近来迷上了老树画画,爱其心性恬淡,情怀如初,游戏市井,老酒弥醇。譬如,有个平然情怀,有个花开阳台,有只肥猫相伴,我就坐着发呆……这种想想就觉着美的日子,已经远离我们多久了?有时候真的很感谢命运,在你一次次荷戟彷徨之余、陷阵重围之际、举棋不定之时,及时地猛推你一把,让你在踉踉跄跄之后,重新抬头看路,近身感受拿起与放下之间的撕裂与丰美。也曾集句:我本楚狂人,爱此溪水闲,何以笙箫默,寒尽不知年。人进不惑,渐悟所谓木已成舟,皆因聚沙成塔;所谓峰回路转,无非此路不通。人生多风雨,但风雨如晦过后,不愿曳尾泥涂,依然鸡鸣不已,几人能够?走了这么久,你又变了没有? Recently fascinated by the old tree painting, love the heart of tranquil, feelings as ever, the game marketplace, the old wine Mimai. For example, there is a peace of mind, a balcony with flowers, accompanied by a fat cat, I sat in a daze ... ... this feeling of beauty to think of the days have been away from how long? Sometimes really thankful for fate, at Once again, when you take a halt to the throne and take a break, you push you in a hurry so that you can look up again after picking up and down and tearing up Crack and abundance. Also had a sentence: I Chu crazy man, love this stream leisure, why silence Silent Hum, Han do not know the year. People into puzzled, grasping the so-called wood has become a boat, all due to gather into the tower; so-called peak turnaround, nothing more than this barrier. Life is stormy, but the storm is dark, unwilling tail mud smear, still crowing endlessly, how many people can? For so long, have you changed yet?