Let's talk about Daquan 20 14, which is very popular as a summer flower, but only Pinellia ternata.

Say sorry to yourself, because you embarrassed others.

2. [Life is like summer flowers, only Pinellia ternata. ]

I know it's ridiculous to ask you to love me only. I understand that there are some tacit understandings that I must abide by.

Fourthly, I envy Kotaro. He doesn't love his country, but he has the undying love of Big Wolf.

5. When the crayons are gone, when Spongebob is gone, when the bear is gone, when I am gone.

Sixth, when in love, children often lament what virtue they have accumulated in their previous lives; After marriage, couples often wonder what they did in their last life. It is really a world of ice and fire.

Seven, terrible paranoia murdered feelings with sensibility.

Eight, the imperfection in my heart. A little ordinary, but I love him deeply.

Nine, time is not old, we will not be scattered, the sky will not be blue, and I will not be absent.

Life is so short, don't leave us time to wake up with regrets. So love those who are kind to you and forget those who don't cherish you.

I can't tell you exactly where you are, but I just like you.

Twelve, I want three things most in school: long-term love, true friendship and ideal grades.

13. [Being suspicious is also because you don't give me enough sense of security]

Fourteen, I can see that you are like a luxury, even if your eyes are sour, you can't bear to blink.

Fifteen, like you, there will be more nonsense, more love stories and more connections. I want to knead your appearance into a spring and autumn dream.

Sixteen, like a person, then he must be very handsome. You are too narcissistic.

Although unrequited love will not be lovelorn, it is as sad as lovelorn to see someone you like holding hands with others.

18. [Don't wait for good night, and don't squeeze into the crowded world]

We are born to cry because God wants us to live with a smile.

There are many reasons why my mother didn't wake me up. She said there were too many things in my bed, and I couldn't be found everywhere.

Twenty-two, never a person who dares to speak, always a person who can't forget you.

Twenty-three, what do you have to make me miss you all the time?

I hope that no matter which day in the future, I am qualified to stand by you with the most unquestionable attitude.

Twenty-five, one day I will put everything down and have no scruples.

I thought of him unconsciously in the dead of night, but I missed him without heartache.

Everyone cares about whether I fly high or not, and few people care about whether I am tired or not.

28. At that time, the teenager finally grew up and erased the once rough sunshine.

Twenty-nine, I'm not as strong as I thought. But unexpectedly stubborn.

I think you just don't love me if you ignore me.

It rains in every city, just as I miss you everywhere.

Thirty-one, breaking up, he is the one who suffers, not you. Because his appreciation level is not enough, he is not qualified to appreciate you!

32. If you have a foodie friend around you, you must be very thin.

Thirty-three, you are my sunshine, and I can't refuse even if I want to.

Sing her the lyrics you made up. Guess what my mood is.

Have you ever found that when girls are really angry, they don't cry, they don't make trouble, but they don't talk?

It is a fact that no matter who is in love, the distance will be widened.

37. Love bought by face will be torn up one day.

Don't let go of my hand, no matter what I do, okay?

One day, I will set you free, give you space, and give you bohemian behavior.

Even if you hurt me, I still smile because I finally let you look at me.

40. Without practice, there is no right to speak. Don't point fingers at others until you have walked their way.

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1. In fact, "I'm sorry" is as heavy as "I love you". People who say "I'm sorry" are not necessarily sad, because every "I'm sorry" has failed to live up to a good intention.

The most persistent love in the world is to love a person with the purest heart and bear it with all the strength of life. If you have loved this in your life, even if you love summer flowers and only open Pinellia, you have no regrets.

I can give up everything for you, but I just can't give up you.

Perfection is an embarrassing generosity, and no one wants to give up his happiness.

5. Some people pass by, and it is too late to meet;

Some people have met and have no time to know each other;

Some people know each other and have no time to get familiar with them;

Some people are familiar with it and have no time to fall in love.

6. When Pinellia ternata blooms, it loves to be buried elsewhere.

7. No matter how deep your feelings were, once you lose them, you will always forget each other, many-hued.

Tagore was born like summer flowers.

Let life be as beautiful as flo in summer and leaves in autumn.

Spread poetry

Life is frivolous again and again.

Frivolous and tireless

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1

I hear echoes, from the valley and the heart.

Harvesting an empty soul with a lonely sickle

Repeated refusal, repeated happiness.

There are swaying oases in the desert.

I believe in myself.

Born like bright summer flowers

Not afraid of being unbeaten, like fire.

Bear the burden of heartbeat and breathing.

Enjoy it forever

2

I hear music, from moonlight and body.

Assist extreme bait to capture ethereal beauty.

Life is full of intense and naive.

There are always memories throughout the world.

I believe in myself.

Death is like a beautiful autumn leaf.

Don't be full of confusion and gestures.

Even if it withers, it will retain the pride of plump muscles and clear bones.

Extremely mysterious and profound

three

I hear love, and I believe in love.

Love is a struggling blue-green algae.

Like a sad wind

Through my bleeding veins

Belief in the garrison years

four

I believe I can hear everything.

Even foresee separation and meet another self.

And some moments are impossible to grasp.

No matter east or west, what is lost will never come back.

Look at my hairpins, they are blooming all the way.

I missed some frequently and was deeply moved by wind, frost, rain and snow.

five

Prajna paramita, let me know.

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.

What do you care about having?

Translated by Zheng Zhenduo

Tagore's poems are like summer flowers.

Tagore's poems are like summer flowers.

Let life be as beautiful as summer flowers.

(Tagore)

Life is frivolous again and again.

Frivolous and tireless

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one

I hear echoes, from the valley and the heart.

Harvesting an empty soul with a lonely sickle

Repeated refusal, repeated happiness.

There are swaying oases in the desert.

I believe in myself.

Born like bright summer flowers

Without fear, the devil is like fire.

Bear the burden of heartbeat and breathing.

Enjoy it forever

two

I hear music, from moonlight and body.

Assist extreme bait to capture ethereal beauty.

Life is full of intense and naive.

There are always memories throughout the world.

I believe in myself.

Death is like a beautiful autumn leaf.

Don't be full of confusion and gestures.

Even if it withers, it will retain the pride of plump muscles and clear bones.

Extremely mysterious and profound

three

I hear love, and I believe in love.

Love is a struggling blue-green algae.

Like a sad wind

Through my bleeding veins

Belief in the garrison years

four

I believe I can hear everything.

Even foresee separation and meet another self.

And some moments are impossible to grasp.

No matter east or west, what is lost will never come back.

Look at my hairpins, they are blooming all the way.

I missed some frequently and was deeply moved by wind, frost, rain and snow.

five

Prajna paramita, let me know.

Life is like summer flowers and death is like autumn leaves.

What do you care about having?

Appreciate life like summer flowers.

Life lies in breathing, and love is on the verge of gain and loss.

Since its birth, it is as gorgeous as summer flowers! Since you love, you have to give all your emotions!

Because of too much experience, because of too much experience, we always inadvertently lost a gorgeous mood that we should have. Watching the silence of the rain is always unreasonable and messy sadness. Watching the sunset is inexplicably dry and sour. That elegance and freshness have been washed away by years, and that passion and freedom have been sealed in the deepest place by time! As if a person wandering in the gray space! Maybe emotional people are more likely to do this, but they can still make themselves so sad because they can't get rid of their thoughts and emotions.

Because of life, we are destined not to leave this world, and this world is destined to have someone, and there must be someone who loves and hates. Who can really get rid of it and get away with it? In that case, why not let life be as gorgeous as summer flowers, because life is not only the existence of life, but also the existence of too many emotions. When you can really be gorgeous, you will inadvertently find that you are happy. That pain is just a beautiful memory and a mature footprint. We can't avoid meeting, we can't escape that kind of tacit understanding, and life will never just meet like before. A beautiful story is often a tragedy. Life is gorgeous, love is gorgeous, even if everything is like a passing cloud in the end!

Life is long and short. In fact, the only person who has accompanied me through life is myself. From the moment of birth to the moment of death, only the people who accompanied us through a journey are so worth cherishing, because they let me realize all the emotions in the world, family ties with blood thicker than water, like-minded friendship and accompanying love. No matter how many joys and sorrows we had, how much helplessness we had, we all had that kind of emotion. Isn't such a rich possession enough to make our life as gorgeous as summer flowers?

When our eyes are dim, when we look back on the past, some of them must be from the heart, such as a favorite saying of Buddhism: one flower a day, one grass a world, one tree a bodhi, one soil a Buddha, one pure land, one smile, one dust, pure heart, heart like a lotus! So quiet, so detached Because of the brilliance of life, death is so beautiful!

Now that you are born, you will be as gorgeous as summer flowers; Die indifferent, but die if the autumn leaves are beautiful.