Can Life Be Indulged?
People's most precious things are life and mind.
Take care of your life, and settle your heart. Life is complete.
—Zhou Guoping
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is to continue to live a hypocritical life, then put on a hypocritical mask, to cater to all falsehoods.Fate, if it's too urgent, there's no story; if it's too slow, there's no life
Scenery and charm, the season is just right, why not be flamboyant, this is the way to enjoy life…
Shatter the time
Erupt, countless charms
The wind has also become soft
Depend on the fragrance of tea
True freedom
Doesn't need flattery or show-off
A quiet and simple person
Overflows with joy and sorrow
It's still not fully ripe
Still innocent
Opulent prosperity is tasteless
Stay with heart and peace
As age increases, it begins to admit that not everything can be achieved by perseverance,
I am just ordinary and unremarkable, with dull talent, no matter physical or mental ability, I am just an ordinary person, in my youth, I was proud and arrogant, I couldn't accept failure, because of a little disappointment, I tossed and turned, now I've realized it and let it go. To be a person, don't seek perfection, just wish to not regret in my heartTime passes, I feel happier and happier, happiness is the experience, then landed on real things…
A cup of clear tea, a bowl of plain rice, a new melody, a chance encounter, are the most real, simple and plain happy days…
For the alienation of noise
Only for a quiet heart
Nourished in the flirtation of spring
Walked through the world of shallow love
Wearing a fake guest in the red dust
Don't like to make a show
Don't let emotions be insincere
Life doesn't need to be exquisite
Not necessarily rough
Arrive at inner peace
At will, unrestrained
Like poetry
The key to a transparent mind
Collecting a few clear cognitions
Has it finally arrived, exhausted, but also encountered the dawn.
It is said that insomniacs are because they are in other people's dreams...And insomniacs are destined to be gloomy in their emotions, why lie in bed, wasted a night of stars.
Why don't you drink some wine?
Leave a self in the twilight, to savor the deep and shallow of time, without sighing for joy and sorrow, just blend with wine and enjoy, to know the bone of life, need to be concise and strong…
Drunk, then sleep…
Spring will eventually arrive at prosperity
Then bear a tree of fruit
Dropped a flower on the ground
Moderate life
Occasionally indulge
Combined with wine and beauty
Get stained with flamboyant charm
Happiness is pure
Don't fabricate desires
An old man died in loneliness
Children grow up to learn and grow
Adults wander in fate
Calculating the price…
Using words to record some moments, stacked together, also shine, it turns out that these days, every day in a poem, has not been wasted.
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