Author: Zimo
June, summer flowers are brilliant, but a corner of the lotus pond is extremely quiet, with an emotional healing effect. In the colorful world, there are the quietest flowers, blooming quietly here.
connected to the sky lotus leaves infinitely blue , and the sun lotus is different red. The lotus leaves and fields are all over the pond, the lotus wind and the fragrance of flowers sways, touching the ripples of the water waves, and the shadows of the flowers are rippling with a faint fragrance.
The sun is bright, the grass is pure and pure, graceful, charming but not gorgeous, beautiful and elegant, scattered in a pond of clouds, and gulls and herons forget their opportunities.
Summer lotus pond is like a freehand ink painting, which penetrates into the soul of the flower-watching person, and uses the posture of Bodhi and the light and shadow of glass to sway the cool quatrains in the summer scenery.
The background color of life is the most beautiful nature, and the best color is the quietness of a lotus, pure sister's elegantness. My heart is clear and clear, I smile and breathe in a sweet way, and the fragrance is overflowing.
100,000 Qiongzi Tiantian can be spared, and the green plate is raised to watch with others. When the breeze blows, the dewdrops on the lotus leaves fall into the water, ding ding dong dong, with a unique charm.
beautiful and beautiful, who will the fragrance be passed on? Life is like a lotus, neither demon nor beauty, and has a sense of peace in the vanity.
The lotus is so sweet that it is so sad that it kills the boat. If all the sadness in life can be written on the ripples on the water surface, like floating small words, then the lotus fragrance in my heart can also be decayed by the light rain.
At the same time, the stacked thoughts will be tactfully tactfully into a wisp of light fragrance and thin smoke, stored in the hazy phantom, accompanying the natural blooming and falling of flowers.
Sometimes, we should love the burning heat in life and the pain in life. Because only by tearing the broken stamens can the fragrant and clear flowers in life bloom.
Green beauty stands by the water, crying to each other in the lonely rain. Drop after drop of rain poured over, it was the heavy sigh of the clouds. There were too many pasts that I couldn't bear to look back on, and now they were thrown into the pond of memory.
Time flies, and the years will always be quiet, and peaceful in this elegance, waiting for thousands of tricks to flow into a stream, allowing the rivers to make the inner world, empty and vast, flowing with the sorrows and joys of life.
If you understand the years and feel relieved, then you will finally no longer try your best, and you can fulfill the deep affection in and out of dreams at will.
Whispering the years are quiet and good. When ideals fall into reality, time is conditioned to be colorful, and emerald green and pink make people excited.
"Everywhere in the World": "I like a flower, I don't have to pick it down; I love a cloud, I don't have to get it; I love the wind, I don't have to let it stop."
In my eyebrows, for a moment, I cherished it, and all the beauty in my memories is like a flower blooming from the tone of the tones in Book of Songs , which makes people happy.
uniquely lives, enjoy the silence of summer, and enjoy the occasional noise of the world. We are as small as dust, and we will have no choice but to fall, we will have to bloom again, we will have mixed feelings, and we will be sad and happy.
Home years are quiet and good, memories are not faint, but you must learn to give your heart more sunshine. In this way, you will not fall in memories and your good mood every day will be the same as before.
Buddha said: "This is a Saha world, and Saha world is regret."
Life is impermanent, and time drives people to grow old. Time always goes too fast. Before you enjoy it well, the beauty of flowers disappears without a trace; the years pass by, and you always feel that the passing years pass too slowly, summer is so long, and autumn is so far away.
life will never be smooth sailing. No matter what, it is just the first half of the life, and the second half of the life will fall. Life will grow old without realizing it, and there are too many memories in life.
The long journey of life is difficult, but the scenery is like a picture. Even if life is not easy, the past clouds and mists turn into rain, you still have hope. I believe that the green mountains are still there and the clear water will return. As long as you don’t forget your original intention, you will still be a young man when you return. The most beautiful scenery of life is the long flow of water.
Get rid of the troubles of the world, and give yourself a sense of peace, good time, and purity of refuge.For a long time, I have been accustomed to silence, used to being taciturn, and used to understanding the past of life with an ordinary heart and living a normal life.
Time is old, love, hate, love, and hatred are all messy, mottled, life is in a hurry, everything is gradually drifting away from us, and it becomes a mood that is lingering in smoke and clouds.
grass and trees are flourishing and withering, sun, moon, morning and dusk, in the cool world, meeting and parting are fate, and those fateful arrangements can only be reunited in memories, and there is no choice, I don’t know whether this is a blessing or a sadness.
In fact, memories are still cold and cold. If you try to outline a stunning scenery when you first see, you must find your former self.
No matter the impermanence of the world and the vicissitudes of time, in the quiet and good times or wasted years, we must learn to find a place for our body, mind and soul to live in peace.
Even in a humble room, you can find that life is beautiful and your heart is as calm as water. Only by enjoying life is a pot of light tea, a peaceful state of mind, savor life, and be calm and tasteful.
Memories are memories after all, and they are only suitable for a simple taste. They can live a simple life, a simple and natural life, a poetic and ordinary life, a book, a tea, a porridge and a meal, a breeze and sunshine, and a casual and free life, so that they can return to nature, live a low-key life, and have a restrained life. These are all infinite elegance.
Memories will be warm when you meet the sun. The smell of sunshine is the smell of happiness. If the heart is sunny, life will be a little brighter and less sad. There will be warmth in the heart, love, light in the eyes, independent spirit, beautiful world, fragrant soul, life will be in fertile, but it will not lose its poetry and beauty.
No matter whether life treats us well or not, along the way, we must be grateful, treat ourselves and others well, treat every day with the kindness in life, and use sincerity in our hearts to nourish the flower of life and bloom naturally.
Ordinary life, looking at memories indifferently is also a kind of cultivation. An elegant soul usually does not reject the past, is not afraid, or is not painful. In the passing clouds, enjoy every inch of time in the present with a peaceful and peaceful heart, enjoy all the gifts of the years, and make yourself have no regrets. Where you feel at ease is the spring of life.
No matter how miserable the fate is, living a confidence, living a courage, living a fragrance and greenness of life, living a grace and calmness of life, and calmly dealing with the impermanence of life is the most beautiful scenery in life.
Our lives, whether they bloom into a summer flower or grow into a grass, have their own splendor and greenness, and their own fragrance and style.
Occasional memories are also born towards the sun. As long as you firmly uphold a belief, keep your original intention, do not be happy with things, and do not be sad with them, such a life will never be disappointed!
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