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Think about the past


Thinking about the past, the past is like a cigarette. The sorrow of the past has gradually drifted away in the breeze. The mood is like the lilac in the rain, with a touch of melancholy. Only that faint touch of purple still lingers in the dream. In fact, many times, many things we do not deliberately taste it when we experience it. It is only after many years that we begin to pick up the fragments of memory and savor it. The taste of happiness is carved in memories. But more is the endless sorrow. Only with a sigh, I seem to want to save something.

In my memory, I quietly scented jasmine tea, staring at the falling jasmine petals in the cup, tumbling in the water, changing in various unique postures, slowly falling into the bottom of the cup. Because there is a pot of boiling water, the jasmine tea blooms fresh and elegant. The infiltrated jasmine is more crystal clear. I seem to understand the bleak life, and can have more profound and profound connotations! I can't help but think of one of my favorite "Man Tingfang", "Luan Pei Tsing Yi, Ying Ying Su Yi. The wind is infinitely quiet. And the moon is the most gentle. Can be loved and elegant, indulge in separation, not willing to marry. Soaking water, affectionate The bottom of the cup is dark and fragrant."

Be alone at midnight, savor the tingling bitterness of life and the endless return of sweetness in the fresh tea fragrance. The rush of life, the confusion of the years. Cherish the present, look forward to the future, I will express my most beautiful posture, condense the dew, gather the sun. Let yourself work hard! I will know more about the freshness and lingering taste of spring rain. Xiayang's blazing and unrestrained, the autumn wind is bleak and mellow, the winter snow is cold and crystal clear. Taste different moods in different seasons!

The meaning of tea brings me the warmth and inexhaustible power. I want to let myself perform my own wonderful in the spring, summer, autumn and winter of life! A long and profound life!

The second middle school of Guli Town, Xintai City, Tai'an, Shandong, China

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