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1. The wind walks over the water, leaving ripples; the camel walks over the desert, leaving deep footprints; the whistle pigeons fly from the sky, leaving a string of rhymes; the years pass through the woods, leaving Circle annual rings. Ah, friends, what have we left from the stage of the times, what will be left to the society? The flowers have passed through the spring, leaving the flowers and flowers; the leaves have passed through the summer, leaving a piece of shade; the wind has passed through the autumn, leaving There was a wave of gold; the snow passed through the winter, leaving all hopes. Ah, my friend, we have walked through the four seasons of life and will leave something for life.

2. When the horror is over, the spring cold is intensified. First, the material is steep, and then the rainy season begins, sometimes it is dripping, sometimes it is pattering, and the tide is wet and wet, that is, even in the dream, it seems to have an umbrella. And with an umbrella, I escaped a torrent of cold rain and could not escape the entire rainy season. Even the thoughts are all moist and moist. Going home every day, twisting through Jinmen Street to the labyrinthine alleys and alleys of Xiamen Street. In the wind and the wind, it is even more fascinating. Taipei, which wants to be like this, is completely black and white. The whole history of China is nothing more than a black and white film. The film ends to the end of the film. It has been raining like this. This feeling, I don't know if it came from Antonioni. However, that piece of land is a long-lost, twenty-five years, a quarter of the century, even if there is rain, it is separated by thousands of mountains and thousands of umbrellas. In the fifteen years, everything has been broken. Only the climate, only the meteorological report is still implicated. The Great Cold Stream is from the land, and this cool cold is shared with the ancient continent. Can not pounce into her arms, swept away by her skirt is also a comfort and envy.

3. Maternal love is also the eternal theme of literature and music. The literati with the mother's love as the title, the articles written will nourish the enemies; the musicians will use the mother's love as the title, the tunes played will be soft and beautiful, and the aftertaste will be full. When I think of my mother, my ambition will turn into a sense of temper; when I think of my mother, I will turn into a passionate life; I think of my mother, and the wandering wanderer will sprout my wish to go home; I think of my mother, I have no support. The mind has found a home to inhabit.

4. If the blackboard is the vast sea, then the teacher is the sailor at sea. At the moment when the bell rings, you use the staff to whip the pulp and slap the textbook that the ship is parked in the port. On the desk, the puzzles are stacked like a reef. Your gestures are vivid like a flying bird. You can swing a beautiful arc on the podium. The boat passes through... The sky does not float, like a bright heart. A high school.

5. Life is a small path that lingers in the mountains, bumpy and uneven, with cliffs on the side. Falling down, crying when you cry, afraid of anything, not pretentious! This is straightforward, not weak, because crying does not affect the way, but can add a bit of caution. The flowers are beautiful and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, you can laugh and laugh. You are not willing to be reserved! This is straightforward, not proud, because laughing once does not affect the way, but can add a confidence. Good words

6. Life, perhaps the only factor in the universe that should be worshipped. The birth, birth and display of life is an inspiring process. Life is as dark as music and pictures with a destined tone or blood color. When it encounters the tide of the tide, when it hears the horn's urging, it will suddenly shake, revealing the essence of the erosion and excitement. Of course, this essence is more likely to be filthy, cowardly, and boring; its owner has no choice.

7. The sky is still light blue and the color is very light. In the blink of an eye, a red glow appeared in the sky, slowly expanding its range and strengthening its light. I know that the sun will rise from the horizon, and I will look at it without looking around. Sure enough, after a while, the small half of the sun appeared in that place, the red is really red, but there is no light. The sun seemed to be step by step and slowly trying to rise. At the end, it finally broke through Yunxia and completely jumped out of the sea. The color was very red. In an instant, this deep red thing suddenly gave off a dazzling light, and the eyes of the people were sore, and the clouds next to it suddenly had brilliance.

8. Listen, it's cold rain. Look, it's cold rain. Sniffing and smelling, that cold rain, hey, that cold rain. Rain on his umbrella, on the umbrella of a million people in the city, on raincoats, on the house, on the antenna. Under the rain in the port of Keelung, on the breakwater, on the ship in the strait, clear this season rain. Rain is a woman and should be the most emotional. The rain is empty and psychedelic, sniffing, refreshing and refreshing, with a little minty aroma. When it was thick, it was a kind of faint sigh of grass and trees. Maybe it was the suffocation of snails and snails. After all, it was a horror. Maybe the underground life on the ground, maybe the memories of the ancient Chinese layers. Stupid and creepy, maybe the plant's subconscious and dreams, that suffocating.

9. I often tell myself and persuade my friends with the phrase "people are such a lifetime." These seven words are easy to say, simple to hear, but deep in thought. It can make me brave when I am weak, become humble when I am proud, become active when I am decadent, become happy when I am in pain, and let me down if I can afford anything, so I call it "being a good drink", "Seven words rumors." ——I often think about the hardships and anger of the world, and if I can’t dispel it, I can’t dissipate it. Didn’t it disappear after a few short years? If so, what can’t be solved? What about it?

10. I like it, I like the colorful spring, because spring can fly the ideal kite. Spring gives us warm sunshine, and we are bathed in golden spring. I like it, I like the spring rain, because the spring rain is so rare and precious. Spring is so vibrant and interesting! I like it, I like the green summer, because I can swim in the pool in the summer. Summer brings joy to children, they are the happiest angels in the summer. I like it, I like the stormy summer, because the summer rain is so bold and crisp. The summer lotus gives us a smile, and the summer lotus leaves show us the charm. I like it, I like the autumn of red leaves, because in the autumn, I can climb the wilderness. Autumn brings good news to people, and the joy of harvest hangs on people's faces. I like it, I like the fall of the cold rain knocking on the window, because the autumn rain is so thoughtless. The colorful autumn leaves a beautiful dream for people. I like it, I like the snowy winter, because I can play snowballs happily in winter. I like it, I like the winter of goose and snow. Because winter snow is so pleasing to the eye. Winter brings special surprises to people, and the scenery of the Northland is so attractive to tourists. People in the snow to draw a famous sled, happy laughter resounded through the clouds.

11. The true nature of the heart is so. Cheng, such as the moonlight, the deep pool, regardless of the rebellious, regardless of the success or failure of the detachment, is the spurs of the horse, ascending the station; the defeat, still dripping through the stone, sinking into the sea, poor and strong, not falling Proud of the shore, there is a reluctance to "have no one, the man is self-improvement." Rong, Jiangshan is still the same, the style is still, just like the sea Wushan, familiar with the years, the glory of the thousands, disdain over the clouds; insult, under the Han Xin, snowy pines, like the feather of the fairy, knowing to step back, broad-sky, refused Because of swearing.

12. In my eyes, this is indeed the most beautiful scenery in the fall. Under the warm autumn days, the fields seem to be burning. Looking at the past, the endless fields are plated with golden light and beautiful, beautiful. Suddenly remembered the words written in the childhood language: Huang Chengcheng, like a piece of gold. It is the beauty of the perspective and the admiration of nature that is instantly twitching. It is the deep vibration of the soul. I didn’t expect that the seemingly ordinary land gave birth to the glory of the season. A plant and a cute little elf danced in the autumn wind with a proud figure, the full and full of rice ears. Singing the autumn hymns with the hottest emotions!

13. The more you go, the wider the field of vision; the more you go, the closer you are to your chest. I seem to hear your heartbeat, so high and powerful, so the money is affectionate. I know that at this moment, your heavy crystals must be hanging high, like a book, and the series of letters are filled with excitement and good news. The particles are shaking the human heart. Perhaps, only knowing your farmer man can truly understand the heavy meaning given by high rendering.

14. Some people will often ask me if I have a good time on a safe day. Why do I have to come out to find a job at this time? In my senior time, I will find a place to play. I will ride a bicycle as before. Mahjong, how good it is to eat a meal. In fact, I am very nostalgic about the days before, I opened the store myself, I have a group of good friends, I go to play together, eat together, go crazy together, but all of them have passed. Everyone knows that the future is long and we have all grown up. Now, you need to think about the future.

15. A bright moon, hanging in the early winter night sky, the cold light is clear all things, the world is quiet. That forgets the river, a boat on the river, coming and going, can not get through the crowds of red dust. Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, and the world is ups and downs a few times. What is life? Life is a void. Cried, laughing and walking, the red dust is not attached. The leaves are dancing and the years are silent. The cold moon cold pool shines on the crane shadow, the residual load is dry and sleepy, the broken bridge is broken, the cold wind blows through the swing, and the worm is full of insects.

16. The sun is warm, harmonious, and non-exclusive. She does not use her own heart to determine the standards of good and evil, beauty and ugliness, right and wrong, she is colorless, intangible and invisible, sprinkled to the void, and shines in all directions. Color is empty, empty is color. Sunlight does not need to be rewarded, nor does it need to be praised. Any rewards and praises are small. Similarly, any suspicion and derogation is futile. Being enemies with the sun is an enemy of yourself. If you can't get through with the sun, you are actually harming yourself. Why do we have to be such a fool?

17. Sunlight is the flower of the sky, and her fragrance cannot be described in words. Sunshine is the feeling of the sky, her romance has no words to describe. Sunshine is the dance of the sky, no one can match her wonderful. The sea is her beautiful daughter, the earth is her docile son, in her warm embrace, we bathe with selflessness and love. It is more noble than selflessness, and more compassionate than big love. Both of them, the sun can be well deserved.

18. The taste of the sun is the taste of happiness. The realm of the sun is the realm of the Buddha. You are happy or not, the sun is here, not dirty. You like or disapprove, the sun is here, no increase or decrease. If you marry her, curse her, she is so silently dedicated. If you marry her or humiliate her, she will give it quietly. Because she dedication, never remember to lose, we only be used to it. Because she gives, whether you want it or not, we should only be natural. So, our parents are the two parents, that's it. Our parents have loved us for a lifetime, compassion for a lifetime, we often only should be, naturally, they are used to it, and even some numbness. What is compassion? The sun is. What is Buddha? Sunshine is. She is always inseparable, silent, everywhere, everywhere.

19. People like the sun, things like the sun, love like the sun, compassion like the sun, the world is everywhere. A warm greeting, a sweet smile, a simple blessing, a little help, a kind move, nothing but the sunshine of our lives. Why don't we collect them and let it shine on our life path, warming us to need a warm heart? There is more sunshine in the bottom of my heart, I am a sun, and what is the wind and rain to be able to pour out the sun?

20. I am like a bird, so it is true. I often hear about the legendary little bird. However, this singer has a ambition to be a singer, and he is sentimental in one place, and his name is "far away." This thing flies high in the sky all day, and the mouth is a branch. If there is fatigue, set the branches in the raft, stand on it, look at the peaks, and stay awake all day long. This touching move, why do not learn what it is, has comforted ourselves.

21. Saying that life is not hard, the road is not sorrowful. Passionate is always ruthless, let the west wind withered trees, a sigh of sorrow, how much from hate, the worms still play the sad. The broken bridge is still there, and people are no longer. The rivers and the Hans are separated, and the children are divided. On the third stone, the former alliance was engraved, and in the blink of an eye, the Qing was negative, and you sang and sang, and I came to the scene. Where is the hometown? Today is strong and tomorrow is weak, when you are strong, you laugh, people are laughed, and the world is cold and cool, do you know? Face-to-face laughter, behind the saliva, smile in the knife, and who is falling down the stone?

22. Who said that autumn means suffering and dying? Autumn is good, life is tenacious, and human hard work and self-improvement are even more eloquent. Even the bleak autumn wind can't kill people's longing for and pursuit of new life. For the sake of the season, for a happier life, generations of farmers have been stalked, what is the bitterness and tiredness? Autumn may be old, will die, but life will be nirvana, hope is always there, brilliant The day is better than one day.

23. Collecting sunshine is actually storing happiness. How much sunshine there is in the world, how much happiness there is. The heart is full of sunshine, full of happiness. When we are one with the sun, it is actually one with happiness. Expand your mind, store more sunshine, and how much sunshine you have, how much happiness you have. When our hearts are like a void, in fact, happiness is as big as a void, so big that there is no margin of space, and there is no time limit.

24. There is no beauty and ugliness in the world, and beauty and ugliness are only in the hearts of people. There is nothing wrong with the world, and it is only in the hearts of people. There is no good or evil in the world. Good and evil are born only because of the heart. It is evil to stand in your perspective, and it may be good to stand in the perspective of others. The sun is almost avenue, and her realm is higher than water. When the water is angry, the sun is not. Her realm is higher than the mountains, when there is an earthquake in the mountains, and the sun does not. The sun is like Buddha light, selfless and uninhibited. The sun is all-inclusive, everything is as usual, as long as you are willing, she will give it to you. You don't, she still gives you. There is no beauty and ugliness in her heart, no right and wrong, no good and evil, she only has compassion, only giving, only warmth. The sun is empty and everything is there. The sun is all-encompassing, and there is nothing in the heart. The sun is like a Buddha's light, and everything is superb. Knowing the sun, I understood the Buddha's heart.

25. Life, every day has a different scene, the people who stayed and the people who left. Listen to the recording every day, start a morning meeting, do training, go online, and start again. It seems that it is a bit lack of oxygen, and it is getting thicker. It's just that every week or one or two weeks, the team will have new people to join, there is fresh blood, and it feels like a new beginning. Every day, the slogan will have three "refueling", and it is not too much.

26. Youth is like a rushing river. If you don’t come back, you can’t say goodbye! As the old boy sang, the memories and emotions we once had have been missed. A poet once said that fault is a short regret. Missing is a regret forever. Was the original wish fulfilled? Has it been a memorial to the present? Only the numbness of me has not been the blood of the year. The singing voice not only represents the change of the temperament, but also for those years. Nostalgia and thoughts that shine with the age of ideals and brilliance. Thus, the impetuous desire to return, the distant become the eternal. Perhaps, from the next moment, those memories will really drift away as time goes by.