Years streamer

In the rules of this world, time is the eternal law, which erodes the quicksand of time, takes away the appearance of life and cannot stay. The universe arranged by God is like creating the illusion of everything. The planet is full of sunshine and dreams, and warm as the harbor in childhood sleep dream, but in the deep of the distant universe, darkness and silence occupy the boundless world, even places that cannot be reached in dreams. It seems like a nightmare that cannot escape. Consciousness is confined in the materialistic body. The body cannot escape from this heaven and earth. This heaven and earth cannot rush out of the boundless universe and dark night. Where are we going on Earth. In the footprints run by time, the dreams and lives we have gone through are vaguely echoed in this familiar sunshine. Maybe in the distant afternoon, who will listen to that ancient legend, the chanting Sanskrit. Lonely walking, accompanied by light and shadow, we always face the sunshine, leaving our memories in places where the light cannot shine. We perform various dance steps, moving forward along the path of Destiny, crossing to the other end of life. In the last dream, those figures under the sun are the nostalgia of life, or the imaginary projection in the hazy, maybe the warmth is always with the heart, when we wake up in the dream, there was always a hint of light leaking into the window. Dozens of years of Spring and Autumn period, countless dreams, from childhood to maturity, we gradually see autumn leaves drifting at our feet. It turns out that loneliness always exists with human nature, those codes in the deepest heart, who can recite a whisper and fly the flickering candlelight in the dark. Time cannot repeat itself in the same space-time. Ticking is the passing of life, and the moment light appears in front of us, the wheel of life cannot stop. Every moment we mature, grow old, get together and leave. The Buddha said that nine hundred people were born and died at a moment, and so were the vicissitudes. We could not resist the unknown power and dissipate in our own world with full hope. The ethereal song echoed in the towering temple corridor. Who evoke the lingering of the past and the present? The long lamp hung high on the eaves, lit up the imprint of the past, and prayed to dream the song of floating life again. The unbearable weight of life is the grace of God. Only human beings are the spiritual leader. You can laugh, think, experience all kinds of things in the world, enjoy civilization, those shallow and deep bits, for what we have, to this paradise, to decorate the desolation of the universe, our lucky world. In the shadow under the sun, there are happy music beating, the unknown future, those children’s faces that were once faint, and the years flow through here, moving forward quietly. Say goodbye to the appearance of the past, remember the brilliance of your years and mine, and walk to the deepest part of the years with dreams.

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