The most beautiful thing in the world is to know

Fleeting years like water, wandering; vicissitudes of life, tossing and turning; the world is cool, bear; love and hate, experience.

Life is a compassionate practice, life is a rush, growing up, mature, feeling, grateful, but also recorded.

As you get older, the understanding of love is no longer honored to sweet talk, and the understanding of love is no longer an extravagant vow of love.

A beautiful relationship is not vigorous, not day and night, but like a flower on the skirt, soothing the internal organs all the time, no matter how deep the folds of the years are, it can oily spread a fresh and refreshing fragrance like mint, make you smile with delight, and let you smell it like a verdant green in your heart.

On the world of mortals, leisurely walk, some people, walk far away, only because of the distance between a period of understanding; some fate, live on the light, only because of the lack of a good acquaintance.

And some karma have some luck, which will last for a long time under the tempering of the years, and will shine on the long roll of life, only because of exchanging the heart for the truth and the truth to the truth, so as to cherish the eternity, understand the medium-and long-term, and know how to open the valve heart fragrance.

When young, always feel that love is sad and painful, because if you want to possess, you are always afraid of losing; if you want to get, you are always afraid to leave.

It was only later that I learned that a really good relationship is natural, an icing on the cake, and a timely offer of charcoal. If you ask for it or not, it will come; whether you want it or not, it will not be far away. Reading and appreciation of American articles

As Gibran said: if one day, you no longer look for love, just love; you no longer desire to succeed, you just do it; you no longer pursue success, you just fix it, then everything really begins.

If you have nothing to ask for, you will be high, and you will be deep without desire. Always want to be a quiet and simple woman, quietly, piously, live, work, write, read, enjoy the self-brewed Taoyuan, build hedges and plant chrysanthemums in my heart, do not hear anything outside the window, promise not lightly, speak unbiased, and compose a period of gentle years in lonely time.

Because I know, my heart is infinitely beautiful. The beauty of flowers awakens the beauty of spring, the sparkling neon clothes of fireflies dancing in summer night, the fluttering yellow leaves indicating the rising of autumn wind, the lightness of snowflakes and the stillness of winter, and the beautiful encounter of warm and moist life.

Because of compassion, so cherish the taste of life.

Fate is like flowers blooming in spring, love is like drinking sweet springs, heart knows each other, silent is also deep; soul leads, speechless is also warm.

The really beautiful fate, there is no morning or evening and far and near, is two sincere hearts, neither early nor late, just right neither light nor heavy collision; is two similar souls, through the mountains and rivers, unexpectedly reunited and intersected.

Leaning against the lintel of autumn, I will plant my love for you in the fragrance of frost chrysanthemum, and put my love for you in the red leaves of yearning.

Calm life, not lonely, deep feelings, not sad. Because I know, I am merciful.