When youth can't stay, the years are old: prosperity fades, fragrance dies, how many past events turn into a touch of Bai Yueguang in my heart, and how many blood turns into Zhu Shazhi on my chest.
The lost youth tells us that the geometry of life is the present; Only cherish this night and don't regret a few nights.
Most importantly, the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan's words are reflected in the mirror.
Yan Shu said:
I have always been young and limited.
Waiting to leave is easy to be ecstatic.
Don't speak frequently at banquets and songs.
There are mountains and rivers everywhere,
Falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring more.
It is better to pity the present.
-"Huanxisha"
The beauty of a flower can't last as long as water, and it can't keep youth. Everything in the world is changing. It's better to cherish everything in front of you, whether it's people or things, than to care about the invisible things. May we all live in the present.
Huayou can't stay, who is a passer-by?
Wang Bo said:
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
-"Farewell to Du Shu"
You and I met once, drinking and talking about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In this life, friends are easy to find, but confidants are hard to find.
Time flies, year after year, we are all pushed by the tide of life and then scattered in our own waves. So cherish what you have, say goodbye when you leave, and live up to the encounter and time.
Friend, you are here, and Fanghua has always been there. If you don't come, the leader will be gone.
Time has never been like water, and the new moon has never been the same.
Liu Guo said:
Reed leaves are full of Tingzhou, and the cold sand zone is shallow. Twenty years have passed, South Tower.
Liu Xia's mooring is not stable yet, but it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days.
The yellow crane broke the rock head. Have you ever been there? Old rivers and mountains are new troubles.
I want to buy osmanthus with wine, but I don't like it.
-"Tang Duoling"
Miss the leisure of heaven and earth, weave the vicissitudes of the world, and the world of mortals come and go in dreams. I woke up like a dream.
Fanghua is like a poem. If you don't understand it when you are young, you will no longer be a teenager if you understand it. Even if youth is gone, even if the flower season is gone, the breath of youth will be endless, blooming the most brilliant flowers and eternal light. ...
Huayou can't stay, and you can't laugh with white hair and flowers in your hands.
Ouyang Xiu said:
People in the upper reaches of the levee rowed boat by boat. Slapping on the bank, the spring is falling.
The green poplars by the lake set off the small building, and the girl's voice on the swing came.
Don't laugh at the old man with white hair still burying his head in the flowers. I frequently change cups with the euphemistic pipa melody of Liu Yao.
Where is life like respecting the former?
-"Huanxisha, upstream of the levee, people draw boats one by one"
When you and I are white-haired, let go of the past. Stay away from the noise of the world and settle in the countryside hand in hand.
Wait until you and I are white-haired and spend the rest of our lives in the countryside. You water the garden and I'll wash it in the kitchen.
I only hope to have your company, even if I am white-haired. You have no regrets in this life, and you want nothing more!
Huayou couldn't stay, but the flowers fell.
Yan Shu said:
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year.
When will the sunset come back?
There's nothing to do, bloom's flowers fall, and it's like deja vu when Yan returns.
Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.
-"Huanxisha"
Life is so short that you are already in your twilight years before you have time to enjoy it. In laughter, welcome new life, in crying, send old friends back. The tide rises and falls again, and the flowers in bloom bloom again; A day, a year, a lifetime, is fleeting.
Treat every day as the last, treat every year as the last, and cherish everything you have at this moment.