Make it easy with the wind
Make it easy with the wind
The memory that time is light, the fresh breeze is swept and passed, it is very misted to blow afloat!
If in love must separate, have you chosen to bear firmly in mind forever or go lightly gradually? Love, always let people’s heart flicker for it, such as the candle light in that wind, sometimes like, sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes melancholy, it is very difficult for you to go to grasp its whereabouts, can only let one’s own mood things wave even because of arrival of the wind. And will write down the eternal trace on the sensitive heart in separation that is destined, that is the scar that a meeting only hides at any time, have nothing to do and forget, jumped out suddenly only when the heart totally relaxes, bring a burst of shouting pain, the undisguised pendulum is in front of you! In fact, will not choose the right that is forgotten and born firmly in mind for you in life. The way of time is being extended forward, along the way of life with muddy frustration, passed by the trials and hardships, the ones that want to remember would went on the way lightly, and thought oneself has already been forgotten, will remember while stopping for a rest on a walking tour under some piece of familiar shade!
If the love is a slice of maple leaf red as fire, that destiny is wind which blows the deciduous son, time is that loess burying the maple leaf! Let the love accept the arrangement of destiny with the wind, this leaf red as fire should be air-dried or extended that taking good care of in life forever, buried, looked for this happiness loved by the next lifetime by the loess. Don’t let oneself be sad. The flower blooms and falls, flowing water floating clouds all have splendid and leisurely one’s own one, perhaps the flower does not have one hundred days red, flowing water like feeling of flowing perhaps, cloud have, go place perhaps, like, have long ten thousand years perhaps, but the red enthusiasm that they once went too far, take a walk in the free sky, in the annual constant growth of Central China of flowing water, going through, realize, samsara of giving up and passing the imperial examinations!
Let the love no longer dance with the sentimental note with the wind. Round moon day in the sky, sow one seed that hope, let, grow up of the wind with it!