Pursue your own will.

At dusk, the ink fragrance falls, the bright moon shines on sweat, the elegant time is like poetry, and the dark autumn wind and the sunset falls. We are in love, but we are

getting more and more lonely. Every late at night, I always ask myself how to get married with you so that I won't hurt each other and my fragile souls. Outside the window, the wind blows and the flowers float away, just as the confused souls of you and me are scattered between the lines. In this noisy mortal world, we all need a suitable place for ourselves to place our souls.Pursue your will to cultivate a blinded eyes, trim a dusty heart, and let the heart be purified and promoted. Even if you are in a bustling city and contact with different people, you will grasp your heart and will not be stained by the false dirt in the world. Only when the soul has fragrance and light in the heart will cool and fragrant words fall between pen and ink; then absorb the fragrance of natural flowers to stain our souls and nourish our hearts. The purpose of walking and stopping is to clean up the garbage of the heart and unload the burden on the body.

At a certain age, don't pester and trap your mood for trivial things; let alone be tired of pursuing those illusory things! Learn to control your own desires. Simple life, simple life, simple and happy, ordinary heart, face life, face the arrival of every day. Bypass those chaotic crowds, tedious things, and do what you want to do. Let a clean soul be indifferent in the mountains and rivers, not competing for fame and profit, without explanation. Your quiet beauty is the breath of your natural soul, which can nourish the soul, breed new branches, enjoy the gifts of time, and be stained with a clean fragrance everywhere you go.

Be a person with light in your heart, illuminate yourself and warm others. Don't ask for perfection, but ask for life without regret; don't ask for a bright future, but ask for inner cleanliness. Every new beginning is a new vitality, and every journey is left with the purest and coolest vegetarian language. May all those who have passed through their hearts be well; may all those who have not intend to hurt do what they want; let go of hatred, let down their obsession, put down what they want, and put down the burden.

May all giving up be a rebirth.

The person who can point out your shortcomings will always be your benefactor, and the person who plays with you will never be your bosom friend. A book, a cup of tea and a piano sound can calm the heart, enter the country, wash the dust, and not be tempted by the lights, wine and green; let alone be tempted by the changing colors of the red dust.

I prefer a kind of person who can listen to, cross himself in silence, and use words to warm myself. It's an extraordinary freedom, and there is such a person hidden in my heart.