Life is in the end of the world, whether it is love or dream, it is just a mere scene, an endless world of coldness. There is a kind of love, thin and tasteless, and a kind of dream that deducts unintentional, and counts back and forth, just the longing of the eyes of the love, the concern of the kite, the fate dissipates, and the dream is also broken. The wandering of the wind, the free and easy clouds, a part of separation and hatred, and a piece of gift without fate, is a blessing or a disaster, and it is just a youth that cannot be won by bet. After reading too much, I will take it lightly, get used to it, and give up, slowly, I will learn to forget, and learn to indulge, but that elegant vision still echoes in my heart.

There is a kind of music that hurts a heart, there is a kind of person who portrays a landscape, time is wasted, locking away the youth of life. I don’t know when I saw the deep love of flowers and moons, and I realized that the outside world is wonderful and helpless. After a person tastes the ups and downs, he understands that the world is so perfunctory, giving you what you don’t have, locking away what you have. A flower in front of a person, a stick of incense behind a person, a Feng Shui building, and still has no chance to dream, the loneliness, drift, the calmness of his thoughts is still so withered and helpless.

Life is vivid, flowers bloom and fall, just a part of being a person, just a part of singing and music. When the love lights are on, dreams are awake, life is wonderful, life is helpless, sadness comes, is there still a smile? Life is impermanent, a song of fragrance, one parting is vague, flowers are drunk, and separation continues, a past, a song of world, greed hurts the heart, intoxicated forgets the dream. Only by opening the mirror can you realize that you are not as good as others say, close your eyes, and everything is not the same as you.

Is it yours or someone else's, when people die, nothing is gone, when people live, some things they can't get or see in their lifetime. The torn heart, the unspeakable feelings are infected with the wounds of hesitation, the illusion of regret is a dream, like a poem and a painting, it is an appointment, and it will never see again. Looking back at the beginning, the most vague promise sounded the pupils of a life, the gossip next to the ears, as if the scars of the words were finally looked back. I am lucky to get it, but I am lucky to lose my life, so I can't draw the past, so many dreams, so it is difficult to describe the vicissitudes of my heart.

Sweetness is like suffering. One is not good, the other is not glorious, there is no future, not fighting for fame and fortune, nor seeking glory. It is not deep, listening, not confessing, not saying good in front of others, and afterwards, it will damage other people's Feng Shui. There is a kind of listening, called helplessness, there is a rule, called tears, and there is a dream. People with a heart lose too much, two tears when weighing, and those who are unintentional get too little, complain too much, and they are full of sadness and anger when answering.

There is a kind of black hand in my heart, and I am ready to move. There is an article in my mind, be careful every step, prevent fire, theft and best friends. Greed makes people troublesome to see people, cannot drive away laziness in my heart, and ignorance makes people feel that they owe themselves and cannot drive away the hazy in my heart. What is poverty? No conscience, it still harms people, no sincerity, it still harms people. What is poverty? It ruthlessly abandons struggle, it also harms people and talents, it abandons true feelings without fate, and it also fights for people and things. What is poverty? It doesn’t understand what others mean, it doesn’t understand your confession, you understand.

What you know is just a moment of the ocean, and you can't tell the changes in the world. What you know is just a look back and smile, and the coldness of the world that looks down on you. One meaning is that you cannot grasp the wisdom of other people's thinking, the other meaning is that you cannot control the sunshine of life, and the other meaning is that you cannot swing the rainy season and sunny days of survival. People have poverty at dusk and wealth at dawn to wake up, and they may not be sincerely grateful.

Poverty cannot support a pair of wise eyes, and poor cannot read through the mind of the soul to create the soul. Money cannot buy sincerity, can see through people's hearts, and people can grasp experience and give up their connections. Ignorance is just a touch of life, no matter how blindness is, it is just a shaping of the soul. Poverty opens the door, be a human being first, then deal with the world, and opens the door, establishes oneself, and creates others.

Starting from scratch, ending in dusk, less than one percent of what you see, less than one thousandth of what you understand. Money cannot measure dignity and wisdom, and people cannot measure the future and present. If you can't see through it, it is poverty. If you pick up people, it is poverty. If you can't see it, it is poverty. If you can't see it, it is poverty. If you can't understand it, it is poverty in the rich, and the other is poverty in the heart, and the other is the time when you are caught off guard, some people will weigh the interests, and some people will forget the motivation.

There is an ordinary, quiet and natural way to write about the arrogance of life. Flowers are separated, people support each other, ups and downs, a dream, a kind of indifference, quiet coffee, dawn youth, writing about the fragrance of flowers and birds, spring breeze night, autumn evening sorrow, how many dreams on earth, a complaint, a breeze, the right people, the wrong love, only to see through it, I realize that the dream has woken up, the waste of parting is still aftertaste, lifelike, quiet into the dream, whose night cooks the breeze, whose daytime watches the end of the drama.

The nature of rejection, the doubled back then, the glorious years, the small seal script that vanished the quiet, ordinary, the search of the past, the clarified years, the silent greedy snowflakes drunk the beginning of tranquility, the wind and snow once understood, the heart is hazy now, the strange past, the world today is so big, the scenery is beautiful, life is natural, who has netted the loneliness in his heart, who has written the coffee of the past, brewed a cup of happiness in life, and sang a song of nature, and realized that spring is warm and flowers are blooming, facing the sea.

I have a big house, wisdom is a dream, the heart is a door, not avoiding the wind, not afraid of the cold, the warmth in my heart, the intertwined love, the listening of the margins, and the writing is clear and charming. I used to be bitter, I couldn't think of the reason in my heart, and I said that it was quiet and helpless, and there was a ruthless love letter. The vicissitudes of the clouds, who understands the last dream? I think the last flowers bloom, but the world you don't understand, love is in vain, people are respect, hazy flowers bloom, just the last blessing.

This is an expired love letter. Life roars in loneliness from the cold wind, the happiness in the heart is too far away, the cold and sourness of fate is too close, thinking about the sea, thinking about the rain and dew of the kite, in the tears of the world, the moon cries secretly, the heart is hurt and laughing, saying it can't understand, and not understanding, and then knowing the last love, the last willingness is just a vow that cannot be picked up, a sentence that cannot be understood, this damn love, I don't know gentleness, I don't know indulgence, and I don't know no regrets, it's just a farewell hook that hooks away the ruthless love letter.

The sad heart flows with sadness and anger, the vast sea of ​​people, ten years of life and death, a song of desolation, a period of confusion, the words written, you are the sunny day, you are the love eye of longing, the wind is so fierce, the dream is so far away, do you remember my name in heaven, I write the willingness and promise of survival in my heart. My heart is hurt, dream, I go far away, and the direction missed the street intersection, and only then did I know that you are the most beautiful in my life. The last kiss of life is without warmth, less thought, more loneliness, no happiness, no clarity, and unclear confusion.

Don’t cry. Even if you are poor, you have to look up and tell yourself that there is hope for hard work. Life is impermanent, tears cannot solve problems. No matter how pitiful it is, you have to let go of your anger, leave time, respect your life, and support your heart. Those who are willing to cry have no good endings, worry about the future, and those who are willing to laugh know that suffering is only temporary. People have suffering, hide it. Not everyone understands themselves, and people have difficulties, don’t say it out, not everyone is willing to understand themselves.

Don’t complain, don’t hurt yourself. When people go far away, their hearts are hurt, but they still have their own time. No one wants to approach people with resentment, no one wants to listen to the world of complaining. The wind gives refreshment, the rain gives hope, and people give you experience, letting you know that considerate is not to make yourself angry. Reading people is like a lamp like fire, watching things, like a dream, having a big anger, having few friends, many complaints, and having a low popularity. If you are angry because of others’ words, there is no need to enter the crowd again.

Don’t be angry. Even if others are hurting themselves, you have to tell yourself that these starting points will make your success closer. It’s okay to be poor, as long as you feel at ease, what others are willing to say. It’s okay to be poor, as long as you don’t steal or rob, you can lose whatever you want. Anger hurts popularity, being too honest can easily suffer losses, and being too simple can easily be deceived. People are guarded against anger, that is because of annoying, and people are wary of complaining, that is because of disgust. Keep out those who can’t listen and avoid thoughts you don’t want to see.

Don’t wait. Good people leave in an instant. Noble people will hide. People in the crowd, if you want to get close, there are those who want to avoid you. People who can’t guess thoroughly, be careful, pay attention to things that cannot be seen clearly, and keep them if you can’t understand. People’s feelings and worldly ways are not what you give to others, but others will give you as much. Don’t wait for dusk, can’t wait, can’t chase, can’t hurt, can’t come back. Don’t miss it, everything will pass, everything will leave, including yourself.

It is difficult to be a human being, regret it if you say something wrong, and worry about others if you do something wrong. When speaking, you are afraid of others causing trouble, you are afraid of others delaying yourself. Attacking losses, you are always complained by others, be honest, you are always disliked by others. You cannot express yourself, you are always excluded by the crowd, you cannot communicate, and you are always lacking friends. People are greedy, others hide from themselves, you are helpless, others worry about themselves. It is difficult to be a human being, it is easy to suffer, and enjoy happiness is just heard. It is difficult to be a human being, and bad luck comes quickly, trouble comes early, and troubles always come knocking on the door.

It is even more difficult for smart people. They are afraid that others will avoid them and that they will miss noble people. After experiencing storms, they just make others smile. After ten years of hard work, they are rewarded with praise. Life is so painful, blood and sweat are exchanged for a word of cleverness that others say. They dare not say it, and they are afraid that others will be difficult for them to respond. If you see through it, you will lose your intelligence. If you understand it, you will not say it, and you will no longer have wit. It is even more difficult for smart people to update during the day, read your thoughts, read people, and take root step by step, and you may not know what the future will look like.

Being a poor person is difficult, being poor, being perfunctory, being easily perfunctory, not having friends, and being deceived by experience. The language of the rich, the efforts of the poor, an invisible end point, an inconspicuous beginning, and having to be sincere, not without conscience, and not being moral. When a person suffers, everyone is afraid of himself, and when a person is poor, he is afraid of anything he does. A shabby heart is easy to see others' cold eyes and helpless behaviors, which makes others avoid themselves. Poor people may not succeed in working hard, and when a rich person does not work hard, they will know the end point of others.

What is intelligence, a wise person, a wise person, a kind of virtue, and a kind of virtue. A little failure is all confusing, a little misunderstanding is all incompetence, and a little distance is all links. A wise person knows that silence is gold, a broad person knows that it is rare to be confused, and an easy person knows that feng shui turns. It is difficult to be smart, stupid and easy, and people are easy to do. A person has smart time, but may not be smart, and may not be smart. A person has stupid behavior, but may not be smart. A person who desires to be smart, and who sees through it, and wants to forget intelligence.

It is difficult to be a human being, it is harder to be a poor person, it is harder to be smart, and it is harder to be smart. It is difficult to be a human being because of lack of faith, conscience, and sincere expression. It is difficult to be smart, because it is hard to endure hardships and suffer losses. It is easier to endure losses and bring wisdom, and experience is hard to be a human being. It is difficult to be a human being because there is no clever vision to gain, and it is hard to understand people's hearts without extraordinary mental arithmetics. It is even harder to be smart because you have no courage, dare not take risks, and are afraid of losing, so you will lose time and give up the season of gaining experience.

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