Question 2: What does quiet and serene mean in the end? A calm, calm and steady demeanor
Question 3: What does quiet and serene mean in a quiet environment
Question 4: A petal of the heart, leaving the years alone. What does it mean A petal of the heart, leaving the years alone
文/慧如风
Green onions are not yet old, left to pick up the morning flowers.
The moon is hidden in the heart of the intention, the love of the stranger Xia.
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 first thing you need to do is to look back and see what's going on in your life.
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"Even the rain does not know that the spring goes, a clear square feel summer deep." Time, always between the fingers of quicksand, in the twinkling of an eye, the fragrance of the spring faded away, the summer lush climbed outside the window. Heart, the remaining thought, but also given the unbearable cut fireworks, lost in the spring, look back, unique a sigh, the past with the curls of smoke dispersal.
It is said that the south of the river belongs to the sentimental, twenty-four bridges and the moon; green stone alleys; smoke and rain; April days on earth; small bridges and flowing homes; and Dai Wangshu's lilac women; and so on, and, and, ink and ink thoughts, how many writers and writers are fascinated by it? And I, perhaps, was born here, but feel no special place, idle, flipping through a book; quiet, warm a pot of tea; days boiled into plain water, so light to a tasteless woman.
Just, again to the rainy season, but there is a kind of "when *** cut the candles in the west window, but talk about Bashan night rain," the thoughts of traction, Xu is the annual rainy season damp dye, see, the attic corner began to damp, placed on the window sill of the book, one night, forget to lock the window, but also contaminated with wet moisture and rain, just as my heart, because of the This rainy season, read the shadow of a period of time, the palm slowly began to breed, miss, heart breeding loneliness, afraid of sinking, only to, downstairs, a person into the drizzle, do not want to hold an umbrella, let the rain gently fall all over the whole body, washed but the past memories. And then, the days are still simple, leaning on the time in Jiangnan, quietly waiting for the spring of the heart! "Looking back to the place of depression, return to, there is no wind and rain also no sunshine."
If, through the years, some are destined to drift away, why not let the heart as the case may be. Just tube, the past water-colored years, encounter, parting, a little bit of flavor, plowing in the sunglasses, a variety of taste mapping, self-understanding of a philosophy of life, to wash the mind to alleviate the negative, practicing the heart of the open, so that you can rest introspection, self-discipline. And then fold a thin gift to themselves, pruning off the branches of the cross-born, open into a heart as simple, learn to get along with the time peacefully, under the experience, the perception of the heart, you can take the degree, line a free, fade into the Zen thought of tea.
Life is always a short gathering. And life, how fragile, a meeting, a parting, a look back, a turn, is a lifetime. Cloud said: "profound people, his text is often less of a luxury winks favor, more of a natural and simple contemplation of the years". Yes! When a person has experienced the trials and tribulations of life and death, they can better appreciate the true meaning of life and living. Loved people, hurt heart, acquaintance love, interpretation of life as a play, will be in the years of the stream of the successive fading into oblivion. Some of the edge of the water, not as good as practicing a more tolerant, you come or do not come, I am here, not sad or happy; life, a more tolerant, more tolerant, sometimes one step back, often is the sea and the sky. And time, usually a stay to the end is the most real warm! As long as you have a heart that goes with the flow and the encounter.
Some love, since you can not have, why not learn to let go, smile and bless! Just let love hide in the heart. Lonely, let the work to enrich themselves; lonely, listen to music, precipitate themselves without words; restlessness, read a text of life perception, let the heart learn to get along with the quiet; at all times to maintain a smile, and then continue to the sky blue and other belonging to their own smoke and rain. When the years of travel slowly brewed to light, and then look back, a sigh, I believe it is also a sweet memory!
Life in the stream, it gives us, this is a body and mind endurance test, if the heart is quiet, thinking is clear, the body can be stretched. In this world, there is a lot of confusion, there are true and false, if you can be a quiet heart, confused three in the world, then into the eyes of any together with a drop of sentiment, with the fate of the happy, can be a good year!
Master Xing Yun said: "Do not infect others with sadness, do not take the trouble to bed." So I learned to bury my heart in the soil and just smile at life!
This red dust to and fro, would have been more lonely than carnival, some things, no need to tell people, understand the people will naturally understand. I don't understand the people, close to the more needless to say. Why not precipitate matters of the heart into the power to sublimate the inner strength. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do that," he said! A person's world, a person's loneliness, soul dialogue is their own, can also be an exclusive happy!
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Question 5: multiply the multiply pronunciation of the multiply chen fourth voice
Question 6: seek a novel name thorns dance
Author: purple lily
Synopsis:
In a world of silver, all the restlessness began to quiet down, the whole city has become quiet and peaceful, just like in the arms of the mother quiet The city has become quiet and peaceful, like a baby sleeping in a mother's arms. Many southerners living here have not seen such boundless snow for many years. The snow continued endlessly for a whole half month
Question 7: Find a novel, the male protagonist began to sell bank equipment 50 points Thorn Dance
Author: Purple Lily
Introduction:
In a world of silver, all the restlessness began to quiet down, the whole city has become quiet and peaceful, like a mother's arms in the quiet sleep of the baby. The baby. Many southerners living here have not seen such endless snow for many years. The snow continued endlessly for half a month
Question 8: Describe the winter snow sentence Describe the winter snow sentence
1, look, the winter girl prepared a year's gift to us. The white and flawless hexagonal flakes are like an elf who fell into the earth. Their light and delicate body, coupled with snow-white clothes, like a crystal butterfly fluttering in the air. They quickly covered the whole earth with the momentum of the sky. Everything is dyed white.
2, that snowflakes white as jade, it is the heavenly palace sent down the little generals of heaven, or the moon palace laurel tree fell on the jade leaves? Snowflakes like a beautiful jade-colored butterfly, like dancing like drunk; like blowing down the dandelion; like floating like flying; like the angel reward gift of small white flowers; suddenly scattered and gathered, floating, gently full, worthy of the earth's masterpiece! I saw the snowflakes in front of me as naughty as butterflies, a moment to fall under the eaves, a moment to fall on the branches of the trees, but also from time to time drifting in the face of the pedestrians.
3, she also seems to be a fairy wearing a white dress, her skirt wherever, the snowy plains quiet as a child, the snowy peaks cold and upright, the jade tree agaric blossoms, and the air is particularly gentle. In her gentle soothing, all the restlessness began to quiet down, the earth is quiet and peaceful, like a sleeping baby in the arms of the mother. In this silver world, this dazzling white so that the sky also eclipsed. In this quiet white, we can still have what restless heart can not put it?
4, winter, snow. People seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, to a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of the pine, the snow of the ice incense, give a kind of cool and soothing. Everything is filtered, everything is sublimated, even my mind is purified, become pure and beautiful.
5, snow, people seem to have come to a quiet and elegant realm, to a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of the pine trees, the ice of the snow, giving a cool and soothing. Everything is filtered, everything is sublimated, even my mind is purified, become pure and beautiful.
6, I came to the river. The river surface has a thick layer of ice, ice covered with snow. Children playing on the ice, boys skating, action constantly changing patterns, girls are not willing to be weak, played the sled, sled along the slope of the river bank from the top down to slide. Laughter surrounded the river, a happy paradise. I came to the field, vaguely see the green vegetables, most of them are covered to the snow-white "carpet", "carpet" is white, without any decoration, let me intoxicated, what a beautiful place. I came to the forest. The trees were covered with snow, and from time to time, large snowflakes fell from the trees. A few plum blossoms caught my eye, looking brightly colored against the white snow. What a quiet forest. Take a look at the distant rolling mountains, snow-masked body, such as snow-white satin, the shadow of the clouds such as dark flowers embroidered on it, a good holy mountain.
7, only to see the sky and the earth between the white blanket, snowflakes fluttering from the sky down, around like pulling up a white tent, the earth immediately became silver. I can not help but think of a poem "suddenly like a spring breeze, thousands of trees and thousands of pear blossoms" really beautiful ah!
8, at this time, I looked toward the distant mountains. Look at it, the hills of the dwarf pine more and more green and black, the tip of the tree topped with a bun of white flowers, as if the Japanese caretaker woman. The tips of the mountains are all white, giving the blue sky a silver edge. Some places on the slopes of the snow is thicker, some places where the grass color is still exposed, so, a white, a dark yellow, to the mountains to wear a flower with a water pattern.
9, dusk snow, deep cut, as if there are thousands of emotions, and like the sea is generally surging, able to drown everything, there is a hint of unveiling the hidden head and tail like *** sense. Snowflakes form thousands, crystal bright, like a warrior on the march, wearing silver armor, but also like a piece of white sails in the voyage ......
10, the cold months of September, she incarnated into countless fluttering snowflakes, step by step with an elegant step by step a little bit of landing in the corners of the world, the pine tree that seems to be eternally ageless It is also impressed by the crystal cloaked in a layer of silver, that the ground white fat snowman, doubtfully open its small eyes staring at the treetops in the sunshine under the light of the ice, the whole world as if into the silent world, because who would not want to break this so sacred moment, is the winter ah! This is so obsessive winter!
11, snowflakes are very white, white so pure. They make the earth also very pure, very beautiful. I have a kind of this feeling: the classic statement sentimental sentence snow not only makes everything pure, but also makes people's hearts become as beautiful and pure as it.
12, snow, is a white spirit flying from a distant country? Is the angel's wings fall ...... >>
Question 9: The prose about the snow torrents Snow Soul
Daylight is throwing bright rays of light to its heart's content, and in the wilderness at the beginning of the snowy day, it is reverberating with the unique serenity and tranquility of the plateau. The purity of the blue sky stretches out a mysterious smile and vastness. Without the ups and downs of the confrontation, the lack of life on the green stay. Guangyuan after the snow, is comfortably winding up the Yellow River thousands of miles of magnificent, majestic and moving melody.
The snow is nature's thousands of colors to change, to a higher level of purity of the original appearance. The snow scene always shows us a blank and flawless look back. When the green wilderness presents endless competition, relieve all the restlessness and clamor of winter, will open up this infinite curtain in time, all of a sudden the return of nature will be in the gentle drift will rest in the lullaby chanting finished.
I think the earth after the Tongyun densely covered by the boundless snow, thousands of life lost active, lost the self-expansion and arrogance. When the white melody of the universe is raised, the world of snow and ice echoing between heaven and earth will show us her vastness to the fullest. People in this selfless and helpless heaven and earth in the void, only respectfully in the flying in the diffusion, feel the God to give us a unique human favor.
The vastness of heaven and earth in the endless, all the mountains in the snow fog disappear. You can only hear the goose feather-like snowflakes in the mutual collision, and crowded race to cover the earth's snow sound. Only the silence of too long after the wilderness, in the snow fall in the sky echoed the pale, vast sadness of the air. However, in the precipitation of the white endless western land, a silver, crystalline giant band winding, magnificent across the white earth. This western cold land, stretching up the vitality of the cold land. This is the mother river of our Chinese nation - the Yellow River.
In other seasons to see the Yellow River, just full of vicissitudes of the yellow land, there is the Yellow River's eternal unceasing footsteps in the heavy to the east. After the water, the disappointment of the barren land only has unlimited vitality and hope. Especially when walking alone in the reckless plains with no one to look at, the ever-approaching sky is always telling you the sadness and sighs of history.
Now on the snowy vast land, the huge white in covering all the strife and confrontation, the great loneliness of heaven and earth, a kind of bear the heavens after the stern warning of helplessness, fear of the mood, is slowly shrouded in the body. However, the Yellow River fearlessly draws beautiful and vivid curves on the clean earth.
If the snowy wilderness is without the flow of the Yellow River, the loneliness will make us lack strong confidence in the cold. Then the long winter will make the yellow land dry up forever. If the land of the falling snow is pale, the gaze of hope will be nowhere to stay lingering thoughts.
The snowy winter will accumulate too much flotsam left to the voice of the Yellow River, they are only silver, a waiting for the fruit of tomorrow's light temperament.
The majesty of the Yellow River can only be seen in the winter in the west after her powerful thick, fearless vicissitudes of the original appearance. It is the Yellow River's shining and pioneering temperament, for the long winter roundabout on the other side of the beautiful, open face.
The western snow in the harsh landing too much desolation, only the flow of the Yellow River, will be the disappointment of the indignation of the landscape to add the element of endless life, more than the struggle. The Yellow River is the mother of the west, but in the snowy white plains, in the lonely and helpless struggle, the Yellow River and deservedly become the snow, the snowy plains of the real soul.
Without snow, we wrestle with the Yellow River and feel the majesty of thousands of years of Chinese civilization. With snow, we write songs of praise for the soul of the Yellow River. When the white earth after the snow presents too much solitude and loneliness, the Yellow River will stretch the main theme of life. Will be the history of the heavy western style, let the snow melt in the surging yellow water, after the eastward flow, into the historical impetus, injected into the blood of the Chinese children, for the re-emergence of the Chinese nation tomorrow, glowing with infinite vitality
The snow of the reverie
Siberian winds
send the season of the blossoming of the small rain
In the winter of this northern
I am in the snow
I am in the snow, I am in the snow, I am in the snow.
I am on the snow surface
Tramping alone
Gray days
Skimming the sad space
And toward the season
The last round
Today, the small town finally waited for the long-awaited for another falling snow.
The butterfly-like snowflakes fluttered gently, bringing the unique scenery of this season. She came with a light dance step, she stepped on a soothing rhythm, she came with a plain veil. The winter spirit, to our world to dress up to come. No snow winter can still be called winter?
Wherever her skirt goes, the snowy plains are as quiet as a child, the snowy peaks are cold and upright, the jade trees are blossoming, and the air is particularly gentle. Under her gentle caress, all the restlessness began to quiet down ...... >>