On the night of the bright moon and the breeze, the boat flows in the middle, where the boat arrives, wine tasting and flute, this situation has never been romantic. Just like walking home last night, the stars were all over the sky at that time. In the distance of the field, the lights were connected into a line. The night was slightly cool and the wind was cold and silent, which made me feel particularly comfortable. The world becomes tired and fretful without knowing what to do. Such an environment can calm down and think about something.
Some people live a smooth life, their families show off, their individuals are outstanding, and the benefits of the world are gathered. Some people are gentle and have friends all over the world. Some people are steadfast and hard-working, and they can achieve something in middle age if they devote their whole life to pursuing the fame and honor of the world. These people were all integrated into the secular world and gained the recognition of the secular world. There is another kind of person who does not deal with things from the secular perspective. It is hard to be born, has a bad life, is wandering in the arena, and has no return to the place where the heart is in the world. The fame and fortune have never been paid attention to, and everyone likes it without demanding. Only this last kind of people can feel the breeze and the bright moon, and can sing the mountains and torture life. Such as Huang laoxie, Yang Guo’s eccentric, not bound by the world, prefer to sing in the arena. The peculiarity that the world thinks is just that they don’t want to be classified into a certain kind of people in their hearts. They even ruin their reputation and don’t care about it. I am a madman of Chu, and the song of Feng Song in nine days is like howling in the mountains, like the rolling of rivers and seas, and the strong wind drives trees. If you are crazy, you will be crazy. Of course, secular affairs will not be discussed from secular perspective. I will write my own perspective, whatever you say about secular affairs?
Thinking but not seeing, thinking but not reaching, Heart has nothing to return. Often I tremble, not deeply grieved? The desolation and loss of life is like being buried by ice and snow, cold and numb, and thorough heart. Husi Ruan Ji traveled by car, and went back with no road to cry. Life was alive. There was never a new road, but the road to return was paved under his feet. But he didn’t want to go back. What he wanted in his heart could not reach him, bleeding caused by injury.
All people are fascinated by the immortals in the picture. No one loves the best in the world. They don’t like others to care about themselves, but I care about myself.
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