A few lines of poetry, endless gentle sentences, and pleasant poems.

Text /Hlove Wang Yahui

We pursue happiness.

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Collect dew or suck nectar.

Cruise in the sea and take a walk in the forest.

Clink glasses with friends and kiss lovers.

But we always feel that

I am unhappy.

Okay, now. ...

Please close your eyes,

Pay attention, try to put your consciousness

Put it in your heart,

Supreme happiness never lies in how external things change.

Supreme happiness exists in everyone's own heart.

Summer is getting deeper and deeper. From midnight to early morning, the sun no longer came out completely, and the sky hung from blue to pink for a long time. Pink gets darker, it's sunset, and then it gets lighter, it's sunrise. From the second floor, not far from the edge of the forest, several families were shrouded in a mist floating like a stream, and the warm yellow wall lamps were smudged with a particularly soft halo. The cool wind poured into the bedroom from the open window, smelling of broken grass and leaves. Perfect sleep.

We have always thought that happiness is in the distance and in the future that can be pursued. Later, it was discovered that those hugs, handshakes, singing, tears, love, and so-called once were all happiness. In countless nights, what we said, called, missed, moved by tears, seen or invisible, and then in the shuttle of time, everything becomes eternal!

At the water's edge

Text/Han Xing

morning mist

a vast expanse of whiteness

A boat.

Floating in the middle of the water

Handfuls of green umbrellas

lift

Cool

One by one.

Erect lotus

Particularly delicate and charming

The morning wind rolled up

The waves are rippling.

In the lotus

The soft melody is echoing.

This is an ancient book of songs.

Or Tang and Song poetry?

Time flies for thousands of years.

The fragrance of the lotus is still there.

The morning light sets.

The other side of the river

Written in the early morning of June 24th, 2002.

draw

Text/Adam-Wang

Looking at Wan Li in the painting.

Clouds are at your fingertips.

There is a very small plant at the foot of the mountain.

orchid

Birds are flying at the top of the tree.

There is a yogi vaguely.

Sit cross-legged in front of the rock

I think he is thinking.

Want to find the beginning of wisdom

This picture is very long. He has been sitting for nearly a hundred years.

With the change of seasons, the painting has withered.

That suit is not dyed at all.

For him, a glass of hard liquor.

Let him indulge in the world of dust

The Dragon Boat Festival commemorates Qu Yuan | The world is cloudy and I am alone. Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone.

Dragon Boat Festival is a happy, peaceful and harmonious thought, blessing Na Xiang and all friends.

Dragon Boat Festival | I wish all my friends good health.

Dragon Boat Festival is a happy, peaceful and harmonious thought, blessing Na Xiang and all friends.

Teenagers have their own madness and their hearts are like the sun.

Starting tomorrow, no, starting today, your good luck will follow.