一如期而至,不约而至。时光之翼不动声色地掠过面颊与灵魂。一些东西凋败了,也有一些东西诞生了。荣与辱,欢与悲,爱与恨,歌与泪,一切都在时光的薄翼下或浓或淡,将生命的宣纸洇染得斑斓且恍惚。开始懂得欣赏一朵花,不只看到她的色泽与身段,更懂得体味她抵达盛开经历的艰辛与沧桑。懂得生命就是一程漂泊,谁都会风雨过或者艳阳过,谁都会痛失过或者丰盈过。 As scheduled, spontaneously. Wings of Time pass cheeks and soul quietly. Some things have withered, and some things have been born. Honor and humiliation, joy and sorrow, love and hate, song and tears, all under the thin wings of time or thick or light, the life of the Xuan paper dyed beautiful and trance. Start to appreciate a flower, not only to see her color and figure, but also know how to appreciate the hardships and vicissitudes she arrived in full bloom experience. Understand that life is a journey wandering, who will storm or sun over, no one will have lost or abundance.