春天

小编: 夜雨声烦在孤舟

The breeze blowing through the kneading, as if the tree reserved, cut leaf feelings bloom flower jade Yan Cuiwei, spring spring, a zither. Water soluble, swept away a chilly cold, warm spring breeze into the handle, the pattern of inner enthusiasm and firm and inflexible performance of life.

The north, the amount of time and season of flowers, qingqingke new, and not the face, the ten in the spring breeze, like an old friend.

But, also about the castle meet, a lonely heart go in the mountains between Mo, Qujingtongyou, change of scenery for the spring has a different kind of mood, this is the last green tree down, flower is the flower of last year? Like an old friend, and did not have any gaps, just met the meeting must be met.

Thoughts, always with the wind, the rain drops into the flower, leaf, swaying in the heart is met to seek a meeting a heart, enduring as the universe, the lonely time to sit down, sit with the old, keep a lonely and feel the days went by, and so to see the daily breeze again, to know.

A call to the students, let the thoughts ponder over the past years, a smile will let the heart and the past and embrace, the grass is green home, sad and depressed feeling of the country road, who steps could still take home long back stick, etc..

When the late spring coldness, my indoor more than a pot of plum, a pot of Camellia, is a "heart" of the gift, I know love, especially Mei, I find a good long time not. Two flowers' back, elegant and graceful love meI some more, the first meeting, already let their love can not be made, such as to meet an old friend, shuyinghengxie Qiong, little bud to expect unlimited, plum Amberpack fragrance, branches of blooming night back, "the same month for its own window it is different with the plum blossom," a quality suggestive of poetry or painting.

Read and write the past Mei, Mei, only in poetry reading, in his heart, try to figure out for thousands of times, now, she is silently open in his sight this bustling spring mood, thinking of the Song Dynasty in Lukai a Fan Ye: Jiangnan nothing, a gift to chat spring branch. Now, in the spring of Dalian, also can have her, is a treasure.

In fact, life in the pros and cons, and years of peer, regardless of whether you are rich or poor, there are gains and losses, there are joys and sorrows, and never any difference. As long as, can retrieve the original heart in this journey, is looking for a happy heart, but don't get lost in any of the things, in every spring recovery of all things, can find their first in ordinary things, you are wise.

The life story of daxitaibei, if can change radically, and that should be put aside like yesterday, on New Year's Eve fireworks in little falls on the noise of all scattered, after the lonely cold. Empty heart cup, in the spring, back to the starting point, the enthusiasm of life can be delivered to the spring breeze, spring breeze is still attached to the pure, kind, and pray for a year, a year of peace, abundance of harvest, a family harmony, a thriving and prosperous country.

This spring, also as usual and uncertain, volatile, the mood has been subdued, Buddhism enlightenment, a Bodhi Heart can set the hearts of a multitude of things, a Amitabha chant, it is gorgeous vernal scenery.

In the constant spring, a heart to meditation,

Spring, plum India, like an old friend.