Zizhenziyin drunk life

The noise of the day and the rush of people disturbed the quiet and comfortable, and the chaos missed the once dense feelings. Yelouxiaobian strong, Yuet ru lian, hustle dust floor. Drink in the past, drink in the past, the passing years, carved in the hovering palm prints, printed in the quiet eyes, buried in the heart covered by the green shade, and emerged clearly under the chord of the night. Cut a period of time, pour and drink by yourself, drink slowly, and feel warm and sweet, melting every cell of the body, Dancing Years, catfish Willow and wind, full of the smell of sunshine. In this way, in this way, through spring, summer, winter and autumn, a tea is as graceful as a dancer’s skirt. Stretch like the fragrance of osmanthus, open the years, slowly close one page after another, like a thick and dense fragrance of fine wine. Feeling the favor of God, chewing the taste of life, such as Hengshui old white dry, lasting aftertaste, lips and teeth fragrance, soaked in half a century of rich. The spring was as bright as Zhu Ziqing’s: The ground was full of green, kicking a few balls, playing a few rolls, Little Lotus Dragonfly, the half soft willow with eyebrows open, painted My Colorful Childhood, full of excitement, the purity of the open-backed pants, the feat of subduing Ant ants, the cleverness who secretly slept in mother’s arms, the flavor of sauce in mother’s mixed sauce noodles, the clear and countless peanuts chewing slowly, surrounded by the hearthstand, I breathed the fragrant stew and counted the happiness of my childhood. Tough young people, under the influence of their mother, learn to be firm, in the contempt of others, in the surging environment, learn to tolerate, learn to be tough, learn to be like a reed, let the wind and rain ravage, being attacked by the dry sea water, it is still swaying in wind and rain, flexible to survive, pulling out the integrity of life one by one, and consolidating the conduct of wind and rain. Many years later, I realized that I was grateful to my parents for giving me life and enjoying the excitement of the prosperous world. I was grateful to my relatives and friends for their help, to appreciate the thick family affection, to my opponents for their strength, and to laugh at the ups and downs of. Jiangnan the colorful, wind blows, run drizzle yan’er fly, Butterfly Dream color heavier. If the time is really like running water, why can’t the aftertaste of Cang cool fade, and the sadness and beauty deduced by time; If life is really as clear as a dream, why can’t you wake up, and the simplicity and simplicity of the old Sunset cannot be retrieved. In the season that I didn’t understand love, the fragrance of fireflies, the yellow season of wheat, the soft buildings and the smell of soil, my sister and I held hands together, only feeling very happy, but didn’t understand the amorous feelings, the enthusiasm filled with the crisp sound of Willow flute around. My sister left without saying goodbye. My mother told me that she traveled with her parents without leaving any information that I could find. The locked door, the cold air, it seemed that at that moment, the world stopped turning. A kind of water called Tears streamed across my face recklessly. From then on, my sister was like a leisurely poem spreading in my barren soil of thought, filling every cell, spread now the singing of Willow flute is ringing in my ears, and I return to the unrestrained imagination. I pour out my heart with a muddy voice, lonely figure, wandering in the delicate and charming reincarnation. Only holding hands with loneliness, leaving a piece of sadness, in the years across the bank, humming and singing. Who rubs who is strong into a flying mess? However, I still thank my sister for letting me understand that there is a feeling more precious than love, but it is not the same as the world of mortals, but the heart and soul of weeping willows. I played a song of east wind breaking with my lute, which was irrelevant to the wind moon. I wrote the preface, which was influenced by yesterday’s sadness, and the amorous feelings still bloomed. On the desk of youth, it was light-year-old Ocean, vigorous and vigorous. He had been in the military camp for fifteen years, and he had developed a strong character, a man’s backbone, a front line of flood fighting and emergency rescue, and a resounding voice of self-defense. The fleeting time is singing fragrance, the reincarnation reflects the time, the nuclear bomb is a real gun, and the road of life is colorful. Bold and unrestrained, sigh faintly, don’t spend the old days, camp to the place, shy to meet his wife for the first time. In our era, there was no love affair before and under the moon, and the Restless blind date held hands and held hands with Zi for a lifetime. When love gradually became a family affection, the significance of tangled oak branches was clarified. You have me and I have you in the story of life. The story decorated with each other, without hesitation, could not hold back the time in a hurry, and was not capable. The birth of my son moistens the color of my life, the dedication of my wife without complaint or regret, harmonizes the prosperity of the three generations, undertakes pots and pans without complaint or regret, makes my husband teach my son, and creates a warm family environment. I blame my wife for my bad appearance. The clothes she wears every day will be ironed and folded. All the eating, drinking, pulling and sleeping are all usurious. I decided to say once when I came home from work: Thank you! For so many years, I haven’t said anything yet. The child graduated from university under the careful care and education of his wife, went into the world alone, and now he has a family and a career. My mother is in good health. Life gives me a lot. What do you want? Love words, once praised as lovers, these symbols full of emotions, delicate and sincere language, beautiful out of the deep and romantic courtyard in Tang Poetry and Song poetry, containing the fragrance suddenly in the next world, finally, it can’t reach the blush of a court. Light feelings, like the gurgling water, sweet and fresh; Warm family affection, thick, simple and pure city; Romantic passion, in full swing; A song of attachment to the world of mortals, prosperity like three thousand East flowing water, a song of love, looking back at the three thousand thousand on the bridge, you can see the sad beauty of your thousand-year love next to the Sansheng Stone; Changing the supreme enjoyment of the rich spirit in different combinations of words. Therefore, we established the Yayun literature club, got acquainted with guests from all over the world, mountains, cliffs and corners, and a line between the north and the South, with a screen at hand and a complicated life. On this side, the Pure Land is particularly quiet, soothing breathing, calm down, taste tea and cultivate one’s health. Listen to music, feel love with your heart, extend your thoughts and embrace the floating shadow of time. The Moonlight assisted the hazy tenderness. In the quiet night, I relaxed myself, repaired the wings broken by the reality, and dreamed of a colorful dress, giving a pure feeling and packing up the feathers falling from the ground, without Long Hate Spring nowhere find, cloud wen xia yu, mountains parting high and low, Providence never difficult find, without racking consider. Carrying the dream, crossing the dark clouds, pillow the mountains, listen to the pine waves, lie on the river, smile up to the sky, also learn Li Bai’s wine-fighting pride book world long scroll, not pessimistic relative to the vast sky I am just an instant, gu ying lament! The past is like smoke, and sorrow is like water. The vast landscape of green flowers the color of life, wandering in politics, social characteristics of life, the complexity of business, equivalent to thousands of people, ordinary people a dust, this life, do not waste a lifetime. God is good, and a gentleman is always self-improvement. Throughout the Ages, the world is flashy, the heart is covered with vast fields, and the corner of every life is verdant. As it is written in the book, only when people sit down on loneliness can they regain the noise; Only when they have gone through the sadness can They Regain the joy; After all, life is a long process, every inch of time must be experienced by yourself, and every cup of rain and dew must be tasted by yourself. The Moonlight is empty, ink is used as wine, and life is drunk by pouring yourself.

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