Day and night put on a gorgeous robe for our life, on which there is harmony between light and shadow. Life is also a stream covered by Hua Pao, flowing like this. Life is trivial, and our smiling faces are drawn from it 1.1. It piled up our full feelings with tiny gestures. The warm sun in winter always looks so bright and lovely. Colorful light is projected onto people’s eyelashes through the tip of the leaf, playing a string of cheerful notes. With such Sunshine, walking in the forest vagina, all the lazy and warm atmosphere filled the whole world. Occasionally, my eyes intercepted a small flower hidden in the grass. Happiness was enlarged and spread at this time. The slender stem was holding the fine flowers. When the wind touched, the Earth was pecked lightly, which stubbornly proved that spring was never far away. I was moved all over my body, agitating me until my heart was held to the cloud, gently letting the cloud calm down from the inside. This short moment or long fragment is made into the rosary beads of our life. Streams become so rapid and wild when they climb over mountains. At the same time, the glittering and beautiful spray appeared, which was an unavoidable beauty. Whether those who are busy running and pursuing have the mood to watch the scenery on both sides of the Strait; Whether they can settle their hearts, capture and encounter in the whispers of time. Time is the faded teeth of the old man; The faded green leaves; The story of the sea becoming a mulberry field; The mottle that cannot be wiped off on the wall. But in the end, these ups and downs were razed to the ground by life and merged into plain flow.

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