March, spring rain quietly, without looking, listening to the sound of silk, I know it is raining.
Rain-moisturized greenery, immersed in stretching the waist, hearty Hinman intimacy, tell you that the spring rain, is a murmur, or a sigh of concealment. The strings are long and distant, a little by little, telling their own feelings.
The rainy season, the rain really more some, awakening the silence of the winter grass, catalyzing buds and leaves, moistening the mind, spreading a piece of a piece of light smoke green.
With the wind into the night, moist and silent. This is the grace of spring rain, but also heartbreaking, that the flowers just bloomed, will not lose the beauty and fragrance.
We all know that the seasons, time and time again, there is no such thing as eternity in the world, if there is, it must be impermanent.
Many people and things, no matter how hard you try to retain, spend the effort to stop, but ultimately not people, even if they can have, but also temporary, not to mention, even you and I are the red dust of the passer-by.
Being in the world of impermanence, we have to have a normal mindset to deal with impermanence, only so that we can keep up with the footsteps of the seasonal change.
The so-called impermanent state of mind is to face the reality of the vicissitudes of the years, abide by their own hearts, look at the blossoming of flowers, beautiful scenery in the eyes, the heart of the wind and quiet, not to be happy, not to their own sadness, frankly, enjoy, between the gains and losses, have a sentiment of openness.
Walking the road of life is a feeling of life, a life experience. If life is a landscape, then enjoy it.
With a normal heart to drive footprints to measure life, you will find that the steps will be light; with a grateful heart to face the impermanence of life, you will find that there is really a lot of selflessness and beauty on earth; with a tolerant heart to face the bitterness and happiness of life, you will feel that life is never short of beauty.
The joys and sorrows of life, sadness and happiness, are the gift of the years, the years are like a song, learn to be indifferent, learn to be relieved, the unhappy, hidden into the unusual, simple happiness, do a true self.
The realization of life, with the mind that the calm, grasp a know, happy with their own happiness, happy with their own happiness, do not count the years cold, life warm and cold.
In the face of the tedious life, ink life, let the flower of life bloom, bloom their own wonderful.
And what we call happiness is to do what you want to do, to live the life you want to live, to have someone you love in your heart, and it just so happens that that person loves you too.
Happy life is to be able to treat life calmly, without excessive greed and desire in your heart, but full of passion and yearning for life.
Happiness is that if there is no idle matter hanging over your head, it is a good time on earth. The happiest life is not that you are born in a wonderful world, but that you find a way to live the happiest life.
The happiness of life is not in the eyes of others, others see the scenery of things, and only their own, who's brilliant, must experience the pain of the cocoon into a butterfly.
No matter how much wind and rain life encounters, always learn to hold an umbrella for themselves; no matter how the situation is suffering when, but also to insist on planting flowers for themselves.
Do yourself a good job, decide things to try to do, don't think of yourself, you don't have so many viewers, live don't be so tired.
In the face of life's misfortunes, undaunted by the blows of fate, instead of complaining, it is better to face bravely, openly accept the suffering, in the years of change and refinement, to hold up their own life pattern.
The beauty of life is often reflected in the perception of life, can feel good in the details. Just like the beauty of spring, the beauty of the beauty of all life, the beauty of hope and dreams, and more than anything else, the growth of all things, the most beautiful state of free flow.
The best state of life is to be able to keep life quiet, to be able to adapt to the present life, to have the ability to smile, to have the abundance of the soul.
So, no matter what environment you are in, lively or lonely, you can feel the goodness of life, the coziness of the time, treat yourself well, treat the time well, and spend every day calmly and contentedly.
Now, sitting alone in the spring, breathing the breath of spring in the flowery environment, listening to the wind chanting, listening to the rain drenching, sniffing the flowers. In a poetic mood, let yourself be a bashful little flower, blooming in the wind and rain, quiet as it is, the blossom is elegant, the blossom is the sentiment.
With a simple heart, looking forward to the sunshine and brightness after the rain, the mind planted in the depths of the red dust, when the wind dissipated the fragrance of the flowers, clearing the sky, I still remain in love with the appearance of the flowers in bloom.
In fact, life does not need a splendid scenery, there is no need to express the gorgeous poetry, so, quiet, calm, has been good enough!
Beautiful article *** Appreciation, Zimo look forward to working with you *** encouragement, thank you for reading!