The Crazy Cultivator Who Defies Heaven

Walking in a hurry in time, flowers fade and bloom again, spring goes and spring comes back. I have never expected that every mile of my life will be sunny, nor have I prayed for a bright smile every minute of my life. I only wish that the years will be good - it will be sunny. The peaches and plums on the street corners are blooming and blooming quietly, and the lilacs on the roadside are also unknowingly blooming and fragrant. Spring is embracing the coming of the next season with its full bloom. Wandering in this recurring season, enjoying the pleasure of the ever-changing wind and clouds; traveling through the ferry crossings of life, accepting the challenges of the constant raging wind and frost. Only through real experience, only through experience, will you understand that what time gives people is not just the growth of age, nor the arrogance of experience, nor the appearance of gradual aging. What you gain most should be an understanding of the years, an understanding of the world, a gratitude for life, and an attitude towards life. Spring is a season that makes people look forward to the future. It nourishes the soil of time with the delicacy of spring rain. It awakens the fragrance of the years with the tenderness of spring breeze. It sings the prelude of another season of songs with lightness, agility and brightness, kicking off another season of alternation between cold and heat. When life gradually transitions to the end of life, there is no longer any likes and dislikes for any season. Perhaps it is because of a deeper understanding of life and time, and one will follow the four seasons to recuperate and be at peace with oneself. I have learned not to accept easily nor give easily emotionally, and I have learned why there is no need to be overjoyed or overjoyed as long as you try your best materially. Just like the faint interpretation of the greenery of spring, and the quiet transmission of the message of spring. Regardless of the chaos of the world, regardless of the dangers of the world, regardless of the mud of the journey, it blooms and drifts alone. Like most women who like romance and know charm, I like to watch romantic movies and love beautiful love. I will be immersed in the joys and sorrows of Korean dramas with tears in my eyes, making people laugh and worry. But in reality, he is ridiculed as a seemingly heartless person by people who don't know much about him. Who can really understand the reason? This is because he understands emotions. Love has been an eternal topic for thousands of years. No one can really escape it. Who can be excluded? But do you know that the subtext of the deepest meaning of love is responsibility. Love separated from real life and responsibility is just a fireworks show, and it is like a tragic comedy of separation and separation, which ends after a hundred twists and turns. Why don't the good people and wonderful things in the world catch people's eyes and capture their hearts? But because I understand, I just appreciate it, and because I cherish it, I stay away from it. Although the scenery along the way is infinitely beautiful, too much is just passing through a period of life. Maybe, we will continue to pass by each other in the future, but I just want to treat and comfort each other with a gentle and calm mood, and greet and see you off with eyes that are neither far nor near, because I understand, because I am grateful, because I am compassionate, because there are many, many... So I just hope that the years will be good - it will be sunny.

Well written😄😄😄