I don’t know how many people have seen Muslim funerals, but few friends have heard of them. Why are there such differences among the same age? Maybe I still live in the last S? My wish is just those faint flowers, which are placed in the light moonlight with the wind, longing for those inexplicable touches and believing in the potential eternal persistence and beauty of human beings, and waiting for what to sacrifice everything, to pursue the pure and beautiful sword of soul that does not even exist in life. The Wishing of the year of the phoenix tree, the reversed narrative years, the scattered years, the hurried heart banquet that no longer reappeared. We are always so unknown. In front of the time, we are like fools. When we recall our youth, we are even so ignorant, naive and pitifully stupid. I can sigh with emotion for one sentence. I can shed tears for a song. You can go far away for one person. I remember that I was unmoved when I just read Sanmao’s book on the Sahara, and I only liked Tagore’s famous poems. I gradually found that life was more like the reality written by Sanmao, it is even a miracle to meet such simple two people who love each other. What is more is the ordinary of our ordinary life, and when it passes away, those ordinary seems to suddenly become so extraordinary in memory, and some defects at that time have become memorable precious. People, often like this, always shuttle through parallel cycles. When you get it, you will relax until you lose it or lose it again! Maybe you will regret, Xu Ye you won’t regret. This is nothing, because nothing can escape time, it can change everything, really can change everything ordinary! When you are no longer persistent or persistent, Or you are still insisting or persistent. But you have already changed, and it doesn’t matter what you once thought of eternity or eternity. Just maybe there will be some sorrow or regret. Some people have something. Some people can’t let it go for a while, while others can’t think of it all the time. However, in the funeral of Muslims, I found out what eternity is. They are not a question of whether to put down or not, but a belief, A kind of sublimation beyond love, hate, love and hatred for her. You may not be in my life, but you are always in my life, even higher than mine. Maybe only people who have personal experience will know their meanings better, but we are all ordinary people among all living beings and cannot surpass those fetters of reality, even if you are super-hearted, you dare not ignore the feelings of others or relatives. People, who live in this society first, have the responsibility to know how to get or give up rationally. We are getting smarter and smarter, smart to seek benefits and harm, and instinctively to escape harm, thinking that there would be no harm without starting? Let go, let go of yourself, let go of others, let go of time, let go of time in a hurry. Seeing more and more generation 80’s become fathers and mothers, get married and have children, shoulder the responsibility of life, and enjoy the burden of life and occasional joy in plain life. That’s life. No matter how you have lived, now you have to experience the life of watching other people’s lives before. God has given each of us the opportunity to experience. However, why do we hope that there is a story in which the hero and heroine will not experience it. Yes, that kind of love and waiting for a lifetime is so incredible and incomprehensible to people today. However, I think, I understand that if I am him, I will. When the song Liang Zhu rang, when did the music from the next room make people feel tears? The story is always a story, and the reality is the reality. Who can wait for the belief for life, who can stick to the Great Ordinary, who can turn the desert into the sea for you, and who can move the years helplessly. If dreams are some reality, then why is reality not the realization of the story. Besides, this story is the reality! However, people’s hearts are covered by the society, and too many people should or should bury the eyes of the truth. In the sparkling rain, it is like a feeling outside the window. Night or night, are you still you? It is said that lavender has four leaves: the first leaf is faith, the second leaf is hope, the third leaf is love, and the fourth leaf is luck. This favorite flower is given to the protagonist. It has changed or remained unchanged in the inheritance of the past and the present. The barrier buried by loess, the interlaced involvement of time and space, the love of Cang and cang which traveled through hundreds of millions of light years. Pale world language…

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This is a building like a city tower, standing tall, witnessing the movement of five hundred years. Here is the ancient observatory of Beijing.

Muddy instrument, simple instrument and theodolite, which once recorded the bright starry sky of history, recalled silently here. Those familiar or unfamiliar names and their achievements of Guo Shoujing, Zhang Heng and Shen Kuo were presented one by one in the exhibition hall here. The Ancient Observatory, a place with vast universe, is now located in the middle of the bustling city, so close to the noise and so far from the noise. In the exhibition hall of the Old Quadrangle in Beijing, ancient trees, yellow flowers and green trees are quiet and leisurely like a paradise. Under the shade of mulberry trees, a bronze exquisite instrument in the garden was waiting for the fall of night. When night falls, looking up at the starry sky, listening to the singing of the Book of Songs: there is enlightenment in the east, and Chang Geng in the West. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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