If the heart is indifferent, the years are shallow; If you are warm, life will be safe.

Sitting in a smoky season, cooking rain in time, making a pot of tea, enjoying the fragrance, leisurely in the years.

Shallow with a touch of indifference, quietly enjoying the prosperity, looking for a trace of warmth, elegant poem, drunk world of mortals.

Appreciate the years and express life simply.

Crossing the world of mortals, pushing open the door of years, along the thread of memory,

Dancing, the heart is full of fragrance, graceful and restrained in the past.

Swaying in the water, smart in the streamer of the season.

Life is picturesque and the heart is like a flower. Like water, it is warm.

Leaning against the window sill of time, holding a cup of fragrant tea,

Far away, dreaming with a veil, I am drunk in the dream.

The stormy weather shook the red patches on the ground.

On the dust, along the way, some fate, destined to pass by.

Some feelings are doomed to be missed. Some love, but a ray of it has eroded the bones.

Only with love, life is not lonely and the world is not quiet.

Because of love, I feel bitter; Because of acacia, I feel love;

The past years can't be revisited, but we can look back; Loved people can't be together, but they can remember;

Tears can't be recovered, but they can be tasted.

All experiences are the faint fragrance left by time.

The joys and sorrows of past life, time knows, years know, you and I both know.

Yes, it's an elegant scenery. Understanding is a string of happy notes.

When happiness comes, accept it bravely. When happiness is far away from you, let it go.

Meeting is a kind of fate; Knowing each other is a tacit understanding; Love is a kind of happiness.

The happiness we insist on will not last long. This is our happiness. We cherish and care for each other.

The heart will understand the ups and downs of life, and the heartache will not be said, and I will experience it myself.

Because we know that life will not be smooth sailing.

There is a feeling, sometimes melancholy, sometimes tangled, but quietly entangled, hidden in the bottom of my heart,

Because we know that life is not always full of people.

That kind of heartbreak, that kind of pain, let us experience this world.

That sadness, that pain, let us taste life.

Time is a ship, and the heart is a helmsman.

Sometimes love is just a gesture, and the heart will be intoxicated.

Sometimes life is just indifferent, and the heart will bloom.

What about many disappointments? After crossing this river, there will be a shore.

It must be a long way over this mountain.

Through the world of mortals, if you are in the morning and evening.

Occasionally, some inexplicable little sadness climbs into the sky.

Occasionally, some inexplicable little bitterness will string into my heart.

Over time, the dust drifted away. People live in this world, and some losses are inevitable.

Some happiness comes with it. When you are happy, calm as dust; When you are lost, silence is like a flower.

Some gains and losses, calmly, some pay, regardless of the results, some troubles, but also human nature.

Actually, life is bittersweet. Relax, naturally happier, less trouble.

Perseverance will inevitably lead to less happiness and more troubles. There is always some feeling, touching.

There is always some parting, which is frustrating. There are always some languages that are sad.

There are always some emotions, which is clear. Since there are some things we can't choose, let it be.

Some people, we can't forget, let it be indifferent.

Some feelings, we can not let go, let it quietly hidden in the depths of the years.

Because of the years, it will settle in the past. Time flies and memories will be mottled.

Indifferent, will embrace happiness. Looking at the distance, a beautiful and warm time;

Smile, the spirit rhymes with the fleeting time; A light rain, clear the world;

Flowers are cool in one season, and there are four seasons in the cycle.

All the clouds in the world have their own destiny. As long as the smile is warm, the heart will be suddenly enlightened.

Life is brilliant because of years. Years are quiet and beautiful because of indifference.

Time flies, some melancholy, some exile, some gains and losses, be optimistic.

The poems of the years compose a lotus-like artistic conception.

The picture of life, the light flowers of ink and wash, the aestheticism of time and the eternity of time.

Let life become a wisp of glitz, keep the world half fresh, and make the mood as bright as water, as light as tea and as quiet as Zen.

In the hustle and bustle, a complex heart is precipitated, floating to the world, bouncing off the dust and living indifferently.

After vicissitudes of life, I know the beauty of life.

Only by being indifferent to your own heart can you understand the vastness of the world. There are ups and downs in life, and there are joys and sorrows in life.

Sitting alone in the world of mortals, listening to the footsteps of time,

Looking at the distant green hills, enjoying the sunset, watching the clouds, wandering around.

Shallow years and carefree life are gradually relieved in a cup of tea, and simplicity is the source of happiness.

Indifferent and ordinary is the true meaning of life.

I believe that the fragrance in my eyes makes butterflies come naturally; If the heart is indifferent, the years are shallow; If you are warm, life will be safe.