The heart is as simple as

The heart is as simple as simple

A selection of insights:

The heart is as simple as simple

Always loved a little bit of elegance, do not love the complexity, only love the simplicity. A cup of tea, a song, a few volumes of books and paintings accompanied by a branch of onions and mushrooms placed in front of the case, people are simple, the heart is also simple. The world is too complicated, quietly observe the changes, is a potential. It is a pleasure to go with the flow!

"September frost autumn has ended. The baked forest leaves are red and reflective. Only the east hedge yellow chrysanthemum bloom." Years of lush, autumn's footsteps in a hurry, in a flash, a wind and splendor has dripped from the fingertips. The fallen leaves fluttered into butterflies, and the chrysanthemum shadow was still fragrant in time.

People and people's interactions, either in the time gradually become hot; or in the years slowly become cool, just feel up, has been a season of vicissitudes. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a man who had been in the middle of a conversation with a woman. I am thankful to meet you, I am thankful to meet you. I would like to follow the track of the years, searching for your footprints in time, and revisit the charm of the reunion. I'd like to take a look at the newest and the most important thing I've seen in the past, and I'm sure you'll find that it's a good thing that you've seen the newest and the most important thing you've seen in the past.

For some encounters, only lightly remembered in the heart, not warm, not distant. I just want to ink a pool of ink, book *** love long, with a full heart to fill the space of the parting of the heart. I just want to use a pen, dipped in ink and poetic feelings, lightly write the life of the warmth of the wine to meet.

I love the ancient Indian proverb "Please walk a little slower, wait for the soul." Life is so busy, work is so hard, every day with the rotation of the clock hand, running between two points and a line, step in a hurry. Sometimes, really forget the self-pursued kind of leisure, peace of mind.

When I was a kid, I loved sitting next to my mother, quietly watching her embroidery. A needle and a line, fly up and down, not slow, in a trance, a pair of insoles on the mother of the warm love of our siblings adorned. At this moment, I remember, the kind of days in the warm sun flying needle and thread, really simple, funny. (Article reading network: sanwen)

has always been the kind of love everything is light woman, for people, the world is not strong, not detached. Light in the mossy old time waiting for a person; light in the afternoon under the warm sun to read a book; light in the days of curling incense drinking a cup of tea; light sitting in the courtyard covered with smoke and rain to see the flowers blossom leaves fall; light in the autumn leaves fluttering season to see the clouds roll cloud Shu ...

The flowers return to the horse's hooves is a kind of leisure, in the heart of the cultivation of hedges planting chrysanthemums is a kind of

Perhaps there is a "vegetarian" word in the name! Bone has always been the kind of women like vegetarian, do not fight for fame, do not take advantage of, do not envy the luxury and power, just want to be in the shallow years, the heart to warm.

I've always wanted to go to the dream of the rainy Jiangnan, with my return, choose an ancient town of seclusion. Or fishing Bixi, or lotus hoe under the plum, or canoeing lotus, or wandering in the bamboo forest ...... borrowed a white moonlight, scooped up a cup of shallow years, over a period of time, so elegant, so, very good! The first thing you need to do is to write down a simple woman's heart on the yellowed plain paper.

Early winter, a quiet night like poetry, listening to an autumn frost through the window, enchanting the heart of the winter; the warmth of the chrysanthemum shadow of the cool. The fallen leaves of that season were stunningly beautiful. The wind swept through the branches, and a petal of chrysanthemums fell like snow. That kind of beauty, branded in the bottom of my heart, for me to add a wonderful white years!

The small words on the plain paper, the path of the red dust, a simple heart in the life of the scroll, writing a flat and oblique rhymes. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. In the shallow years, with the timeless small words, randomly murmured on the plain paper of the years, and warm a fire glazed heart.

This life is only old Jiangnan, wait until the moonlight full of gray hair, every year on a regular basis, go to Jiangnan small residence. Choose a quiet place, listen to the bees in the snow, like the summer flowers murmuring between the words of love. The sky is full of pear blossoms dyed red by the smoke haze.

Listen to the crow's nest boat babbling in your ears; look at the egrets flying on the water. Walking in the river is full of jianjia, walking in the court is singing "*** flowers" on the banks of the Qinhuai River, the ancient town of Jiangnan, dreaming of the water town, will be in your eyes, the heart of the birth of a love, soft intestines!

Early winter years, has felt thin and cool. Bell loved a coat, a waist-length hair with the wind. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on a new one, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good deal on a new one.

I love that kind of quiet life, quiet leisurely, quiet leisurely, quiet only left a coat of white in the years. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, why? Only the heart to repair the hedge planting chrysanthemum just. If there is a peach blossom in your heart, where is it not?

To be a woman with a safe body and mind, a simple girl's heart, firmly believe, firmly believe that the world, there is always a chrysanthemum is planted for me to repair the hedge. The heart of the hedge planting chrysanthemums to avoid clamor, the word to help the case to enjoy the happiness. The first thing I'd like to do is to get the best out of the world, and then I'd like to get the best out of the world.

In my spare time, I love to read, write, and flip through paintings. I have always loved the old tree painting, a few strokes, simple and funny. A trivial matter, a common thing, a few lines of poetry, in the pen of Professor Liu Ran interesting. The small hidden in the forest, the big hidden in the world, look at this painting of the old tree, living in the hustle and bustle of the small town, walking in the traffic every day, the noisy market, is still clean and fresh and far away.

Our life can also be like this, put something down, look down, everything can be frank. If you can, you can be as simple as a heart, as light as a chrysanthemum. (Sentences about youth)

"I would rather hold the incense on the old, not with the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind." Let go of all fame and fortune, grudges, into nature, into the forest. Go to see a tree of maple leaves red, a cluster of chrysanthemum flowers colorful, eye to see a season of autumn scenery far away.

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Love heart vegetarian as simple

Years in the non-stop flow, my steps in a hurry, where is the place to stay, there is no direction of groping, just live too tired ......

Quiet season, but I saw the black world, should be happy or sad? It turns out that once you miss the moment, everything has become a fault ...... dream woke up, the sky is no longer so blue, that was gently masked gray is never erase the confusion.

I blame the youthful arrogance of the time, think of all too simple, to be able to naive, to be able to stupid, and even a sentence will be convinced for a long, long time. At the moment, I realized that a lot of words are weak, such as the foam that can be broken, in an inconspicuous corner into a puddle of stagnant water, no life ...... vow once turned into a lie, we should blame who?

We are growing up, growing up means approaching, step by step approaching this society, this complicated world. In the past, because of the life of the place of love, will be exaggerated and think that the world is the sea of love, now the reality of the scene will be ugly show, physical and mental exhaustion, only to realize that in fact, I have always been too simple. Grandma Bing Xin's words seem to make a mistake, you simple, the world may not be simple, the theory of idealism is not suitable for this high-speed development of the technological age. Those hypocritical, cruel things is the best proof, money and interests are supreme, everything seems trivial. But I'm sick of flattery and flattery, sick of pandering and currying favor, and the truth is that you're only hurting your ego.

I have a habit, in the real evaluation of others, always like to first affirm that "said the truth, not angry", and then cracked to speak a complete. Perhaps with the previous padding, the situation will not be awkward, but often ignore the deepest part of the heart is not rejected this through the truth, but still can not change this habit of self. Hedgehog when it opens its thorns, able to make the surrounding people all over the body, even if you pull out its open thorns, it is still the stubborn hedgehog in the bone, do not give up, full of anger and confrontation with you. Therefore, please forgive its impulsiveness, it just want to live a real point, that's all ......

In this world, some people are very close to you, but can not be deep friendship, they always think of nothing more than is the interest; and some people, despite the distance between the distance, but beyond the space and time to each other to tell each other, this is the real brothers and sisters, the real brothers and sisters, the real brothers and sisters. Wine and wine when laughing and cursing, see but go directly to point out the problem, sadness and crying when lending a shoulder to lean on you, side by side when the fight can rest assured that his back to self, he will fight to protect your safety. This is not just talk, is the most worthy of hope and waiting for feelings. In fact, sometimes I am more envious of the friendship between boys.

Because of this, those rare real more valuable. I cherish those who are willing to speak with me heart to heart, they trust me, they take me as a confidant, life is the most difficult to get a confidant, this precious friendship, I have to solemnly say thank you to them! Lightly said "so you are there! "After all, they are not returnees, but just passers-by! Suddenly I understood Zheng Chouyu's "Mistake", you waited for many years in the prosperous place of Jiangnan, your smile is like the blossoming and falling of a lotus flower, I can't stop for you to stay, and why wait for an unrealistic dream? Perhaps the woman should be sad tears, but the author is not worth sighing, full of helplessness, not I intend to push away from the distance, just our hearts can not go together. Although this is a love poem, but in some favor quite a flavor of friendship, my drift through just a mistake in your life, you for me as well, our friendship only exists in a close moment, the moment long time will no longer exist.

Please forgive all the should and shouldn't, the world of beauty and ugliness coexist, good and evil counterparts, we are intertwined in the black and white between the heart of sincerity, goodness and beauty coexist!

The heart is as simple as ......

A selection of epiphanies:

The heart is as simple as a chrysanthemum, and the person is as light as a chrysanthemum!

Sometimes I think it would be nice to be as simple as a chrysanthemum, without having to ask for anything.

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty!

Thirsty with a clear spring and frost to cook tea, hungry with fresh fruits and flowers to wrap the abdomen, tired of listening to the rain hit the banana,

Lie down on the bamboo reeds, should be the phrase "a straw raincoat tired of the life".

The city is bustling, but the heart is not home, always feel that no matter what place,

I am always wandering aimlessly, to find that self do not know what.

The sky is full of birds, and the mountain streams are flowing gently, I just want to: people are like chrysanthemums.

Chrysanthemum, give people a light sadness, not heavy, such as a mountain of fallen leaves,

A hint of a petal entanglement, along the curve in the time and space to extend.

Chrysanthemum, give people a shallow smile, such as insight into the first clever woman,

only in the side of a leisurely look at the white flowers to compete,

After a season, not all of them into the mud to protect the roots?

Cheap some deep city "fisherman", played a scene of sadness and happiness is not a farce.

If people light as a chrysanthemum, the heart with the world, the river for the blood flow, allowing the wind and clouds for breathing,

starry sky as a chessboard, a cup of tea, finger laughs without worry, more comfortable and happy!

Night visits to mountain temples, occasional cranes, sandalwood Sanskrit, calligraphy, painting and poetry, wonderful than the fairyland ah!

In fact, the "chrysanthemum" there is my nightly dream "chrysanthemum",

is my heart will be rinsed and immersed in thoughts after the desire,

Elegant to some lazy, casual almost indifferent, so not good?

People in the world, the blank walk forward, tired of once in a heart calculations,

tired of one after another of the wind and snow, tired of a year after year of running back and forth,

tired of the Lin Lin total "do people" rules .... ...Then why not, people light as chrysanthemum.

The wind in the spring, thin wine night summer, drunken moon in the fall, fishing snow cold river.

As the chrysanthemum light, although negative in the red dust, but warm heart in their own.

I told my friend that everyone's pursuit of the world is different,

The only thing I can do is to stick to myself and respect others.

Rolling dust and dust, and I can not afford to bear,

then light as a chrysanthemum it, as far as possible to make myself happy happy,

Each day is twelve hours,

pleasure or not, the moment is always like a fly like the passing of the time, there is no room for error.

Therefore, we should find some suitable methods to live a wonderful life, and live to enjoy.

The first time I saw the movie was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.

I love the idea of being "light as a chrysanthemum" with a little Zen.

The so-called "Buddha laughed at the human heart, the human heart does not know." Perhaps this is what I mean by "stubborn".

What's the connection? I'm very happy about it.

So, I'm not a big fan of this.

A selection of insights:

The heart is as simple as a flower

The emotion of a flower is a kind of temperament, is a kind of connotation, is a kind of virtue.

Being in the dust, longing for a clean land, bury the world's noise and fickleness; longing for a heart, carrying the world's prosperity and noise. I was born especially happy with the serenity, and I am happy to be alone and simple, and if I can be as simple as the heart, I will be as emotional as a flower.

Life is full of flavors, life is full of different kinds - eager to make quick profits, flattering and bullying is a kind of life; "foot steam heat soil gas, back burns the light of the hot sky" is a kind of life; sunrise and sunset, and go with nature, peace and quiet is a kind of life; The drink, red wine and green is a kind of life; paper drunkenness, night and day is a kind of life; the scenery is infinite, bright and decent is a kind of life ...... can be three thousand weak water, I only take a dipper to drink.

Life does not need to be sensational, boisterous, but seek light, simple. Not to deliberately pursue, all follow the natural, to calm the mind to read the world, so, in the end of the night, the heart will be about to harvest a warm and quiet, calm and peaceful.

If the mind can be as calm and simple as the bamboo, it will be calm and relaxed, sitting and watching the clouds roll, mandarin ducks play, the birds chase each other.

Coping with the colorful world, how many people lost themselves, because of the temptation, his inability to resist, unwilling to shirk, so that their own in the quagmire deeper and deeper, more and more bad. If you can be as simple as the heart, will be able to continue a point of calm state of mind, and openly understand the challenges of life, that temptation even if the hard as a rock, the character of the upright will not be out of the side, the commission.

If you can be as simple as the heart, you will have a light mood, able to idly watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, able to enjoy the sky clouds. Let those long past fade in the dust of the years, drifting for the past clouds, no trace can be found.

If you can be as simple as the heart, the night of the autumn rain, lying down to listen to the clanging of the rain on the banana, the calm and relaxed, diffuse in the boundless serenity, the kind of tranquility and serenity dense in the infinite raindrops, intertwined with the emotions of the flowers, sprinkled, such as silk, such as a wisp, paved the way. The beauty of the emotions of the flowers, nourishing the long night, warm spring, summer, fall and winter.

In the flowers and purple strings, let the emotions of the flowers to dance, bloom, the faint fragrance will be overflowed with the fragrance of the path, the water will be drenched in tenderness throughout the spring, summer, fall and winter.

The four seasons, the blossom of the sound, the wind without trace, look up to the idle clouds and wild cranes, the heart is as simple as, will be able to emotionally like flowers, bonnie gas happy!

The realization of the selection of five:

Heart as simple as simple

People's interactions with others, either in the time gradually become hot; or in the years slowly become cool, just feel up, has been a season of vicissitudes. A ink and ink, depicting how many true feelings on earth. I am thankful to meet you, I am thankful to meet you. I would like to follow the track of the years, searching for your footprints in time, and revisit the charm of the reunion. I'd like to take a look at the newest and the most important thing I've seen in the past, and I'm sure you'll find that it's a good thing that you've seen the newest and the most important thing you've seen in the past.

It has always been the kind of woman who loves everything lightly, as a person, in the world, not strong, not detached. Light in the mossy old time waiting for a person; light in the afternoon under the warm sun to read a book; light in the days of curling incense drinking a cup of tea; light sitting in the courtyard covered with smoke and rain to see the flowers blossom leaves fall; light in the season of the autumn leaves dance to see the clouds roll ...

The horse's hooves fragrance of the flowers is a kind of leisure, in the heart of the cultivation of hedges planting chrysanthemums is a kind of

Perhaps there is a "vegetarian" word in the name! Bone has always been the kind of woman like vegetarian, do not fight for fame, do not take advantage of, do not envy the luxury and power, just want to be in the shallow years, the heart to warm.

I always wanted to go to the dream of the rainy Jiangnan, with my return, choose an ancient town to live in. Or fishing Bixi, or lotus hoe plum, or canoeing lotus, or wandering in the bamboo forest ...... borrow a white moonlight, grasp a cup of shallow years, over a period of elegant time, so, excellent!

The bell loves to be a woman in plain clothes: in the quiet of the night, a cup of tea, a volume of threadbare books, a delightful old song, a white heart in the text to wander, stationed. The first thing you need to do is to write down the words of a simple woman on the yellowed paper.

Early winter, a quiet night like poetry, listening to an autumn frost through the window, enchanting the heart of the winter; warm the coolness of the chrysanthemum shadow. The fallen leaves of that season were stunning. The wind swept through the branches, and a petal of chrysanthemums fell like snow. That kind of beauty, branded in the bottom of my heart, for me to add a wonderful white years!

The small words on the plain paper, the path of the red dust, a simple heart in the life of the scroll, writing a flat and oblique rhythms. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. In the shallow years, with the timeless small words, randomly murmured on the plain paper of the years, and warm a fire glazed heart.

Early winter years, has felt thin and cool. Bell loved a coat, a waist-length hair with the wind. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on a new one, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good deal on a new one.

Our life can also be like this, put something down, look down, everything can be frank. If you can, you can be as simple as a heart, and as light as a chrysanthemum.

"I would rather hold the incense on the old branch, not with the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind." Put down all the fame and fortune, grudges, into the nature, into the forest. Go to see a tree of maple leaves red, a cluster of chrysanthemum flowers colorful, eye to see a season of autumn scenery far away.