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Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter
Realistic Fiction春夏秋冬日
Xinghua Day
This human theater is essentially a soulful and soulful performance. Every traveler who travels through this world carries a unique life script - it may be ups and downs like a thunderstorm, or it may be as clear as a stream; it may be as blazing as a wildfire burning in the wilderness, or it may be as lonely as a star in a cold pond. It's better to sit peacefully in the corridor of time. Be an open-minded listener and a compassionate appreciator. ? Don't rush to analyze right and wrong, and don't judge right and wrong arbitrarily. Just looking gently at the characters who are ups and downs in the plot, it's like watching the four seasons flow, flowers blooming and falling. And walk slowly. The world is full of chaos like thousands of streams. We only have a clear heart and walk slowly among the streets of the story. Look at the grievances gathering and dispersing like clouds, watching the friendship emerging like stars, and watching the invisible pen of fate outline the vicissitudes of reaching the same destination through different paths, or the despair of going completely opposite directions on different life sheets. And Xu Yin. For the regret that the wrong person passed by, I chanted half the remaining words, for the excitement of meeting on the narrow road, I made half a sound, and for the relief that the dust has settled, I warmed half the moonlight... What I sing is about other people's experiences, but what I see is the background of the world that is common to all living beings - the itch of not wanting, the pain of separation from love, the cocoon of resentment and resentment, are originally the birthmarks of life that we all share. ? Why bother? Why get stuck? Cut half a foot of flowing cloud into a mat and place it calmly. In this vast narrative scroll, be a passer-by with a smile on your lips, touching every soul mark with your eyes - neither startled nor disturbed, neither welcomed nor rejected.
This human theater is essentially a soulful and soulful performance. Every traveler who travels through this world carries a unique life script - it may be ups and downs like a thunderstorm, or it may be as clear as a stream; it may be as blazing as a wildfire burning in the wilderness, or it may be as lonely as a star in a cold pond. It's better to sit peacefully in the corridor of time. Be an open-minded listener and a compassionate appreciator. ? Don't rush to analyze right and wrong, and don't judge right and wrong arbitrarily. Just looking gently at the characters who are ups and downs in the plot, it's like watching the four seasons flow, flowers blooming and falling. And walk slowly. The world is full of chaos like thousands of streams. We only have a clear heart and walk slowly among the streets of the story. Look at the grievances gathering and dispersing like clouds, watching the friendship emerging like stars, and watching the invisible pen of fate outline the vicissitudes of reaching the same destination through different paths, or the despair of going completely opposite directions on different life sheets. And Xu Yin. For the regret that the wrong person passed by, I chanted half the remaining words, for the excitement of meeting on the narrow road, I made half a sound, and for the relief that the dust has settled, I warmed half the moonlight... What I sing is about other people's experiences, but what I see is the background of the world that is common to all living beings - the itch of not wanting, the pain of separation from love, the cocoon of resentment and resentment, are originally the birthmarks of life that we all share. ? Why bother? Why get stuck? Cut half a foot of flowing cloud into a mat and place it calmly. In this vast narrative scroll, be a passer-by with a smile on your lips, touching every soul mark with your eyes - neither startled nor disturbed, neither welcomed nor rejected.