When it's cold, pay attention to warm your heart.
The wind is blowing, and people are under the eaves, waiting for the opening of life.
This is the sound of a bird, and the tone of the piano tells us that it is cold, but the heart is warm.
Looking at the rain outside the window, I didn’t forget that on this muddy road, there is always life waiting for glory.
People are real. She can feel her tears and her blood.
It’s just that fate has not forgotten to alert you. Living sincerely is better than being hypocritical.
People cannot abandon their ideals because there is a place where they can breathe.
As walking, life is getting more and more full, but people are getting farther and farther away. I don’t know if you are mature or if I am just simple.
Some people will say that kindness is a sin, but those who are persistent in love will say that kindness is fate.
When there is no right or wrong, the first person who bowed his head put the warmth on his neck and threw the scimitar into the haystack.
Living simply requires courage. If you don’t have good courage, simplicity becomes a bargaining chip.
The fence is sparse, and the lonely person never worrys that your steps will shatter her dreams.
Looking in the distance, the morning sun is smiling, and the golden east ushers in spring again.
The soil in the fields is tumbling, and inch by inch of land has planted life.
You see sweat dripping in your yellow smile. People’s hard work is real, and the harvest is also real.
Deep in the green forest, there is a flower blooming, it is bright and shy.
Life is not as good as flowers, because a person’s heart does not have flowers, the heart is pure.
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