Chapter 286: 377 chapters, this expanse of fallen red

377 chapters, this expanse of fallen red

377 chapters, this expanse of fallen red

――Walking with Love twentieth

When the grass-scented wind is warm, the birds on the spring mountain are still singing; the spring river keeps flowing; although some of the flowers have gone far, look, this expanse of fallen red.

But, I still don't feel the spring sky.

Towards life, towards the world I live for, I still have a piece of confidence, a piece of love.

The spring wind does not restrain the willow fluff,?? wildly strikes passersby's faces.

Wind blows on the face soft and gentle, like the words of the Flirting person under the flowers; the flying catkins strike the face soft and gentle, like the kiss of the Flirting person under the moon……

Lord said: Forget yesterday, my children!

Today, the bird hidden in the green leaves, isn't it singing happily? Isn't the sunshine splendid? That bird in the green leaves, isn't that one that has come through Wind and Rain? The world still can't find a bird that hasn't experienced Wind and Rain!

God said: "Don't say,

The past days are better than the present days………"

As for the past youth, whether it is a tearful smile or a sorrowful memory, we need not dwell on it. Because everything will pass――

This world, people cannot say enough.

"Seeing, seeing is not enough.

Hearing, hearing is not enough.

What has been will be again;

What has been done will be done again.

Under the sun, there is nothing new.

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Past eras, no one remembers.

Future eras, later people also do not remember."

Therefore, I should practice truth, righteousness, do good, uphold justice, be benevolent; for myself and for others, spend this day well, all things should follow destiny……

After all the vicissitudes and flowing years, what reappears are only those memories of joy and sorrow, parting and reunion, damaged by time?

I totally agree with what the Classic of Poetry person said――――

Please don't believe my beauty,

All the beauty in the world

are nothing more than the clouds in the heavens

the flowers on the earth

will in an instant scatter like clouds and fall like flowers

Dear friends, in this life, we are constantly editing our own stories at every moment. Not all stories have lively plots, not all dreams and ideals can be realized.

Since we have already missed yesterday when the branches were full of flowers, there is no need to blame ourselves; is not the morning bird song and flower fragrance also lovely, dear, and precious?

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(Heart tied to the disaster area, Flirting tied to the disaster area, I use a sincere heart to pray to God: May the people of the disaster area be safe!! May safety, courage, confidence, strength be with the people of the disaster area, accompany them!)