Gently wind, with a touch of fragrance, open the door of the season, will be shallow light, placed in the early summer eyebrows. Qingning's heart, with the fragrance of time, growing with the joy of each season reincarnation. Time of the shallow, panoramic view of the bright, the days of the cloud light, lingering a cherry plain warmth.

Like a quiet afternoon, twist a simple heart, with a period of time, the book a light years of warmth, ink stained plain prime years. Like the silence of such a corner, combing the years of incense, and the light of the past in the past, Xiangtai reveals a clear and beautiful.

Bright season is always filled with sunshine smile, warm wind, sent to the quarter of the expectations, want to let the flowers thank the time, with the flowers, is the same elegant and calm. Quietly earthly, with a tolerant heart, treat every life in frustration; grip a relieved, light on the road every wind and rain. Will fleeting tranquil, deep in the years, shallow light possession.

Like quiet sitting under the eaves, listen to soothing music. Leisurely music, floating in the fleeting fragrance of warm, warm and comfortable Enron, gently lingering ears, slowly filled with a quiet atrium.

Gently picked up a years of Qingning, will be tranquil heart, placed in the lingering flowers, will be a silent love, a little poetic pride to spend. Fleeting flowers, carrying a heart of the warm sun, the soul of the similar, the soul of the soul of life to understand.

Shallow summer, the morning is clear, as I clean heart; the wind is light, as the pace of my soul. The sky with a long time onion cage, light a tree fleeting flowers. Shallow years, the days of the water, quietly leaning on the ordinary life and stability, sitting in a heart of the demure and Enron.

Always complicated cumbersome trouble wrapped around the heart, not knowing that there are better scenery waiting for you to enjoy. With the death of the evening of the flowers, it is better to sit down quietly, brew a cup of tea, holding a roll of poetry and literature, tea in the rhyme, find the book fragrant Fanghua, so, the mind will be open, the hearts of their own incense.

Just want to do a simple person, with a simple heart to see the complex world. With the filter of the mortal, sitting outside the earth bustling world, everything in the world, you will also be a clear and pure. Holding the breeze, so that the release of life, and the soul dependencies; so simple and plain, return to the original character of life.

Life, there is always a deep moving, according to the context of the line and line. Not the old time, an elegant flowers, the years of the prime minister, stretched into a beautiful picture. Perhaps, light ink penny blank, will be left to life more beautiful imagination, that lying in the shallow context of the Zither, is the best garden heart collection.

Cloud water is long, there will always be a touch of sweet, according to the graceful from the flowers, the dream gently gently fleeting fleeting. With a Zen relieved, away memories of the mountains away from the high water, the most beautiful season of the world, to express a bright, stay calmly.

Red beautiful beautiful beginning, gentle calm years. The year of the onion cage, through the time of the wind Lan, will be a heart like water, Enron into a lotus in full bloom. Poke the red clouds of clouds, practice into a years of Zen heart, Xu Hong dust a quiet, so a heart of Enron.

Human well-being, often sad with the dust between the sunset bloom. Everything is affectionate, relentless is the years; flowers are not intended, get the person is. Calm and earth, repair heart calm indifferent, walking grass green, look spring; sunset sunset, line to Tian Liu, look at the smoke curl up.

Earthly, experienced countless people, seen numerous scenery, only know that he is this is the most beautiful scenery. Do a person to appreciate their own, is also their own scenery, and why not be appreciated by others it.

If you are, you have left, I will be in the depths of time, years forgotten corner, planted a shallow calm, gently embraced a heart, at the corner of the year, listen to each season bloom Sound; if you reap a memory of the sweet, that is, you and I have been along the way, a total of a tree bloom.

Folded a piece of soft time, leaving some of the most beautiful story of the world. In the light of the time, the security of a heart of the garden, will be warm nostalgia, according to a touch of fragrance and line, planted around the affection, out of the initial sweet. Cut the vicissitudes of a period of time, so that the wind with the rain and over, so, flowers, will give birth to the most beautiful fragrance; rain, it will fall the most beautiful poetry.

Years of warmth, the time in the wonderful, there will always be a touch of fragrance, soft heart of the most beautiful scenery. The time of the United States, put down the down, forget the forgotten, leaving only a dazzling light light, light intoxicating as ever, shallow taste of the sweet years, and why not a poetic elegance.