Suiyu couple transcription bis

I often involuntarily sink into my mind: the burden of life, the detachment of death. In the red tape, people experience more pain than happiness, frustration more than pride. If so, I borrow things to replace, leaving myself only an empty shell, letting my soul walk. Everyday, what is filled in the gap of time? The Silent Cry and the sadness expressed seem to be waiting for the answer of autumn. Those colors and postures that begin to grow old resist the mottled diffussion, but have no obvious effect. Even though, there is still a little immature and adorable, but it is not in case of falling down. The silence conveyed by the joy of stealing has vanished into morning dew, leaving only a little stain, which can not form a permanent mood. Beyond the heart, what are the boundless things and all kinds of movements performing? Cloudy and sunny, wind and rain, frost and snow, these natural emotions, or parallel or Fu, their freehand brushwork and implication, can not be fully understood. I read the chapters in the preface of nature, picking up its cause and effect, and the water of mood. 2 Daily, basic necessities. Not to maintain the soul, but to maintain the body. In what rhythm? Will you listen to the wind and rain in your heart by the corresponding things? 1 minute 1 second lost, 1.1 drops the death. Unconsciously, what kind of new life is there to make up for the loss and extinction. How can I retrieve the forgotten elements in my memory and sew up the holes in my clothes. 3 sunshine, warm. This kind of scenery, even if you do nothing, do nothing. Even muttering to oneself is also music; Even if you are in a daze, it is also very affectionate, such as the necessary rest in music. What’s more, listen to the gurgling of Qingxi and watch the floating clouds! Sunshine, spread out, let the eyes read, let the soul feel. The bright and clear colors above and the seven colors below are all so wonderful, catering to the reading habits of the soul. In the warmth, there are birds coming and birds flying. My heart flies around with them. 4 The land is rich due to vegetation. The Sun exists for shining. The moon is shining because of the love. The mountains and rivers are dense, and the feelings of red beans are enriched. In the season of youth, like silkworms, making warm cocoons to resist the approaching winter. Who believes that the cocoon is lonely and dead! It is clear that a new life is brewing.

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