The past is not mentioned at all. The sunshine that shines into the lake will allow the disappearing gatherings and disperse, and resurrect the ups and downs one by one. The rushing in the river bank forgot the humility and annotated the hustle and restlessness that cannot be resolved.
It doesn’t matter who is right or wrong. It’s a small wave in the long river of life, broken on the unmanned journey and will not leave any trace. Whether it is nothingness or reality, you only live at that time.
The hard work that is traveling around the world is indispensable. Like beautiful flowers, some bloom slower, some bloom faster, some bloom earlier, and some bloom later.
The smile of the past was not spotless after its calmness. Some impurities could only emerge after many years. The flames condensed in the wound, with a river in their arms, attempting to delete all their mistakes.
The body is a piece of land, without sowing, there is no harvest. The wind and rain that should come cannot be stopped, just like the accidents and disasters of life. Everyone will eventually give away the remaining bones and blood with pain.
As long as the hope in my heart is forever, and I cherish the love and tolerance given to us by the world, a person can ask for anything or nothing. A little bit by bit will stay in his heart forever, and the years will make old wine .
