Let's talk in a quiet yard.

When we are old, we will find a small courtyard to comfort our life's hard work.

Let time slip slowly through your fingers, don't worry about your future life, it doesn't matter if you have money or not, unload the fatigue of life and give up the prosperity of the city.

We walked hand in hand, listening to the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, watching a wisp of smoke curl up and smelling the fragrance floating in the distance. When you are tired of walking, sit on the grass and talk about your past life, or both of you don't talk, it's quiet and you can hear your heartbeat.

Sunset, bridges flowing, ancient roads and westerly winds, white walls and gray tiles, swallows whispering, ducklings croaking, puppies barking ... everything is free, everything is what I want.

After a lifetime, put down what should be put down, and forget what can't be put down.

We lived in seclusion together, in an unknown town, in a quiet little yard. When the sunshine has climbed over the windowsill and squeezed in through the gap, it's time to get up, stretch, open the window, enjoy the lazy sunshine and bask in the wet mood.

When the last sunset is out of sight, we cook together, you cut vegetables and I wash the pot; You steam rice and I wash rice. We cook together, even if it tastes bad, it is a kind of happiness, and no one will blame anyone.

Above the yard, there are stars winking at us. Perhaps they are jealous of our life, otherwise, the stars are so bright, as if a person is trying to open his eyes. The moon showed half its face and peeped at what was happening in the yard. The water tank in the corner exposed the "conspiracy" of the moon and reflected it on the water.

In fact, the wind is the most beautiful thing in the yard. When the wind blows, the flowers are overflowing, flowers bloom in spring, moonlight in the lotus pond in summer, chrysanthemums in autumn and plum blossoms in winter. Which season can there be no flowers? As soon as I got to the city, there were concrete everywhere, and all the weeds and wild flowers were gone. That kind of life makes us miss too many beautiful things. In the rest of our lives, we should make up for the beauty of flowers.

The most beautiful realm of life is "simple elegance".

There is a Taoist view called "Avenue to Simplicity". In other words, simplicity is happiness. The simpler the life, the higher the realm. Everything that bothers you is extremely complicated, just like a huge spider web, which traps you and makes you unable to move.

Once, we lost ourselves in the city. I always thought that making a lot of money, having a big house and a luxury car was happiness. The bigger the city you live in, the more face you have, which proves your success. We are controlled by the desire for money and lose the freedom of life.

When a person reaches a certain age, he suddenly realizes that he really doesn't need too many things, and the more he needs, the more confused he is. Learn to subtract so that you can go into battle lightly and fly like a fly.

Life is a process. There are good scenery along the way, but you forget to look at the scenery. Your eyes are fixed on money and interests, and you are thinking about a big house and a good car. Only by living in a small courtyard can we find the lost scenery.

Find a time to take a nap in the yard, close your eyes and reflect on life. Those things you have experienced are like a book, a black-and-white movie, which is played back in your mind. Too many details, can't remember, too many troubles, you can laugh it off later.

The ultimate beauty of life is nothing more than a simple life. There is no utilitarian heart, no care about gains and losses, no care about how much money there is, no need to look at other people's faces, and no need to worry about unemployment.

After 50, people don't want to deal with others more and more, but want to grow old with the people they love.

"When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy, when you are old and can't walk, take a nap by the fire and recall your youth ..." The older you get, the more you like to be alone. A person is sleepy, a person feels young, a person grows old slowly, a person sees the world, a person drinks, and a person enjoys flowers. ......

It would be better if you still have someone you love with you. If not, it doesn't matter. Happiness is your own. If not, why take it out on others?

People who can really hold hands for a lifetime can enjoy prosperity with you and keep loneliness and loneliness with you. The person who laughs with you doesn't want to cry with you, so don't stay; You can't expect that person who spends a lot of money and complains that you don't make much money to accompany you for life.

The best love is to follow the fate and let nature take its course. The twisted melon is not sweet, and the forced fate doomed love and disaster. At fifty, no matter who you associate with, let nature take its course. Let the emotional world become clean and the mood become clean.

Believe in yourself, love and the future. In this life, be a kind person, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and there will always be people who will never leave. The man who will accompany you to your old age is as kind as you.

Dear people, when we are old, can we find a small yard to comfort our life's hard work?

Busy all my life, I'm really tired, so I might as well stop and have a good rest. Sick and sick, that's all. Being alive is the greatest meaning, so why bother? It is better to pursue a better life than to pursue something.

The older you get, the slower the pace of life, which is a beautiful life; You are always chasing after interests and time, but you are just struggling to the end of your life-death.

Perhaps, when we are all old, it will be the most pleasant life to have a small yard, plant some flowers and plants, and raise a few chickens, ducks and a puppy. In the dark, it will also be "returning to nature".

If you are still strong, plant some peach trees on the hillside and wait quietly for the arrival of spring and the surprise of "thousands of trees and flowers". Love is sweeter.

Sanshengshi Sanli Peach Blossom, as long as you are there, I will be there, and beauty will never leave.

Author: coarse grains in cloth.

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