In life, it's not that beauty is lacking, but rather the eyes to discover it. I know for sure that I haven't grown the eyes that can invent beauty, but my eyes can find landscapes that please myself. The scenery in my eyes is actually in the back garden of our broadcasting and television station. It has almost become a habit to often eat...
The city of hurt passed by under the eyelashes, whose landscape, whose heart. Published date: August 1, 2011.
A person, walking in a strange city, listening to sad music, watching unfamiliar scenery. We are all searching; life is the process of seeking love. Everyone will encounter three kinds of people: those you love, those who love you, and those with whom you spend your entire life. Not every pair of lovers destined to fall in love have the fate to be together forever...
The moon was already high, and the morning light shone. The sunlight at seven o'clock was like the best first-grade jasmine tea, golden, bright, clear, fragrant, flowing open in the Yinkuo Studio. The owner of the Yinkuo Studio, Zidan, leaned forward, half-closed his eyes, smiled on his face, and was earnestly conversing with his ink and brush. He and them, were like...
The dreamlike scenery was published on March 28, 2011.
On the phoenix tree, the fiery red flowers were wantonly blooming. A strong wind blew, and then the red and green rain gently sprinkled down. The old man's small repair stand gained extra charm due to these showers of petals. Every day, going to work or returning from work, he could be seen busy under the tree, repairing bikes or carving...
The scenery in the Yinkuo Studio was published on July 12, 2011.
In May, the windows were dyed with locust fragrance. Dressed in plain clothes and holding an empty fan, I strolled from the edge of my gaze to the clouds. My mood softened under the sunlight, but how could you see that my slightly pursed lips had already bent into a picture of sorrow. I quietly moved my grass sandals, passing this road without your scenery. By the long embankment,...
The fleeting scenery was published on May 25, 2011.
[Life Insights] Life is a journey filled with unknowns. What matters is the scenery along the way, and the mood to enjoy the scenery. The journey will not end because of beautiful scenery. The roads we have walked become the scenery behind us, unable to look back, unable to linger. If we pause now, we will miss even better scenery, so keep moving forward...
The scenery of the bridge was published on August 19, 2011.
The old family scenery, written as idle talk, was published on July 19, 2011.
A person, walking in a strange city, listening to sad music, watching unfamiliar scenery was published on July 10, 2011.
From the moment I received the text message, I have been uneasy. Various possibilities flashed through my mind, worrying about the fate of the mountains, feeling indescribable emotions - sympathy, reluctance, helplessness, heartache? These mountains that have nurtured generation after generation of us may change ownership and suffer massive deforestation...
After the beginning of autumn, the autumn wind hurriedly reported to the earth. Perhaps due to insufficient reserves, this initial autumn wind blew softly, completely lacking the strength to sweep away fallen leaves. When the autumn wind rose, it brought a similarly soft autumn rain, the wind singing and the rain following, evoking much autumn conversation...
Far away on the horizon, you are the rosy clouds of Danxia; in the clear autumn lake, you are the hazy moon shadow; in the clear sky with cranes flying above the clouds, you are the poetic inspiration soaring to the blue sky; in the winter night when the east wind blows and ten thousand pear trees bloom, you are the eternal grandeur and romance. You, are a scenery, shining brightly in my heart! You are just such a view...
A lifetime of appearances, passing scenery. In the red dust world, we pass each other by, in the end, who is whose scenery? I only know that when distance is no longer a barrier, we will surely meet, forming water, condensing into ice, or even turning into dust. I hope you are my most beautiful scenery, and I am the one you've been waiting for. This...
The flowers in front of the door have bloomed, pinkish red, with a faint fragrance. Spring arrived silently. These days, I've been cooped up at home, like outdated food gone moldy, ignoring the beauty that has always been around me. I've walked back and forth on this street countless times, but each time it was alone...
The scenery on the road was published on June 14, 2011.
The scenery outside the window... was published on April 10, 2011.
The study should be deep, the railing should be curved, the trees should be sparse, the ivy should hang greenly. The seats, railings, and windows should be clean and clear like autumn water. The bed should exude a smoky atmosphere. The ink pool and writing desk should frequently emit floral fragrance. To read books with such protection brings joy to thousands of volumes. Even immortal caves are not worth envying. Ming dynasty notes often carry a petty-bourgeois sentiment, as shown in Wu Cong's writings...
The eternal scenery was published on April 16, 2011.
Cherishing every scene in life's journey was published on May 29, 2011.
Following the pleasant scenery was published on May 23, 2011.
After the rain, the most beautiful scenery was published on June 20, 2011.
Life is a journey full of unknowns, what matters is the scenery along the way, published on May 15, 2011.
[Flowing Years] On the side of a building, several workers wearing straw hats rested and chatted. The noon sun licked the shadows cast by the building. The gates of the building were wide open, and on the spread-out bamboo mat lay a person taking a nap. Recalling childhood, the bamboo mats on the ground carried countless sweats...
At dusk, while pulling the curtains, occasionally looking up at the sunset in the twilight, red, round, quietly hanging in the west sky. Seemingly near yet far, instantly, surprise and joy cannot be expressed in words. The warmth and dynamic beauty it gives makes me drunk, forgetting everything...
Some people and some things are thus clearly etched in the scenery along the way, published on June 6, 2011.
Walking through scenery without you was published on May 25, 2011.
An individual's scenery was published on June 1, 2011.
Under the umbrella in the autumn wind, the scenery was published on August 24, 2011.
Climbing the mountain on Dragon Boat Festival was perilous. On Dragon Boat Festival, a friend invited me to climb the mountain. Having not participated in outdoor activities for a long time, I readily agreed. Thus, my first climb of the year began before Dragon Boat Festival. This time, we climbed one of the thousand mountains called Doumu Palace, starting from the back mountain. Just after...
When all the scenery has been seen through, accompany me to watch the gentle flow of water, published on May 21, 2011.
Racing all day, I closed my weary eyes but couldn't fall asleep. The figure of a middle-aged couple in the train carriage wouldn't leave my mind. They were just an ordinary couple, so ordinary that they wouldn't stand out in a crowd. Yet, I often remembered them, unforgettable for their...
In the afternoon, suddenly a shower fell from the crystal-clear sunshine. Sparse rain lines danced gracefully between heaven and earth, dancing out a piece of pure blue sky, dancing out a piece of bright land, dancing out a refreshing and bright world. The trees after the rain are the most beautiful scenery. They gladly accept nature's bath...
The scenery in the study was published on August 5, 2011.
Some people and some things are thus clearly etched in the scenery along the way. I learned to be steady, to tell lies, to be calm, to be silent, to be patient. The happiness in the twists and turns shattered into pieces of glass scattered on the ground, I stood in the wind sweeping them into the darkest corner of my heart, never to...
Previously, I only had weird dreams, now they've upgraded. Often waking up crying or laughing. If I wake up crying, I can still remember the dream. If I wake up laughing, I'll completely forget it. Members in the postgraduate group show a trend of low-age and low-intelligence, their language so immature...
Spring goes and autumn comes, flowers bloom and wither. Those beauties slowly blossomed and then slowly faded, as if they had never come. Actually, there's no need to be sad. When I see the flourishing flowers falling all over the ground, I feel that those withered petals are also a kind of beauty. Even if they're not beauty, they prove beauty once existed. When the moon is full, it wanes...
Mountains are the eternal scenery in my heart, published on June 11, 2011.
A lifetime's appearance, passing scenery, published on July 16, 2011.
It's staying up all night leading to throat discomfort, it's internal heat causing incessant coughing. You came together unexpectedly, brewing my disaster. It's the changing seasons exchanging darkness, it's the darkness achieving sleep. Confusion invades my vision, expectation keeps calling out. It's the helplessness of being inexperienced, it's my resistance to the inevitable journey...
Actually, the bridge scenery is not scenery, it's people. More specifically, it's a father-son pair, a white-haired elder and his black-haired son. Due to the heat, I went to the bridge to cool off as usual, sitting on the bench between the two northernmost pillars of the bridge. Because it rained in the afternoon, the places on the bench where no one sat were wet...
The road of harmony is a road of peace, a happy road. The scenery along the way. The road of harmony starts with harmony, which begins with unity, starting from ourselves, from our body and mind. The harmony in the womb is the joy of life. Inside mom's belly, our...
The scenery under the phoenix tree was published on June 20, 2011.
The scenery around us was published on April 17, 2011.
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, thoughts of parents become increasingly strong. That longing is like a delicate orchid in a narrow neck bottle, standing in front of the autumn window, happily tired. I love the Western Thanksgiving Day. On that day, we eat turkey, pumpkin pies, and cranberry sauce. On that day, wherever you are, ...
In the early 1990s, I was taught by an unscrupulous old man. At that time, young and full of aspirations, I have cherished memories ever since. I was born in a beautiful village by the river. It's beautiful because my hometown has no coal, no geological disasters...
In love, perhaps everyone is foolishly waiting for a fruitless result. But on the path of love, accompanying love to enjoy the scenery is quite nice. Three months of waiting isn't stubborn foolishness, isn't obstinate rigidity, isn't obsessive obsession. It's loving, missing, unwilling to let go. Getting used to paying attention to you, getting used to listening...
We are still young, take a few more steps, appreciate the scenery along the way, don't rush to reach the destination and miss the warm people and things in the years; while we are still young, say more romantic words, do more mature things, don't be laughed at and miss the most wonderful moments and places in life;...
On the road, accompany love to enjoy the scenery, published on June 22, 2011.
Nineteen-story building, I live on the second floor. Ten meters away from the window, there is a low wall covered by shrubs, and inside the shrubbery, there is a public toilet. Living here feels like living in a dark basement, next to a public restroom. Unable to enjoy the distant plains view, the constant smell of feces is truly unbearable...
The back garden is full of scenery, published on May 18, 2011.
I am a person who loves bright scenery, loving the deep and serene azure sky, loving the pure white and leisurely drifting clouds, loving the vast and expansive emerald fields, loving the clear and enchanting rippling streams. Such beauty makes one's eyes sparkle, uplifts one's mood, and invigorates the spirit. Also...
[Beautiful Heart Language] 1. The city of pain under the eyelashes passed through whose scenery, whose heart. 2. I sailed against the wind in the snowstorm of memories, and you performed conversion in someone else's dictionary. 3. I sang with my bare hands, you played Chopin, but blinded my eyes, is it the tragedy of destiny, or the pain of the cycle. 4. I prayed...
We are still young, take a few more steps, appreciate the scenery along the way, published on May 30, 2011.
The most beautiful scenery was published on March 22, 2011.
You, are a scenery, shining brightly in my heart, published on June 3, 2011.
Autumn is the most mature scenery, published on July 26, 2011.