1. The wind blows the water, causing the waterwheel by the river to rotate creakingly. The rain slaps the floor and ticks along the eaves of the hut, like the gears of time, slowly. Turning, old but not slow.
2. See every ray of light, it is my longing, as soft as flowing water, accompany you to sleep peacefully, accompany you to have a peaceful night. Every starlight you see is me whispering to you, telling you every day and night I have passed.
3. Life is like clouds and flowing water. Only by holding a quiet, simple and flawless heart, being in the hustle and bustle, walking in the depths of the world, complying with nature and society, and understanding the meaning of Zen, can you cultivate a Zen mind.
4. I have seen small bridges and flowing water, and I have also read about broken branches and low walls and distant mountains. Most of them are gray in tone. How can I find a more beautiful sky? My heart felt sad, as if I was angry and didn't want to leave anymore. I might as well go back and play mahjong. Although the breeze in front of me was not cold, it was not gentle either.
5. The days are like water flowing by, occasionally leaving a mark, but then being cruelly picked up and blown away by the wind. The familiar back on the street is the road you and he walked hand in hand before. A little warmth stays in the heart, gently stroking the bleeding wound. Force yourself not to look or think, turn around and walk away. Now you are the only one left to walk through the familiar street!
6. In the green spring water, white bubbles rise slowly from time to time, much like a string of pearls.
7. A stream of confusion flows out from the canyon on the other side of the mountain. When it reaches Jiudaowan, it becomes more and more ups and downs, like a harp that is played all year round.
8. Time is gold when used well, and water when wasted; books are knowledge when understood, but waste paper when not read; ideals are called dreams only if they are pursued hard, and they are just dreams if they are given up midway. Delusion. Although hard work may not yield results, giving up will definitely result in nothing. No matter how good the opportunity is, it must be grasped by people, and hard work is crucial. If you just let it go and persevere, you will often see unexpected scenery!
9. Time has taken away the innocence I once had, and youth is gone like running water and will never come back. Time has dimmed the growth rings of the years, and the footprints of the past have long been buried by wind and snow. Play a melody that lasts through the years and draw an old picture of the past. Let me put pen to paper and write a poem for the years and for myself, to commemorate the long gone time.
10. During the rainy season, the streams swell and roar like wild beasts that are angry for no reason.
11. The stream under the sun is shaking like a bright blue silk satin, clear and cheerful.
12. In the passing years, we are always afraid that time will take away the warm encounter. In fact, what time takes away is only illusory possessions, but what settles down is true love waiting for you. In the rolling world of mortals, learn to gather and disperse according to circumstances; in the vicissitudes of the world, you must properly arrange yourself. Those who stay, let the spring flowers bloom together, cherish them with all your heart; those who miss it, you must believe that the next stop will be dark and bright.
13. The clear Australian water flows gurglingly, like beautiful streamers on a fairy, stretching from the high cliff to a distant place.
14. Play the silk strings, the flowing water is harmonious, and the breeze composes the music and spreads into the strings. Playing with jade fingers, the fragrance of jade fat condenses into the flower dream. The epiphyllum appears, the garden appears in the dream, and poems are written to praise the Chinese years. The words of meditation are diffuse, and the romance is linked to the pavilion. Dot the lips, lightly draw the eyebrows, and condense the rouge and pollen on the cheeks.
15. The stream flows quietly, whispering, and the water surface is like oil, with beautiful water crepe.
16. Spring is divided into three parts, two parts are dust, and one part is flowing water. When the wind blows away the flowers, is it the wind's fault or the flowers' fault? The wind blows the fallen flowers, and the flowing water carries them away. Everything is caused by causes and conditions. The wind is not wrong, and the flowers are not wrong.
17. Flowers bloom and fall, but the water still flows, but yesterday’s events have become the past. The passing years, the years of youth, and the old friends from the past all made me sigh with emotion. I could only sigh. Walking leisurely in the courtyard, watching the returning birds and falling catkins, I felt infinite sadness in my heart.
18. When the stream leaves the mountains and enters the open valley, it becomes gentle and soft, flowing on the thick pebble beach, as quiet as a mother sleeping after giving birth.
19. The small stream was playing while running. It patted the colorful pebbles on the shore for a while, and touched the grass that just stuck its head out on the sand.
20. A person silently walks along the flowing water with small bridges extending in all directions. As he walks, he swims in the picture scrolls and tastes of Tang poetry and Song lyrics. While sitting, I ordered jade belt cake and mint cake and tasted them by myself. The fragrance filled my mouth and left an endless aftertaste.
21. Looking back at life, if you are sad, choose to bow your head. Time is like running water, and life is like a duckweed. Who in the world can be free from worries? In the blink of an eye, prosperity and decline all become dreams. There is nothing gentler in the world than willows. If you can't pick it up, put it down. Life is not a free and easy life.
22. Life is full of ups and downs. No one can make every fireworks flow like flowing water. But I believe that I will go through ups and downs, and go through joys and sorrows. There will always be a bright future and a bright spring. One day, all the prosperity will be gone, and only me and those past events will be left in time, so let me practice peacefully for the rest of my life. From then on, I planted a Bodhi tree in my heart and listened to the Buddha's words of Zen.
23. The rain is still falling quietly, on the bridge, in the running water, on the roof tiles, singing in the wind with its unique rhythm. I hold a cup of clear tea in my hand and sing to the rain. Savor the clear rain on the river, watch the tobacco in the river, watch the wind in the city, and sigh as if the years are passing by slowly between your fingers, leaving behind the light or faint imprint of time. The fragrance of tea is also lingering in the mist and rain.
24. The creek on the grassland winds around. Looking down from a high place, it looks like a green shirt with silver ribbons nailed on it.
25. Look at the falling flower head and the flowing water, floating into the distance with the flowing water. Unknowingly, a little bit of envy and touch flowed into my heart. What a willing couple they are! The flowing water is not dissatisfied with the withering of the fallen flowers; the falling flowers are not dissatisfied with the coldness of the flowing water. They are like a bunch of lovers in times of trouble, helping each other, no matter the passage of time,Regardless of the past of youth, never give up, just like this, keep going.
26. Time passes by like running water, and the footsteps of the New Year come slowly with the dust along the way. The north wind is blowing hard, and the flavor of the new year is getting stronger and stronger. Almost every wanderer in a foreign land has an increasingly strong desire to go home, both in and out of dreams.
27. In spring, the stream is full of water, like wine overflowing from a precious cup.
28. I asked about the small bridges in Zhouzhuang, the flowing water in Zhouzhuang, and the gray tiles and white walls in Zhouzhuang. The small bridges were speechless, the flowing water was speechless, and Zhouzhuang just stayed silent, looking at her side silently. Thousands of people passing by.
29. Things in the world are like clouds and flowing water, but life can be simple and peaceful. I just want to have a calm state of mind, guarding an acre of flower fields, a few volumes of idle books, and someone who has also left this world, guarding the ferry of time, and growing old in the time of a cup of tea and a guqin.
30. I still remember that year, you danced with light steps, waded through the running water, and came to me from afar. I still remember that that year, you accompanied me through unforgettable journeys with your laughter and laughter. Now, I am the only one left, embarking on a long journey, wandering together in the world.
31. The fallen flowers do not speak politely to the trees, and the flowing water silently flows into the pond. In life, you will continue to meet some people, and you will continue to say goodbye to some people, from strangers to familiarity, from familiarity to strangers again, from being familiar with each other to parting ways, from seeing each other too late to not seeing each other at all.
32. Small bridges, flowing water, tiles and white walls, like an ink painting of Jiangnan, are always hazy and poetic in the mist and rain. The long rainy alley records the loneliness and loneliness. Will we still meet that girl who is as sad as a lilac? The weeping willows on the shore beat the endless stories told by the flowing water. The boat in the water is looking for its own direction. The oar makes circles of ripples, which then spread into broken dreams, each swimming towards distant memories.
33. Time is like running water. People live not only to survive, but also to prove. It proves that the world is beautiful, with wind and rain, but also sunshine; it proves that there is love in the world, there is family and friendship, and more love; it proves that life has no regrets, and experience makes you more emotional. You must only be the best version of yourself, and I will look at you indifferently at your misdeeds. .
34. The flowing water is not fast, the wind is not wild, and the raindrops are not dense, but they smooth our edges and mess up our worries. They say that youth is like a beautiful picture, youth is like A wordless poem, in my opinion, youth is like a river of spring water, always moving forward, even if it sometimes has no waves and sometimes it is turbulent.
35. Where the stream is fast, it is like flying beads splashing jade, and where it is gentle, it is like the waves of a silver lake, which are well-proportioned and make a sound.
36. When the stream dries up in winter, the bottom of the stream is filled with stones, as if the stream has newly laid a nest of eggs, large and small.
37. The wind, flowers, snow and moon carry the flowing water, and the drunkenness fills the luminous cup. What drifted away was just a poignant legend. Sadly, I missed a piece of scenery and a piece of love. Wine soaked in tears, life is too short to laugh wildly, XiaoXiao Leng Yue Feng broke the knife.
38. Caress a song of mountains and flowing water, draw a picture of red maples all over the sky, write a book with light wind and light clouds, condense the jade and ice of a lifetime, silence yourself into a water lotus, bloom alone and dance gracefully. Even though the audience is just me, I still want to lean into the depths of time, seek comfort and calmness, enjoy freedom and leisure, and promise myself to live forever.
39. There is no best, only better. Life is like running water. Wherever time takes you, you must learn to adapt to the environment there. Every step you take, learn to calm down and look at the flowing water, their humility, their tenacity, their liveliness and calmness. Those annoying people, just watch with cold eyes, let them go their own way, go your own way, look at your own scenery, and face everything positively, even if you are inevitably sad.
40. The stream flows out from the valley and falls on the cliff of an isolated rock, making a clear and sweet sound.
41. I am drunk by the high mountains and flowing water, and cherish the music of my friends. Qingqing Zijin, caressing in my heart, when I meet love at the corner, two lonely hearts will have a harbor to dock from now on. All the time spent looking at each other will be in the place of expectation, and will become a sincere love all the way.
42. A fateful encounter, a parting of peace in the world. Whose fingertips inadvertently crossed the passage of time, leaving the melancholy of beautiful flowers in the fragrance of the moment. If I just fall into the fireworks of unintentional greed in your eyes, can you not let me be intoxicated; if you are just unintentionally gentle to me, can you never look back. I can't see the ending of the story. I withered in the flowering period. With your unintentional glance, I fell into that glance. Suddenly, I walked past the dawn wind and the waning moon again.
43. Time is like running water, carrying the dreams of youth slowly flowing by, and also carrying the experience and feelings of the years. The trees by the water are changing spring colors every minute. Just like the youthful time passing by in one minute and one second. If I could only realize one wish in this life, I would like your beautiful youth to flow in my heart every moment. Let the most beautiful scenery in the world accompany me every day.
44. Time is like running water, always flowing eastward. A tree will bloom every spring, a river will be clear and a pond will fall. If you don’t forget your original intention, you will feel happy. Experience, understand, and grow. , I am no longer confused, I feel it, and I am getting better. If the flowers bloom, butterflies will come. As the saying goes, "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." The Qiang flute and Shengxiao are silent, just for the deepest love.
45. The autumn wind has arrived, and the flowing water opens its arms to welcome the falling flowers, and the flowers also smile and fall into the embrace of the flowing water. In this way, until the blending of life, the silent blending.
46. Deep in the deep valley of Songshan Mountain, I ask for meditation once a year. The high mountains and flowing water know my heart, and the flowers bloom and fall. The passing years, the unmoving scenery. Zen is real.
47. Lost in the rain, lost in the wind, forgotten like yesterday's running water, on the other side of the sea, the sunset will accompany you. Daystar is language! Love, tears in dreams!
48. Time flies by and water flows silently. You are destined to be my lifeNo matter how hard I try to catch you, the passer-by in my destiny, you have finally become the reason why I moisten my eyes. The vicissitudes of human affairs are forgotten as we go, but this fateful fate makes me unable to fall in love and can't bear to let go. Rather than clinging to and breaking your heart, it is better to forget each other in the world. Maybe what you get may not last long; if you lose it, you may not have it anymore. If you love each other, you can hold her hand until old age; if you miss her, you can protect her and be safe for the rest of her life, that's all.
49. The stream opened its mouth like a yawn, and the protruding rocks in the water seemed to be its teeth.
50. The stream sings according to the place, like pines and harps, with a clanking sound that resounds through the mountains and forests.
51. The tinkling creek flows like a passionate girl humming a melodious and beautiful song.
52. In autumn, I toss and turn sadly, sleeping without flowers. The fallen leaves seem intentional, and the flowing water seems ruthless. The seven-color rainbow shines in the dream heart. People can only see the dazzling rainbow after experiencing the baptism of wind and rain. Flowers bloom, flowers fall, in an instant. I don’t ask for a vigorous life, but I only ask for no complaints or regrets.
53. How many thoughts fall with the flowers; how many encounters are lost; how much prosperity becomes an old dream. Good dreams are hard to make and easy to wake up. The flowers bloom to the extreme and wither. Don’t sigh! I am ignorant in the world of mortals. Let me remember that I was drunk this morning.
54. The falling snow water merges into a rushing stream at the foot of the mountain, and the waves are thrown upward, forming thousands of white lotuses in full bloom.
55. The stream flows windingly towards the big meadow. From a distance, it looks like countless black snakes crawling.
56. A lively creek, under the moonlight, is like a piece of flowing mercury, shining with silvery fragments and making a sound.
57. The Loess Plateau is my uplifted chest; the water of the Yellow River is my boiling blood; the Yellow Emperor’s mausoleum is my ancient thoughts; the tide of the Yellow Sea is my agitated heart; the strong pines of Huangshan Mountain are, It is my unyielding backbone; Huangpu Bridge is my outstretched arms; Daxinganling is my strong ribs; Dongting Poyang is my bright eyes; Himalayas is my high head; and the towering Great Wall is my unyielding backbone.
58. Even if we are far apart and cannot see each other, with a pure heart, looking at the gurgling water and listening to the lingering strings, we will always send our love to the moonlight and feel deep joy under the pure moonlight. When you think about it, you will look up at the starry sky and say to yourself, which shooting star is catching your heart? Even though I miss you for a long time and drink up my loneliness, I still enjoy it quietly in my heart, counting the joys without being surprised or disturbed.
59. The river is full of solid blue, like nectar and jade liquid brewed by the cold spring. It is clear and clear at first sight, superimposed on the blue sky, red cliffs and green trees.
60. In the worldly ashram, flowers have fallen for thousands of years, and water has flowed through the ages, eventually passing away without leaving a trace. The moment is gorgeous, it has passed, and it has already been determined in the gathering of karma. Quiet water flows in his heart, everything is safe, he just needs to let go of his obsessions, smile lightly in the clouds, and thousands of thoughts are in it, leaving those familiar warmth and joy lingering in the time.
61. The clear stream trickles, ding dingDong-dong, like singing a song that can never be finished.
62. Sleep disturbs the strings of the piano, and falling flowers bypass the autumn wind. The rhyme of water flowing from my fingertips is the pink color on your cheeks that refuses to fade away. If you don't wake up from your dream tonight. I know, when the fireworks tonight dissipate, will you listen to the song in my life? Tell the wind a trace of the flower language under the moonlight.
63. We cannot leave the flow of time, nor can we stop time. But you can leave the world behind. You will find that there are many mountains under the floating clouds. The floating clouds change rapidly, but the mountains remain motionless. Floating clouds float in our daily life, dazzling us and forgetting that there are mountains not far away, which have always been there.
64. Childhood is like a bubble, unable to withstand the test of time; time is like running water, unable to bear the waiting for happiness; happiness is like an open flower, unable to withstand the ravages of wind and rain. They just left without a trace, leaving no words behind. All that was left were those beautiful memories, my lost childhood, time, and happiness. Where did you go?
65. Hum a song about the flowing water on the small bridge at that time, and the rhyme is smooth all the way. If the stream meanders, will there be Jiangnan in the distance waiting for me to meet? That period of flowering, when youth has faded away, is reflected on the branches of time. The clear stream of falling ink blends into a touch of sky blue. I am waiting for the rain to fall in my heart. I hold a handful of crystal clear water, brew a cup of Zen tea, and get drunk in the still young month of April.
66. The trickling stream. Like a line, it cuts through the ice, cuts through the rocks, and breaks through the deserted beaches. Flow into the distance.
67. The small stream meanders in the fields, illuminated by the sun, like a bright glass ribbon.
68. I still remember the small bridge and flowing water, and the flowers blooming on the road. The hem of your clothes is as pure as snow, the obsidian on your wrist is as clear as a bright eye, and there are small bluestone slabs going up the steps. The sky is drunk with the falling wind, the partridges are flying in the blue water, and the water is cold. Looking down from the catfish boat, you seem to be smiling from the sky. The white teeth sparkled with waves of microwaves and breathed out like a warm dragon's breath. The hazy nostalgia turned into smart crystal bubbles from my eyes, floating throughout the peaceful sky.
69. Butterflies fly for flowers, but flowers ignore them and fall with the wind. The falling flowers deliberately follow the flowing water, and the flowing water flows eastward ruthlessly. The flowing water entered the sea and turned into a flower among thousands of waves. It was pushed forward by the waves and disappeared under the blue sea and sky. It disappeared in the space of sadness, silent, traceless, thoughtless and thoughtless.
70. The stream shakes the graceful figure and flows towards the green and fertile plains, shyly nourishing the fields and grains.
71. The mountain stream beside the road is getting thinner and thinner, gradually hiding in the yellow grass like a thin snake.
72. Collect the sunshine, carve happiness on the stone, let the water of time never wash it away, let it become a permanent memory, write the sadness on the sand, no matter how painful the memory is, When the wind blows and the water rushes, everything is gone. Collect the sunshine. Life is like a tree. It can thrive only under the sunshine. Life is like a flower. It can bloom beautifully only under the sunshine.
73. ThatThe melted snow water poured down from the cliffs, like thousands of shining silver streaks.
74. I live at the foot of the mountain and often drink the mountain water. Glass passes through my door, and the stream flows between the strange rocks. The moonlight is the darling of the river, and it breaks and falls again and again. Round, round and scattered, a basin of sand dances with shining souls. The flowers blooming in the middle of the water are the shadows cast by colorful clouds. My eyes are dull and my mind is dull. I play the piano against the stream. No matter how bright my voice is, I just want to arouse it. The resonance of another cloud.
75. Life is like running water seeing off a boat. It requires a kind of calmness and tolerance that can be passed by with a smile. It also requires a kind of humility and sobriety that can be passed by with a smile. The solution to any problem comes from one's own understanding of life. Observation and decision-making, the whole difference lies in objectivity or stubbornness.
76. A clear stream is like flowing crystal, and the fine yellow sand and white pebbles at the bottom are like sifted gold chips and shiny pearls.
77. Time is as quiet as flowing water. I stand quietly under a flower tree and look at the sky beyond the branches and leaves. There are white clouds there, and the fragrance of flowers is flying in the wind. In this season of luxuriant flowers, where can Isn't a flower beautiful? I just sniffed it gently, and the fragrance spread to the bottom of my heart.
78. The days leave a trail of flowing clouds and flowing water. We always slowly get used to the passing time and past events. If memories are for the sake of sadness, then the sadness should be left to memories, and it is enough for us to still miss it.
79. Time is gold if you seize it, but it is water if you waste it; books are knowledge if you read them, but they are waste paper if you don’t read them; ideals are called dreams if you work hard, and they are just delusions if you give up. Although hard work may not yield results, if you give up, you will definitely gain nothing. No matter how good the opportunity is, it depends on people to grasp it, and hard work is crucial. Go ahead and do it and persist!
80. Wandering on the anonymous river, I have seen the appearance of falling flowers and flowing water, and passed thousands of mountains and rivers. When I grow old, I will not care about the cycle of cause and effect, nor the joys and sorrows of separation and separation. I will only hold on to the small touches that exist in a corner of my heart. I will only think about the people in the world who have already parted ways with me. From now on, I will hold my hands behind my back and have nothing to do with the clouds and the moon. Wind and rain, such a mentality is really simple.
81. Living in the south of the Yangtze River since childhood, what I heard most was the sound of gurgling water. What lingered in my mind for a long time was the scent of tea. I don't know how to drink tea, and I don't understand what kind of thoughts are conveyed in these green leaves. Is it the helplessness of having fun in the midst of suffering? Is it the relief of great enlightenment? Or the ordinary and simple warmth?
82. The days are like running water, and after the end of the world in a blink of an eye, it is time to understand that the beauty and happiness of living, no one will take away your happiness, because you lack a little bit of courage and responsibility.
83. Time is like water. Years pass by. Unsatisfactory things often happen in the world. There are very few people who can be obedient to you and can make you get what you want. If you have to care about it, nothing will satisfy you. As long as a person lives, he only seeks peace of mind, so why bother with yourself. The width of your heart is one inch, and the road is one foot wide. If the heart is not as broad as the sea, how can there be peace in life?The waves are quiet.
Cut a piece of square paper and fold the four corners in half to form an halfway to the center of the paper. Then fold the 1st, 3rd, 5th, 7th, or 2nd, 4th, 6th, and 8th corners back to the center of the paper, and thread the center of the paper through the 1st, 3rd, 5th, and 7th corners of the paper with wire. past. A hollow object should be used to support the center of the paper and corners 1, 3, 5, and 7. For example, use waste ballpoint pen refills to cut into a 1-2 cm long section and place it between the center and the corner of the paper. Finally, the wire was fixed to a stick from behind the paper and it was successful. It will turn when the wind blows.