People who get older every day talk about it.

Elegance refers to quicksand, and aging is a period of time —— On aesthetic ancient space

Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.

The fate of gathering and parting is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter. My heart is moving, but I feel far away. Things are wrong, people are wrong, things are wrong, and the past cannot be traced. Just because I think, when I look back on you, I miss your dynasty and dusk. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger. Turning around, a wisp of Leng Xiang was far away, the snow was deep and the smile was shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife? One day goes by every year, and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while. Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is longer. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself. Maybe it's the marriage in the last life, maybe it's the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life will only add a fruitless' resentment'. Who should be robbed by whom, who has been obsessed. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession. If life is just like the first time, being a Taoist is not the same. Drink a glass, drink snow, and be at a loss for another year. In me the tiger sniffs the rose. After the feast, I was in tears. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life. A flower and a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life. The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night. Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. As beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning. Spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die. Still water, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy. Dark clouds cover the moon, and people are nowhere to be found. I can't tell you how lonely I am. Leaving you this time, it is the wind, the rain and the night. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. Finally, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River covered the whole world. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. ..... if you don't think about it, you'll never forget it. This is a lonely grave, and there is nowhere to be sad. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea. Never look back, why not? Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names.