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A parting of thousands of miles away, separated by ten thousand mountains; tea alone to drink, the letter can not be transmitted. I'm not sure how much I've forgotten, but I'm sure I'll be able to find a way to make it work for you," he said. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of the world, and then you can go back to your old life, and then you can go back to your old life.
The moon has love, the sea has no heart, after rubbing shoulders wrongly, the road returns to the road, the bridge returns to the bridge, people with love, leaving a lifetime of memories, even if the parting, will eventually meet with a period of time.
The grass on the old road of the Long Pavilion, Ba Ling hurt other willow color, the end of the blue sky of the lonely sails, hands look at each other's tears, thousands of images, are exceptionally intriguing.
The taste of parting is always easy to mix and weave, entangled in the heart; parting picture is always easy to condense time, fixed for ages.
However, a different life is not a happy one, but a painful one. Some scenery, once into the eyes into the heart, even if the moment, is eternal. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular ones.
Through the gap of the current year, will be placed in the deep thoughts of the text. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest and most important thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest and most important thing you need to do. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The love, not far, not close. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Not forgetting to meet, look forward to meeting. In the journey of life, everything is hopeful, as long as efforts, everything can see the light. See a person, just need a word, greet a person, need a lifetime, repay a person, need every memory.
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Lonely heart, can see the suffering of life, sad people, can shuttle the beauty of life, the only cheerful people, can do better. Life is a cup of tea, not too hot, not too cold, not too light, not too strong.
The moment of parting, looking forward to meeting, waiting for the day of meeting, accompanied by the side of this cup of simple tea, because "people in the grass and trees" nowhere to meet ......
Tea, ordinary and elegant, it is recluse, quiet. It is not as crazy as wine, bold, courageous; no flowers as fragrant Surabaya, enchanting; moreover, there is no coffee as a petty mood, romance, elegance; it is embedded in the wisps, dribs and drabs far above the red dust and vulgarity of the hidden.
Tea lovers, what we are looking forward to is a kind of encounter, is a kind of meeting.
Wherever life does not meet, why should we ever know each other. If you are a boat, I am the ferry; if you are the blue sky, I am the clouds; if you are a poem, I am the spread of the paper; if you are a song, I am the notes.
The fate of the world is not known, but as always; the love is not known, and the love. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of a conversation with you, and I was in the middle of a conversation with you. If you are a good friend, please don't leave; if you know each other, please don't give up. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you'll be able to get a new one.
The wind caresses the willow fly, the green silk slightly dance, sigh not all people parting. The wind and the moon are reflected in the ripples, the flute and the zither are singing with each other. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
The green shirt faded out of the world of prosperity, cut down the hair between the constant three thousand worlds of bondage. The piano, dusty dust in the memory, the flute, hidden in the corner of the memory of the once dazzling and magnificent.
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Race with time, meet with the ideal, how much of the road, just a person's haste, grateful heart, hiding life's helplessness, fragile, etc., hiding life's unforgettable, the initial memory, always the smile of life.
Meeting is the song, in the field of hope, in the brilliant sunshine, we sing the same song, such as the complaint, such as intoxicated, resounded through the sky of life.
You meet me, all the trees are spring color; I met you, the world are clear. The first time I met the beautiful moment, it is the warmth that does not dissipate. The first time I met the companion of the heart of the soulmate, is the sweet warmth of the forgettable.
Thank you for every one of the people who came to my world, there are people from the beginning is your stranger, just to tell you that not all people will accompany you; there are people in your life in a hurry, just to bring you to grow, and teach you to look at the life of the coming and going; there are people from the beginning of the world to come to you, all the way to accompany you to trekking on the marathon of life, and finally and you! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one and then you'll be able to get your hands on one.
The master once told a little story like this. The Zen master had a disciple who was a complainer. One day, the Zen master put a handful of salt into a cup of water for the disciple to drink. The disciple said, "It's so salty it's bitter. The Zen master sprinkled more salt into the lake and asked the disciple to taste the water again. The disciple drank it and said: pure and sweet. The Zen master said: the pain in life is salt, and its saltiness depends on the container that holds it. Would you rather be a cup of water or a lake?
Life is not as good as it should be, some of the ideal will fall through, because it has long been destined, like a dream. It is you, will not go, not you can not stay. Losses such as smoke, learn to face peacefully, margins such as water, a clear wind to send white clouds.
The life of the wind and fate, poor and leisurely, up also leisurely, always believe that life can meet everywhere. Regardless of how the years go by, no matter how hasty the time, the true heart is not old, the true love is unforgettable ......
Frost and cold, although the same, winter persimmon branches are also red, a song full of bottles of wine, where life is not met ......