Qing Huan moment

Qing Huan is like water, pure and innocent; Qing Huan is like a fish, free and free; Qing Huan is like a song, elegant and beautiful. Let us taste the joy of life together, and enjoy the joy and joy.

Tao Yuanming is Qinghuan. In the face of the battle of the officialdom, he chose to resign and retreat to the pastoral, instead of colluding with them. He has the leisure of "under the Chrysanthemum East, leisurely see Nanshan", "free and quiet, not admiring Rongli". Poetic garden, grazing the soul, a trip to the mountains, the wild vegetables and the fragrance, this is a quiet and pure Qing Huan, although bitter but sweet.

The same is true of the ancients. Why are we not in this life?

Life is a joyful life. In the face of the stressful study, we relax our mind and optimism. In the face of the noisy environment, we calm down and think hard. Because I firmly believe that there is nothing to do with one heart. However, static is the most important thing. Without silence, we will not feel the beauty of the world; without silence, our wisdom will not be produced; without silence, our hearts will not be peaceful. Only by carefully understanding the silence and enjoying the silence, that is the Qinghuan - to calm down.

Qing Huan is in the heart, it is a rare calm and indifferent; Qing Huan is in love, it is a thick life and death; Qing Huan is a rare comfort and cool; Qing Huan and the season are the morning fog and the moonlight in the midnight Qing Huan in memory is full of stories; Qing Huan is the light of life, is a quiet and elegant symphony; Qing Huan is you, is the promise made with you. At the moment of Qing Huan, take a glimpse of the joy and enjoy the colorful time.

Qing Huan is the scent of the sun, and it is also the lightness of the wind, or the touch of freedom and freedom, but also the indifference of the soul and the reliance of life. As long as you are suddenly open, you can enjoy the Qinghuan. Enjoy the colorful life with a moment of joy.

At the moment of Qinghuan, take a glimpse of Qinghuan into the heart, rooted and sprouted in the heart.

Third day: Zhang Jing