Really unexpected! Time flies so fast, as if yesterday was still in the third grade of junior high school, still playing, still playing, still singing, still dancing. Suddenly, a thunderbolt from the blue brought me to high school, and I couldn't help but feel melancholy.
The dead are like husbands, never giving up day and night. It's Qing's birthday again. In the morning, I gave her the gift early, and then disappeared from her sight without looking back.
I finally squeezed out time, so I wrote it down.
I have also experienced the pain of longing, but I don't want to pick up the fallen leaves of regret. The autumn leaves have fallen and there is no possibility of them ever growing back. Only by turning into the sweet milk that nourishes the tree of life and offering it silently, you will be yourself again in the coming year. But after a year, she has changed, she has matured, she has become more delicate, and she is still not her original self.
? Between heaven and earth in life, if a white horse passes through the gap, it will be all of a sudden.
The present me is not the previous me, and the present me is not the future me. Go your own way and let others do the talking. This is transcending yourself.
In the previous life, there was always a faint fragrance, which permeated me all the time, reminding me: Cherish today, never forget yesterday, and strive for tomorrow! This delicate fragrance has spread throughout my whole body (life), and it is continuously purified. Slowly, slowly, this fragrance is about to burst, and she wants others to smell this fragrance and feel this beauty.
?People today do not see the ancient bright moon, but this moon once shone on the ancients. The ancients and the present are like flowing water, and they all look at the bright moon.
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