1, my thoughts are like fish in the sea, within the thousands of mountains are converted.
2, lifelong not married, perhaps not ruthless, but once the sea is difficult to water after the deep love is difficult to change.
3, she is like a light, beautiful will light up his life. He is like a wound, she would like to have a lifetime, do not lose and do not forget.
4, love a person, if you do not have the courage to seek, like no wings can not fly across the sea. Unless, you are willing to let you go, otherwise, it is better to go to Marty's.
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5, the world of love flowers, there is a kind of called life and death. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
6, the heart has a different idea, please do not have a reason.
7. The more beautiful the wish is, the more cruel and hurtful it is when it fades.
8, life is the palm of the lines, skin mole, invisible and phantom so that people have no words to the mystery.
9, the heart of a person, I am a person, let me stand in the corner, secretly looking at you, the heart of the remaining sound, the mouth does not make a sound.
10, willow mess into silk, climbing on the spring time. The leaves are dense, the birds fly in the way, the wind is light, the flowers fall late. The city is high and the pipes are short, the forest is empty and the paintings are sad. The song has no other meaning, and is for the love of each other.
11, encounter a good word, as in the spring of the twilight field; encounter a person, eyes flow smile spread, eerie heart. If life is only as good as the first sight, how good.
12, in the right time, meet the right person, is a kind of happiness; in the right time, meet the wrong person, is a kind of sadness; in the wrong time, meet the right person, is a kind of helplessness; in the wrong time, meet the wrong person, is a kind of torture.
13, outside the window of the falling flowers, such as dreams, the house of musk smoke dissipation, such as dreams. Sunset and under the small building, I day after day so spend time, the state of mind as water and smoke disoriented. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
14, time ravages memory. People often have no choice but to forget. Memory fades like a tide, difficult to control, and ultimately can only remember some of the subtle in-depth details, such as the Cretaceous when the plants fell on the earth, the stubbornness is left behind, but also self-survival.
15, time slowly flowed past, those who were once alive, their blood flow into the river of grief, gradually turned into a play in the skin, single, thin, which can be set on the body to play; between the pages of the black and white text, light, who can talk about. They have become stories, myths.
16, I want you, in this world, peacefully old, until the gray hair, and I met do not know are good. As long as your life is quiet, not to be annihilated by the chaos of the world.
The introduction of Thousands of Waters and Thousands of Mountains:
The main record of her travels in Central and South America and the motherland of the experience and feelings, as readers, we may wish to follow in her footsteps, but also to do a trip on paper. The book describes a trip to Mexico, Honduras, Panama, and so on, the journey of what we saw and heard, and what feelings the customs will bring to Sanmao? In this wonderful travelogue essay we will find the answer one by one.
I don't ask about other people's stories unless she wants to.
--San Mao, "Walking Through Ten Thousand Hills"
None of the things are in one's own hands, so let them go with the wind.
--SanMao "Ten Thousand Water and Thousand Mountain Walks"
The joy and happiness of the world is summarized in only a few, and a thousand lines of tears, but a thousand different kinds of pain, that can not be opened the knot of tears, only to be given to the time to be solved.
--San Mao "Ten Thousand Waters and Thousand Hills"
Who likes to be a traveler who is always wandering? If one day you hold your own soil in your hand, see the green grass growing slowly in the breeze under the clear sky, and count the year's harvest, the feeling of solidity, for me, is the best answer for the rest of my life.
--San Mao "Ten Thousand Miles of Water"
The husband's hand has been resting on his wife's shoulder. The one who is the wife, the other hand around the waist of Mr. The two people, in front of the Virgin Mary is also the eternal husband and wife. With a bow of the head, I wiped away my tears. May Our Lady you return my lost half, and tell us to kneel in front of you all our lives, until we turn into a pair of stone statues, but also happy!
--Sanmao "Walking over Ten Thousand Waters and Thousand Mountains"
In the extreme of beauty, I don't have another thought, I just want to die on this, and make this moment an eternity.
--SanMao, "Walking over Ten Thousand Hills"
Serenity sleeps in the pasture, you are you, I am me, and there is nothing to do with it. Unless I fall off my horse and lie down on this land from now on, don't come to mess up my peaceful heart!
--SanMao "10,000 Mountains"
10,000 Mountains Classic Quotes Sentence Excerpts10,000 Mountains Classic Quotes
A. The rain outside the window, once past noon, and then pour down like an appointment, the distant piece of the mountains, the drizzle, the same as ancient, the same as in the drizzle, the same as in the misty rain, the same as in the misty rain, the same as in the misty rain, the same as in the misty rain, the same as in the misty rain, the same as in the misty rain. The same as in the ancient times, cold look at the old city as the death of a stream of sadness in the world.
Secondly, I can't see men shedding tears, and their tears are different from women's.
Thirdly, I can't see men shedding tears.
Third, Rio Pompa's Saturday open-air market is really one of the few surprises left in the world. Ten thousand pure-blooded Indians ran to it, and the nine large, separated squares were richly piled with divided goods, and they traded among themselves with more bustle and prosperity than any one else. Sewing machines are now making clothes in the open air, and the woman who has sold her sheep buys a piece of material and sews it into a long dress just in time to wear it home, wishing that the bazaar would always be hidden away in the corner of the world, and that the tourists would never know about it.
Fourth, in the beauty of the ultimate, I do not have another thought, just want to die, will be this moment into eternity.
Fifth, the world's joy and happiness, summed up only a few, and a thousand lines of tears, but there are a thousand different kinds of pain, that can not open the tears knot, only to time to solve.
Six, that a bus called the green bird, slowly passing, and happiness is always on, in the flow past, the square of the masses, including me, is not on this streetcar
Seven, the years can be so quiet and simple flow past, and the sun is still the same as the rise.
Eight, I, looking up at the colorful sky, and the sky does not speak.
Nine, the majority of people, met on the journey, are just a kind of passer-by, psychological and do not pay sincere, talk talk talk, the plane arrived, a goodbye, very happy to know you are just polite.
X. I hope that the Holy Mother of God you still lose my half, so that we kneel in front of you for life, until turned into a pair of stone statues, is also happy!
xi, Tim sleep pasture, you are you, I am me, two do not involve, unless I fell off the horse, from now on lying in this land, otherwise do not come to mess up my calm heart!
XII, and my distance and they are so far away, these things, not the purpose of my trip I came to live a.
XII, and my distance and they are so far away.
xiii, if the hand pinch belongs to their own soil, see the green grass in the clear sky under the breeze slowly growing, counting the harvest of the year, that down-to-earth mood, is the best answer for the rest of his life.
XIV, there is no one thing is in their own hands, then let them go with the wind.
XV, believe that people have a past life and the next life? I have known you, not in this life.
XVI. I asked my parents this question, and they only smiled without saying anything, and the little me pondered this future
xviii. I don't ask about other people's stories unless she wants to do it herself.
18. The husband's hand is always on his wife's shoulder. The one who is the wife, the other hand around the waist of Mr. The two, in front of the Virgin Mary is also the eternal husband and wife. With a bow of the head, I wiped away my tears. May Our Lady you return my lost half, and call us to kneel in front of you all our lives, until we turn into a pair of stone statues, is also happy!
XIX, believe in the will of God, what happens in this world is not the same is out of chance, one day all this will have an explanation
XX, who likes to do a forever wandering traveler? If the hands of one day pinch the soil belonging to their own, see the green grass in the clear sky under the breeze slowly growing, counting the harvest of the year, the mood of that down-to-earth, for me, is the best answer for the rest of my life.
Introduction
Thousand Waters, Thousands of Mountains books for the Beijing Publishing House Publishing Group, Beijing October Literary Publishing House Publishing House issued on July 1, 20xx, the author of the Sanmao. San Mao life is short, but the experience is extraordinary. In the three hairs or two hairs when she dropped out of school once autistic, rebellious, traveled to Spain, Germany, the United States, and gradually grew into an independent and confident young people; in 1974, three hairs and José in the Sahara Desert, married, white-handed family, her literary career since the beginning of the creation; moved to the Canary Islands, three hairs of the life of the gradual stabilization of the peak of her creativity; 1979, José accidentally died, her heart was greatly traumatized, and she was very happy to see that she had a good life. In 1979, José died in an accident, which traumatized Sanmao's mind and plunged her life into a low point; after returning to Taiwan, Sanmao left again and traveled to Central and South America to start a new life.
2. The city of La Paz, Bolivia, with its simple people.
3. My temperament is most withdrawn, and I am even more constrained when I see strangers, which may not be visible on the outside, but inside is really like that.
4. Chileans (very nasty, cold, deceitful) here, like doctors, do not want to talk more.
5, light into the bone gray hut ...... the creek that runs through the pasture, ribbon-like tie this dream land.
6, he pursed his lips, quiet dispersed smile, like a lotus flower slowly open.
7, I saw Wei Wen's pair of eyes, as cold as a star looked at the haggard me.
8, life and how many scenes of splendor waiting? Not much, not much, even if it is traveling, but also most of the ordinary years just. --Sanmao "thousands of miles of water"
9, the world's joy and happiness, summed up only a few kinds. But the tears of a thousand lines have a thousand different kinds of pain. The only way to solve the problem is to leave it to time.
10, because of all kinds of so together, and because of all kinds of so separate. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money. I want to turn back but I can't find the people and the road when I came. A person with a former vow to walk through the next road, footprints sprinkled with dreams of the journey. I've grown up, you've gone far away. ...Thinking of the small photo frame that I brought in my luggage, I had a sense of desolation and loneliness that no one could understand. The first night in Mexico was spent with my eyes wide open thinking about everything and nothing.
12, if the hand pinch belongs to their own soil, to see the green grass in the clear sky and the breeze grow slowly, counting the harvest of the year, the mood of solidity, is the best answer for the rest of life.
13, play ah play ah, the sad and bitter Indian whole body played a light, this time he, on the stage, is a real king.
14. The joys and happiness of the world are summarized in only a few. And a thousand lines of tears, but there are a thousand different kinds of pain. The only way to get rid of them is to give them time to solve the problem.
15, the person who played, closed his eyes, will be transformed into a flute, into a song, into the original world, in which a mysterious music soul, low and slow flow out of the wild.
16, the rain outside the window, a midday, and to the appointment like pouring down, the distant piece of green hills, smoke and rain in the same as the ancient, cold look at all the old city, such as the death of the flow of the mourning of the world.
17, no one thing is in their own hands, then let them go with the wind.
18, I hold back my temper, slowly coated a piece of toast bread, do not say a hurtful word. That worm-eaten emptiness, once again, crawled up to the heart in fine detail.
19, the years can be so quiet and simple flow past, and the sun is still the same rise.
20. Who likes to be a perpetually wandering traveler? If the hand one day carry their own soil, see the green grass in the clear sky under the breeze of slow growth, counting the harvest of the year, the solid mood, for me, is the best answer for the rest of my life.
21, those people's distorted face, bloody knees, the suffering of the heart, the way to pray, really make me angry. O foolish ones! What are you begging for? --San Mao "thousands of water and thousands of mountains walk through"
22, only the lost people have to pursue, what do we have to find
23, a moment in time, all kinds of experience in this life, the movie like a fast skimming, those years of sadness and joy, those who are alive and passed away loved ones, think of surprisingly not the slightest feeling, as if looking at the other people's business in general!
24, we have had a great trauma of people, just your, has melted to with it **** life **** exist, and my scars, but is slowly getting used to. Because it is still new after all. ~~~ SAN MAO "thousands of water and mountains walk through"
25, many years later, if you occasionally think of me disappeared, I also occasionally think of you
26, if the hand pinch belongs to their own soil, see the green grass in the sunny sky under the breeze of the slow growth, counting the harvest of the year, the down-to-earth mood, is the rest of the life of the best answer! The best answer for the rest of your life is that you have to be prepared for the future.
27, the world of joy and happiness, summed up only a few, and a thousand lines of tears, but there are a thousand different kinds of pain, that can not open the tears knot, only to the time to solve.
28, most of the Mexicans I've seen, as God pinched out of the rough clay dolls did not use the knife and then carved, not glazed, done, just waiting for the sun to dry out and then put into the world ━━ of course, that is the underground car in the most common appearance.
29, solo travelers, in addition to playing in the mountains, may be the most in need of a quiet yet. Don't be in a hurry, live in a hurry and see what you can feel. There is no one thing is always in their own hands, then let them go with the wind.
30, make friends, expensive in the eyes of Mercy, cross look into the ridge side into the peak - always a good guy. The small defects everyone has, they do not have? ----San Mao "thousands of water thousands of mountains walk through"
31, life and how many field gorgeous waiting, not much, not much, even if the travel, but also half of the ordinary years just"~San Mao "thousands of water thousands of mountains walk through"
32, light is to choose their own path and prospects, whether they can be successful, manipulated in their own hands of that determination, in fact, only half of the commitment and hope, after all, most of them are not the same. Half of the promise and hope, after all, nature also has its laws in the sway of human destiny it!
35, the world of joy and happiness, summed up only a few, and a thousand lines of tears, but a thousand different kinds of pain, that can not open the knot of tears, only to give time to solve. --- SAN MAO "thousands of water and thousands of mountains walk through"
36, it is the first awakening of a dream, do not understand what is called the hero of the world inevitably impermanent, glory and wealth is like a spring dream? They do not speak of living people with life, do not talk about Mexico's food, clothing, housing and transportation, do not say the streets and alleys, only books on the history and culture of the narrative. And my distance and they are so far away, these things, not the purpose of my trip I am living a game.
37, floating life is like a dream, as long as there are still tears under the eyes, and why ever give up dreaming. SAN MAO "ten thousand waters and thousands of mountains walk through"
38, the earth, I came to you on the shore of the time, originally a stranger, live in your house, originally a traveler, and now, when I left your door, but a friend."
39, How many scenes of splendor await in life? Not many, not many.
40, Mexican as God pinched out of the rough clay doll, did not use a knife and then carved.
41, who likes to be a traveler who is always wandering?
42, Colombia is full of robberies and atrocities.
43, My husband, who I actually met as a child, and our dogs fought in the mountains a few years ago.
44, looking at the meadow with the cattle and sheep and the high sky, always makes me feel that I really died to fall into this place.
45, the rain outside the window, a midday, and to the appointment like pouring down, the distant piece of the green hills, the same as the smoke and rain in the drizzle of the ancient, cold look at all the old city such as the death of the flow of sadness in the world.
46, Ecuador is as close as family, Peru is also a harmony, and today's Bolivia, is even more thick and clumsy.
47, Sanmao's Spanish and German are very good, and her cleverness and vivacity will be dispersed through the language, so that people like a spring breeze. Anyone who talks to Sanmao for five minutes will never forget it. She speaks like a rose giving out its fragrance.
48, I hope that the Virgin you return my lost half, so that we kneel in front of you all our lives, until turned into a pair of stone statues, but also happy it!
49, I, looking up at the colorful sky, and the sky does not speak.
50, the night in the capital of Honduras is too thick to melt the dream, the dream of the ghostly and dark, can not walk down the narrow alleys of flowers but not distinct, reaching out to the people to ask for money for the feet and feet of the bitter children, mournful and unrelenting.
51, I smiled bitterly, still blowing my song, what bluebird? This is a place where no bluebird can be found! There is no bluebird in sight!
52. Who likes to be a traveler who drifts forever? If the hands of one day pinch the soil belonging to their own, see the green grass in the clear sky slowly growing in the breeze, counting the year's harvest, that the solid mood, for me, is the best answer for the rest of my life.
53, I can not see men shedding tears, their tears and women are not together.
54, the plane arrived in Bogota, took off eight years and three months did not leave the fingers of that a small circle, it is hidden in the pocket close to the chest, the fingers are empty, that is not accustomed to, in the heart of the heart will be also terrified of grief.
55, if according to the past temperament, no matter in whose territory, regardless of whether it is not the night nine o'clock single one, will certainly be that small stall broken.
56, in fact, who they are and what difference does it make? Life fades, gold forever. These out-of-body things, to be able to have the honor to appreciate, is blessed. Really have it is called trouble!
57, for the miracle, even witchcraft, in my concept, are acceptable, after all, faith is the greatest strength.
58. It was a place of great sensitivity, and I felt that the air was filled with a distinct spirituality.
59. I was oppressed by the atmosphere around me, and I wanted nothing, but I wanted to cry in front of Jesus as if I had a great complaint in my heart.
60, the years can be so quiet and simple flow past, and the sun is still the same rise.
61, Jill has been using potatoes to feed the pigs, I think it is a pity to do a time for the whole family to eat egg potato pancakes, Jill said delicious is delicious, but too much trouble. She does not learn.
62, the days of Silver Lake are long. It is as if you were born and spent your time here, and all the memories, let it go with the wind.
63, Damn Misha, I was so angry with him that I was dizzy, this kind of low-level punk is worth so happy to run into, and besides, she is scolding us.
64, each other's stories, because too polite, do not want others to share in vain, but also refused to tell.
65, the rain outside the window, a midday, and then pouring down like an appointment, far away from the piece of green hills, the smoke and rain like the ancient, cold look at all the old city, such as the death of the flow of the sadness of the world.
66, they are proud, they are not beggars, these artists in addition to money, to be sincere **** Ming.
67, "that well! Blow to the Noah's ah, sold all the property, all his life want to play the flute for people to listen to, know that no one is only willing to listen to his solo, and organized a dance troupe, wife and children are starving to death, he is still holding out, madman ah!"
68, the person who played, closed his eyes, will be transformed into a flute, into a song, into the original world, in which a mysterious musical soul, low and slow flow out of the wild.
69. Playing, playing, playing, that sad and bitter Indian played light all over his body, when he was, on the stage, a true monarch.
70. I gazed upon this great soul, and could not for an instant look him into eternity.
71. Immortal Phoenix, why are you hiding here?
72, there is no one thing that can always be in their own hands, then let them go with the wind!
73, a long journey, the first time with a stranger to speak out these words, a burst of pungent stuck in the throat, then silent.
74, Oulu city of the devil dance is really not important, just the scenery along the way, is a soul washing, so clean and majestic blue sky, is also a kind of happiness!
75, in the beauty of the ultimate, I do not have another thought, just want to die, this will be a flash into eternity.
76. If you don't dare to go out, you won't be able to eat satay, so you should go out after weighing the situation.
77, China's good children, although in a foreign country, but the Chinese language should never be put down, this beautiful culture, will be a lifelong enjoyment and treasure. The end of the world, we encourage each other to commemorate it!
78, hands ringed on the kissing horse, it stuck to me so comfortable look, big eyes tenderly a slip a slip peeped at me.
79, is not a weekly tour group to come, in his horseback must be a woman of a different nationality? Thinking that he may be just a number collected by others, he wanted to dismount and walk away, and momentarily regretted his frivolity very much.
80, sleepy pasture, you are you, I am I, two do not involve, unless I fell off the horse, from now on lying in this land, otherwise do not come to mess up my calm heart!
81, realized, is a false.
82. But a clock is a clock, that is, it no longer divides truth from falsehood.
83, For many years, since leaving the Sahara, no longer feel like a child of the earth, a child of the sky.
84, A girl in a green student uniform is sitting on the edge of the bed and committing suicide, the blood from her left wrist and robe folding over into the person on the fresco - the young girl who has been growing up all the time and has not died.
85. O woman of the wind, I bless thee.
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