the entanglement in my heart, hoping to accept all the good things with this little bit of pure beauty. Yes, in this life, there are too many things waiting for us to cherish and wait.

Encounter a quiet cloud dream, listen to the Zen language of a flower, and realize the origin of life. Flowers bloom with affection, flowers fall unintentionally, just because flowers bloom and thank you in Zen, like a dream of red dust, dilemma.

The sound of the piano keys is real and fake, like a dream. The prosperity faded, and everything was finally calm. The prosperity fades, the love is affectionate, the heart is dependent, and the wind and dust are beautiful......

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