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2017年08月17日

Make no reply, in the season, the flowers open in reincarnation; time to spring back and forth between utter not a single word, in spring. I like silence, and I like silence. An eye gaze, understand how much the story of time; a turn, how much dust as the past. Years of quiet time, Enron, without trouble, without noise, as long as the heart hides the sun, four are bright, unlimited spring, spring garden. Only a short while ago, I also made the grass become idlers, birds and insects for them. Often, as a flower, and then wait for a breath; the tree beckons, and devout silent for a long time in. Bit by bit, is poetry, Cecil strands, is painting. "Global best drink tea, write the most touching poem, make the most sincere friend, the experience of beauty" in the most ordinary things, with a happy heart, soul and heart repair by cutting out the superfluous, rich and noble in rich quiet, is the perfect life.

Lift your head to the light autumn night, the moonlight with outstretched hand, palm, gentle and quiet. Suddenly, the heart was born with emotion, years in the four seasons reincarnation, my life is still a few, old, sad from the bottom of my heart. Life has undergone a gradual change from spring to summer, and then there is the feeling of falling into the fall. Every change of season, the end is new and fall, the natural time is fleeting, four seasons in the cycle of alternating soundless and stirless, passing days in every ordinary time rolls on, are clouds, drifting in the cloud nine night, without a trace. A lot of memories and fragments have gone with the wind, only the shadows, long hovering in the mind, but how also do not put together, once drops? Only this a memory in autumn, autumn, autumn, autumn love, engraved in my heart, unfading, like yesterday. When the autumn wind rises gradually, the first yellow leaves on the branches, gently falling in my heart lake, she waves from layers of ripples, a circle, a stack, the most beautiful halo into my heart, the most warm scenery.

The years are getting thicker day by day, and the writing has gradually become an integral part of my life. Tired, tired, and the text has become the most warm harbor, in the word between the lines of a pleasant mood, whether it is writing or watching, will let oneself feel the joy of words. Read the product mountain water, laugh at the time, the ferry, how much from the clutch, in one stage, you just finished, he went on. Used to see everything in duckweed, read more edge to the helpless, the tide and ebb, could not lift up. At this moment, the thin breeze blowing across the brow, heart lake, Shiba micro Yang, Xing micro ripples. The light of the summer uptrend in light fragrant incense, light mood, light text, so intoxicating, so happy heart. My heart in the vulgar in secular torrent, gradually return to calm, clear and quiet enron. In this light autumn August, Xu only own a quiet beauty time, may become a elegant woman, laughing at the courthouse blossom, light at the Azure Clouds, silently guarding their secular stability.
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