1, flowers bloom on the other side of the shore of this no shore, soul fall forget Sichuan is still in the river, drunkenly do not know smoke wave ho, dreaming vaguely lights cold. The flower and leaf will not meet for a thousand years, the fate of the dance of the end of the fate of the life, the flower does not understand the language flower nodding, the Buddha ferry me to the heart of the Buddha empty sighs.
2, the years a dream, the sea a smile, time, is broken a ground of the flow of years, there are many people, with the dream; there are many things, with the wind. Sometimes, dreams and reality run counter to each other, you do not have the ability to control its direction, can not predict its future; at this time, we do not have to struggle, up and down to seek, we need is to change a goal, change a start, change a way to look at the life of the yin and yang.
3, spring and fall, seasonal changes, wind and rain a few times, piety a few times, quietly guard the depths of the years, seal engraved agreement still stands in the memory of that year. Wind, is still the original posture, thoughts, is still the original color. Time and water, loneliness light dyeing, only a surplus incense in the heart of the dark show, curling head with the poignant cool, cut a section of sadness, research a pool of ink, writing into the original model, but also in the quiet night to sing that faint sadness.
4, if I leave? The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the office. If I go back, the warmth is the same as always burns its splendor? I would like to become a quiet cloud, tonight, in the cool as water in the moonlight, idle walk long and wide, to see a journey of landscape, and then wait for the stars to fall, slowly retreat. I've been used to parting with it, and it's been a long time coming.
5, the breeze rolled, fragrance swaying. I step on the moon with the wind, research into the ink, pen flowers, fill half a volume of words, in the shadow of the flower paper, any thoughts lingering, read you a thousand times, across the window of the years, will be fond of lightly described. A journey of landscape, will be due to a person and rich; a period of time, will be due to an encounter and lush, the wind around the place, the heart as elegant green lotus, will be a Mekong as the water rhyme, exudes a bright and faraway Qingning, dusty, first acquaintance of the glance stare.
6, the wind did not leave, just flowers quiet surprising, no reason to get close to, just silently fly up in place, recall the magic of love, can not keep the surprise of the dream, can not hide the heart of the flowers, silently forgetting, no trace, but can not stop the time of the wash, the wind's unintentional, but also blew to the love of the love of the pain. Flowers like similar, wind like youth, the end of the water-like youth can not be replaced, because the traces of time will bring the wind without trace ......
7, know that the past can not be returned to, why the siege of chaos in the heart, despair full of night to listen to the rain sob, full of night despondency tears drenched. I have to admit, time is the most merciless sword, will be a section of the good cut to pieces, leaving behind only the beautiful error. We just fall deeper and deeper into the wrong road. Eventually reached the degree of unable to extricate themselves.
8, life is always intertwined with sadness and joy, crying and laughing mixed, red dust, as long as there is love through the place, I believe that there must be a faction of beauty, a wisp of mellow fragrance. Live is a practice, when we know the love, know the compassion, then, we can with the warmth of the mood, in the flow of the years curls in the wind and dust, food dust fireworks, enjoy the world, enjoy the quiet years.
9, if the red face has a dream, then the gentleman can be solved; if the gentleman has a language, then the red face can listen to; all the prosperity fall, must be in the end into the smoke and rain, with the flower thank you, with the moon bend. I am as lonely as smoke, you, sitting alone as a lotus, the evening wind through the window pane quietly seeped in, leaving a burst of ice clear bone pain, wrapped in a vegetarian light worry, when you can read the pair of sentimental eyes.
10, the wind to the rain, autumn leaves return. Life is a game and a blossom and fall; life is a game and a regretless crossing. Quietly walk, silent look, no matter the wind and rain, no matter the bumps, slowly savor the life of the youth and maturity. Through the hardships and prosperity of life, always believe that efforts will be rewarded, pay will have to get, with a persistent heart, silently searching for a pure land of the soul, so that the state of mind in the vicissitudes of a blessed field.
1. White Manjusri bloomed in his fingertips, and his white abnormal hand complement each other, appearing more and more stunning beauty, and his long fingers white as onion, the original point of green has long disappeared.
2. The river runs east to west, and if you go east, you will return to the hut where we stayed before, where Little Fox and Yuteng are waiting for you. From now on, you go east and I go west, and we don't have to see each other again for eternity!
3. The answer may have been known millions of years ago, if then he he suddenly laughed to himself and thought, they were late at the beginning.
4. Fu Yao woke up, staring at the roof in a daze, felt the face cool, reached out and touched, but it was tears. And stared blankly at the tears on his hands for a long time, suddenly burst out laughing. The original is not born without tears, just before the cry dry, and then can not flow out.
5. The other side of the world even look at the other side of the river, dip flower a smile to lead to oblivion.
6. The bazaar earthly hustle and bustle, the bank under the bright lights, heaven and earth suddenly quiet, all the noise and lights are wrapped up in the boundless night, condensed into a colorful night silhouette. The ink is so thick that it can be like this!
7. Slowly, her heart will not be sour, will not hurt, just ice, just cold, cold piece, until nothing can be felt.
8. At that moment, heaven and earth as if there is only a black and white two silhouettes, the rest, all colorless.
9. If it is a beloved thing, that when in the heart, and is not so easy to bad?
10. If the heart is ice, the body will not naturally warm to where it, nightmare moon faintly thought.
11. The flavor belonging to you, even if it is reincarnated thousands of times, I can follow it to find you.
12. Age is the most terrible thing, it is many originally important things slowly submerged in the flood of memory, but also let many seemingly ordinary people or things engraved into the bone marrow.
13. He never thought that even if the original is the heart of the ice and snow, no grass, the original is also painful.
14. His eyes are clearly cohesive in front of the gauze tent, but it seems to be through the swaying of the thin veil fixed in a distant place.
15. Her light-colored eyes after a few floats, gradually returned to silence. Some things, ultimately need her hands to break.
16. She listened carefully every time, but could not promise him, even in the heart to promise, do not dare, because she was afraid she could not do. She was also afraid that one day, she was really gone, and the master would not want to stay in the world cold and quiet.
17. Heaven and earth, snowflakes are still rustling down, a white, Tan Yunshan only left deep or shallow footprints! That year, the three hills and nine deserts under the snow for a whole year, in addition to the plain white, there is no other color in heaven and earth.
18. Listening to the heart may be the method of discernment, but the most effective method is always to view the heart with the heart.
19. I am me and they are them, how can they be measured by the same standard? The first step is to make sure that you have a good understanding of the situation, and that you have a good idea of what you are doing. This is the only way to be really good to yourself and to others, you know?
20. I said, before I did not allow you to die, give me a good life!
21. I originally wanted you to forget me, but I ultimately can not let go, so we agreed that you do not forget me, I want you to always remember me
22. The breeze whisked through the sea of flowers, light scarlet cherry blossom forest stretches for dozens of miles, as if a beautiful ink painting bloomed, a piece of cherry blossom petals with the intoxicating fragrance of dancing all over the sky, and then fell into the colorful, for a long time.
23. Nightmare moon ears echoed her words that day, nails gradually embedded in the palm without realizing it, before he scoffed at the words, finally became his destiny can not escape.
24. Nightmare moon under the action of a slight stagnation, face pale to see any expression, just the corner of the eye side of the vermilion sand mole exceptionally eye-catching, far from looking like a stained on the skin of the demonic droplets of blood.
25. Looking at his back from afar, Ying in the eyes of the tears fell silently, she slowed down her steps, as if heaven and earth suddenly stood still, leaving a white silhouette slowly walking step by step towards the black.
26. This time, if you try to get away from me, you'll have to dig out my heart first! Take my life!
27. This world of things in the do or don't do between, end is to see if you want to, it does not matter whether it is worth it or not. Maybe one day, you will meet such a person, then, stupid and not stupid in a thought.
28. As long as I'm here, if anyone dares to touch her, hurt her a little bit, I even if the destruction of the world, also do not want to spare!
29. The blood on the God of Execution stage slowly seeped into the soil, surrounded by dense white Manzanita instantly bloomed into a demonic dark red, the world is only left with a scarlet piece of
Xichuan statements1. Competition is an extension of nature in the human society, if you love nature, you should love competition, because this law is the nature of the natural selection of things. The law of nature.
2. Great art is not a sword or a gun, it is out of goodness and tends to purity.
3, I will fall in love with a fairy at the age of twelve, accompanied by her through the damp alleys, sunshine flickering square, I will spend all the money in her hand, in order to kiss, her fickle lips, hold her, like holding the moon above the head. And if she rejected me, I would savor my romantic confusion bit by bit.
4. A real thing is a thing with a shadow, and anything real under the sun is shadowed so that this thing is real.
5. The world is greater than you, you are less than the world, you are less than culture, you are less than history, you are less than everything. At this time in life, you are a stone in the river.
6, the real artist in this era should be a big pattern, not only limited to personal feelings, but should be concerned about the country and fate.
7, between the two big rivers, in the countryside inn where you once rested, I finally heard a voice: majestic, sturdy and calm. There is like a thriving peony late blooming in Chang'an. In an obscure age, you are the only soul.
8. Poetry writing can be like a black hole, it sucks you in. Once you start writing poetry, your relationship with the world changes, and the world itself changes: the yellow oranges become blue, and the blue sky becomes red. You feel that you are breaking free from a state of common sense, you feel as if you have been enchanted, and your field has changed, your halo has changed.
9. Anyone who is too much like a poet is certainly not a poet, at least not a good one.
10, readers for me there are two categories: one is the reality of readers, one is the ghost readers, ghost readers are those dead writers. In fact, ghost readers are more important to me.
11, the so-called future, but the past, the so-called hope, but fate. All the technology, knowledge, are attached to the body of the good things, the body to get a lot of valuable add-ons, but the question is, "what is the body? No one discusses it anymore.
2. An output, an input, creativity must have a source, which is the accumulation of one's own heart, everything the heart sees and feels.
3, how to get out of the grayest life, you need to insist, insist with confidence, things will get better and better.
4. The raw energy of creativity is not a trait to be cultivated, but an instinct waiting to be discovered, an energy waiting to be revealed.
5. Creativity is originally the gift of each person, originally each person has unlimited talent, only we ourselves with different ways to cover it up.
6, I want to listen to the word, not only the ear, our usual feelings, our life, even if we go to the restaurant to eat, in the observation of others, are useful for creativity.
7, a person can accumulate wisdom, mainly to see whether he knows how to "how to see" the world, how to see their own motivation, how to see their own habits, how to see their own life experience. The eyes are only senses. What you see and how much you see is determined by your mind.
8, always thinking of themselves, but no creativity, if you can really open your heart, care about others, speaking may be a little bit of meat, but you are caring about others, this time instead of creativity will be greater, and is more meaningful.
9. Language is the most external expression of a culture, and most importantly, if you can understand the connotation of the culture, then the language is actually meaningful and easier to use creatively.
10, what is the "creative mode"? It is to live in a state where any encounter, any experience, any emotion, any feeling in life becomes a possible material for creativity, and the operation of anything in the world may contain the secret of creativity.
11, the audience is not obliged to know what they need. Drama itself has the function of guiding, helping the audience to improve aesthetic taste and providing space for reflection. If you are serious about producing a good drama, and the audience likes to watch it, this is the right order, not what the audience likes and what we do.
12, learn to see their own motives is the fastest way to accumulate wisdom, like a rocket, you can quickly develop the ability to self-reflection, see the reason behind the behavior. Immediately after seeing it, you get a broader perspective and can more easily deal with what's in front of you.
13, I think when it comes to creativity in language, the most expressive language is the language of sincerity.
14, we actually spend most of our lives looking at the world in an established way. This way is accumulated over time, over time, the original appearance of things gradually farther and farther away from us, and finally, we may not even recognize it.