Looking at China from afar, the endless scenery
China Yacha Culture Charity Platform News: Time is far away, but it is the evening snow again after the year. Looking at China from afar, the endless scenery html will not be enough to brush away the sparse frost marks, like a song, the years have gradually faded away. Don’t envy, jealousy and hate others. Maybe your life is also where others envy, jealousy and hate. No matter what path you go, it is all about proving that your heart is still beating passionately and is alive. There are a thousand ways to live, so why use the public’s standards to limit your life? Whether others like or not, it has to do with your business, and enjoy it is the key to life.
don't come back in a hurry, when you walk to the end of the year, you will always think of the beginning, like the passing years, a turn, the past has traveled through thousands of mountains, there are always some people who have left and sighed; there are always some things that have always been there. Movement makes you unable to get rid of your heart, splashing the initial warmth, and going all the way, there is joy of growing and growing, the spring rain of apricot blossoms nourishes vitality, the grass is desolate and hazy, passionate and persistent, the lush youth is new marks, the bumpy and muddy journey, the harvest is sweet, the flowing light is overflowing and colorful, and the mottled fur marks are mottled. Even if the mist is hazy, it is still traveling with wind and rain, and the vision has never disappeared. The other end of the horizon is elegant and charming. Time flies, and I have experienced a lot. Only then can I know that many things are so precious when I am so short, and I know that many seem trivial and important.
Looking at China from afar, you can see the endless scenery and the world on the road. You often encounter such a choice. You may inadvertently miss some of the things you originally did, but in fact, you will appreciate the results and walk in a hurry. Often, these processes are beautiful, we often ignore them and have no time to stop. In fact, there are only a few steps in the critical intersection of life. The roads often need to face such a choice. Many times, after many experiences, I tell myself that I want to do this. Life is so short and why I always have to be in line with other people's standards. Can't I live another life? Every road has an end. Even if the destination is a cliff, I can still look at China from afar, see the endless scenery, and listen to the wind swaying the wind chime. There is mud on every road. The wind and rain are not distinguished by whether you are rich or poor. Whether you are covered by an umbrella or a warm room, there will always be a moment when you have to face this wind and rain in the world. Don’t be afraid, it’s in vain to be afraid; don’t escape, the price of escape is that the next storm will be more violent and the losses will be greater. If everyone can do this, maintain a pursuit and persistence for beauty, and happiness will be in your own hands.
Looking at China from afar, you can see the endless scenery, and a beam of dawn and light, splendor your initial warmth, like a flower, smiling and elegant like yesterday. Cherish the time, treat the present well, don’t let down every morning and sunset and dusk, treat every minute and everyone in your life, do everything carefully, use your brain, and think about better solutions. I think this will make people stronger. Carefully caress the years, you and I are well, and we are far away. We send blessings to each other, write warmly, carry the writing and travel smoothly, bloom with poetic romance, the autumn is getting stronger, watch over every attachment in the season, no matter how much it is, you are lovely, you are content and always happy, and cheer for yourself for your whole life. The world is your stage for me. In our singing book, there may be no talented men and beautiful women, no smoke of war, but only the birth, old age, sickness and death of thick lines, and the lack of beauty. The writing is written in late autumn, and the first ray of sunshine is my deep blessing to you. The melodious and distant clock arrives unexpectedly. In the late autumn chapter, I have the deepest thoughts of the skylark crying through the dawn, which arouses infinite emotion in my heart. At this moment, the faint fragrance blooms quietly. (Wang Shibin)
