Things change and stars move, and the cycle begins again and again.
-------Insect Master Chaoyan takes
time to slow down, one day is like a year, one minute is like one day, and one second becomes clearly visible. This is a slow world. One day is the life of a flower.
Time is getting faster, a year is like a day, a day is like a minute, and a second has disappeared. This is a fast world. Three days of wandering in the fog made the people by the sea wait for three years. It's just that the person is no longer the one waiting, but he has time to repent.
Our lives are in two worlds, a day is like a day, a year is like a year, and every second counts exactly one second. This is our world, and a lifetime is like a lifetime with no more and no less.
Your time, my time, and his time will also be staggered occasionally. The confusion between chaos varies with life, or mistakes are added to mistakes; or, it steals other people's time to comfort those injured souls; or, there is really a chance to let go of the thousands of knots in your heart.
The bridge that night was extremely tough in one direction and soft and powerless in the opposite direction; just as life walks on a one-way line, blood cannot flow back, and time cannot be reversed. One step out, is a lifetime. Life exists in its own way, and the original intention of existence is not to hurt.
The stars that can't be seen during the day are always twinkling in the sky, and they don't go there. There are some feelings that should never be given up, because it is always in my heart, so there is no need to grieve.
At the moment of deep sleep, cover your ears - in order to hear the sound of the pulse of life.
Spring flowers should bloom in spring, but they choose winter, just like the four seasons in a fairy tale. From time to time, I see the shadow of fairy tales and science fiction; the magic pen Ma Liang; the mermaid who walks on pain for love; the emotional life copied by cloning; Simba who looks at the stars with his father.
The opening scene is surprisingly fresh, and the more you go, the deeper your heart is pulled away. It suddenly became very empty, like the sound of a single key piano floating in the air, only the ethereal spirit remained.
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