澳利国际Time flies like water, but at last it looks like

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   The gentle wind, the quiet rain, seeing the flowers bloom and the flowers fall, the journey of life is like a dream..

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   The pace of time is always in a hurry. Before I could grasp it, I was already drifting away from me.. The past once occupied my heart again. My thoughts were surging. I turned over yesterday's yellowed diary. I can't forget it. I dare not think about it. The more I forget it, the colder my fingers are. The more I think about time, the more ridiculous it is. So, I calm down, cut off some time, play a ditty, and go after the original heaven and dream..

   Unconsciously, walking on the deserted street, I saw the trees on both sides of the road know that it is another autumn with fallen leaves. The wind is blowing in disorder, which has swept away the beauty and romance of the whole life. The trees are patient and have nothing more to ask for. I only wish that the fallen leaves are not heartless and can be turned into spring mud to protect flowers.. In the far-off field of inside, the old man is playing the old tune of pipa, the boy is flying the kite freely, while I am on the road, looking forward, without an end, backward, without a route.. Only the fallen leaves laughed at my ignorance and smiled at my ignorance.. At this moment, I picked up a fallen leaf. Suddenly, we all cried. Only then did we understand that there should always be times when young inside said he would go on the journey. After each journey, maybe we will grow up and be COMe more mature..

   The line of time, sitting in elegant thoughts, walking in Paper Memories, wind and rain is just essays in the mood of sadness and happiness. While listening to the wind, listen to the rain fell lightly, as if picking the fragrance of inside in his palm, turning his hand a few times to wipe purples, floating and speechless, and gently writing and interpreting the mood at a hundred turns and a thousand fathoms..

   Turn to realize how much sorrow, dream Homecoming flowers since the fall, sigh the world of mortals empty have a cavity more than hate. The scenery was said to have left "the sound of listen to the rain with a lingering lotus" after falling in profusion and splendor.! Jin Mo Liang Liang Fermentation starter refers to the puzzled Take Regression of. The ink painting looks like a pool of blue green gradually opening up, splashing a faint fragrance on her eyebrow.. It is the lofty height of Cangshan Mountain, the green light of the dream, the night breeze drifting across, and the faint neon light shining on the vigorous phoenix tree.. A piece of cloud-falling flower spread out and broke the old days of black and white coloured glaze..

   Through the reincarnation of memory, stay in the corridor of time in inside, looking for people like me who are lost, lost memories, maybe they will be 澳利国际 like me, bossiness in youth inside, unbridled in years inside.

   Those may be my blurred distance, but also can't hide from this cycle of life.. It always appears inadvertently. It is often a long night and finally falls into the track inside of memory.. With the endless train noise, my heart was exhausted, but those memories that I couldn't swing away.. It has become an eternity, deeply buried in my heart.. If time could stop at the moment when we first met, perhaps this is the case. I wonder if some people will lose themselves on this road many years later.. Whether they will also pick up a fallen leaf and ask themselves repeatedly what they have got from this young inside in Homecoming? I only wish the fallen leaves could answer and cherish the youth that I can hold now..

   The whirling light and shadow, the wash of lead and China, the missing thoughts in those deep memories, have pushed some thoughts to another shore without warning but quietly, watching the desolation of flowers in that season. Can the fading really take away the time? The silent silence makes the figure standing in the rain look thinner and thinner. The changes in the sea and the fields can make who will leave their worries behind. sigh with regret, which has been away for many years, can make who will leave the flowers behind, and the tacit love can make who persist all his life..

   I also kept asking, and then measured every inch of land with my feet.. Those lost years, those scenery passing by, just like slides, kept flashing in front of us.. However, the drifting process, which turned out to be a marvel at the bottom of my heart, has also converged into a stream of rivers pregnant with the unknown (meiwen is excerpted from the American text.com. cn).

   The wind is holding loneliness and falling into the water is bitter. It turns out that we can't afford to lose so many years.. Look up, get up, leave a chance to live for your youth, to know how to cherish and give up appropriately..

   Wen: Cup

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