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Life is walking through a flowering

Life is the most beautiful thing

By Annette H DouglassPublished 2 years ago 5 min read
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In this life, people have walked through long mountains and far away, there have been flowers, there have been desolation and desolation; there has been deep love to meet, there have been lonely partings, there has been a good joy, there have been sadness and pain. The reverie of life is just walking through a blossom.

The flowers bloom for ten miles, that is the model of youth. The fragrance of flowers is full of paths, that is the yearning of youth. The fragrance of flowers is the sentiment of a young girl. The petals are delicate and elegant, that is the fragrance of the moment, such as the pure eyes of water. I would like to walk in spring, with the fragrance of flowers, with the landscape as a companion, with the sun and moon.

Winter and spring, flowers, flowers, the four seasons of the flow, the scenery again, the grass in a reincarnation, rushing to another season of flowers. The journey of life also opens a new journey, in the season of flowering, body dyed with the fragrance of flowers, heart dipped in the warm sun, the road of life, a sense of beauty, life seems to come alive.

With the temperature of the years, with the fervent feelings, the wings of the dream for life, for life to inject a constant source of energy, the other side of life, the growth of perseverance and strength.

In the day after day, year after year, in the quiet cultivation, in a line of ink-scented text inculcation, in a flower bud implicitly blooming, nirvana rebirth.

02.

A strong heart, lives as a small grass, although small and weak but not humble, although the body and mind suffer from the destruction but live, as the wildfire burned out, the spring breeze blowing again.

A simple heart, live as you like, even if lonely, will be in solitude to sing a song, make a poem. The most important thing is that you should not follow in the footsteps of others and spend your time in vain, wasting years.

A beautiful heart, lives as a beautiful fragrance of flowers, with a thousand red to attract butterflies, with the fragrance of flowers to attract bees, since the dazzling, unique into a cut, to accumulate small streams into the sea, to accumulate step by step to a thousand miles of ambition, to light themselves and lift others.

With a warm heart, living into the sun's ten thousand rays, a positive and sunny attitude, constant and calm; not to be happy with things, not to be sad. The darkness and gloom will be blocked from the door of your heart.

No matter how nostalgic the past time, the past can not be reproduced, no matter how wonderful the past years, have turned the page; life is a one-way line, life can not be copied, life can not be repeated. Go forward, look forward, grasp the present, and cherish the present moment.

In a blossom, listen to the sound of the blossom with your heart. Watch the blossoms with your heart. In a blossom, shallow joy, deep thoughts. I am happy with the splendor of the blossoms, and I think of the deep love.

03.

The time to crack open the dusty heart, the gift of the years sewn into a bag, containing the good, remember the past, that had into the heart of the people, that had into the picture of the scene. The most important thing is that you can find a lot of people who are interested in the company's products and services.

The fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in love with you for a long time.

In the shallows of time, if the love is deep and shallow, scattered in the enclosure of the road of time, but also not resent not hate, the past condensed into a tree blossom. The fact is that the actual person has to be able to get a lot more than just a few of these. The future will be written as warm and beautiful, the time will be turned into a song so that the years are quiet all the way to accompany you.

The first thing you need to do is to see life bloom as it always does, in a poem, in the fragrance of a tree, in the shadow of the flowers, the flowers look like the moon so that all the beauty in life is expected. The gurgling water flows slowly, the youthful years, life is delicate and bright, the simple heart is light, as bright as the moonlight.

The first thing you need to do is to take a walk through the landscape, cross the ravine, hold the will and dance, pillow dreams, and rest, in the corridor of life, thinking of the days gone by as light as smoke, the youth is brilliant again is not going back to the past, emotions are beautiful again is not as good as seeing yesterday. In a faint sorrow, the good deep read, the bad abandoned, the pain buried deep.

04.

The youthful enthusiasm and wonder, in the twilight of the calm and peaceful, reeds, grass and trees withered, and flowers are also a poignant beauty. No words are also great love. The so-called Iyi in the waterside, do not ask to meet, do not say the death, so quietly feel the time, feel once, feel the life of a thousand landscapes.

In the true and beautiful years, in the alternation of flowers, spring has a hundred flowers, summer has a cool breeze, autumn has fruit, winter has snow; four seasons of endless beauty is the color of life, is the softness and strength of life.

Keep a young heart, even if the age of old, even if the frost of time gradually dyed temples, still with a child's heart, a heart of the beginning; a good heart, a good heart, energetic, passionate life.

In every ordinary day, life is nestled in the arms of time, inviting the seasons to accompany, inviting birds to accompany, singing in the branches of the years, with the enthusiasm for life, continue to write the song of life.

05.

The journey of life, a journey to the mountains, and a journey to the dream, life is just walking the four seasons, life in a hurry, ushering in and sending out, the sun and the moon alternate, the sunset and the morning.

Perched on the branches of the years, life is but a walk through blossom after blossom. Cherish life, love life, with a sunny heart, with a flowering posture, with gratitude, savoring the slow deliberation of the road of life, walking through the years.

Life is a flower falling melancholy, life is a season of flowers blooming joy. The first thing you need to do is to see the flowers bloom and the flowers fall.

The course of life, the intricacies of the world, the grass and trees in autumn, life is tiny and fragile, such as mayflies, but when the will of the swan, to live up to the years of youth. To live up to this life.

Flowers blossom and flowers fall at the end of the day, the fate of the gathering and scattering is in the heart. The blossoms are Zen, and the flowers fall is destiny, but I hope the flowers fall to flow with love.

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