That man is the richest whose pleasure are the cheapest.
叼着蘑菇的红松鼠 (© Michael Quinton/Minden Pictures)
Where are the banished immortals? I have no one to accompany me. Huang Tingjian
Just because tangible things will die out one day does not mean that tangible things are worthless.
Time is a gorgeous vine extending forward, and we are the flowers facing each other from afar on this vine. I want to get close to you, but I am afraid that you will slowly wither.
That day, I heard the sound of seeds breaking the ground, subtle and firm.
People who don’t want to talk to you are always “busy”, and people who care about you are always “idle” when they are young
Today’s wind is a little noisy
Under the blue sky, the autumn sun dances in the air, and the light and shadow ripple between heaven and earth. The mature fields opened their arms and palms, absorbed the spirit of heaven and earth, accommodated the desolation of everything, and filled the autumn hills with harvest.
Mother is the giver of maternal love, and we are the ones who get it. In order to give us maternal love, mother has suffered a lot. People often say: our birthday is mother’s Good Friday. Whenever we have a birthday, we never think that this day is mother’s Good Friday. I thank my mother for giving me bright eyes to observe the world; Give me sensitive ears to listen to the world; Gave me a pair of legs, let me walk around the world; Give me a hand, let me transform the world; Most importantly, my mother also gave me a warm heart, which made me cherish life and love the world. Maternal love is a lullaby for mothers when we don’t want to sleep; Maternal love is our careful guidance when we do wrong. We should be grateful for mother’s love and mother. Even if your mother left you, the most precious gift she left you is your pure heart and a long life in a short time.
That is a yearning, but in this rainy day, it has scattered all memories. That’s a reality. On this rainy day, some people stand there waiting foolishly. That’s a real memory. In this rainy day, everything was buried. That shadow is always called cold.
You are lucky to have someone to help you; Nobody helps you, it’s just fate. No one should do anything for you, because you are an ordinary person, life is your own, and you have to be responsible for yourself.
It’s really good to meet.
Stand up and go forward bravely. Don’t you have healthy legs!
Professional skin care, excellent appearance.
It is impossible for the light to shine everywhere. Where there is light, there must be shadows.
In the afternoon of hoeing day, it’s hard to go to work. After one morning, there is still one afternoon. It’s not that I don’t have money to spend. It’s even more painful in my heart. For a good day, hard work is hard work.