Time seemed to be magical, and quietly pressed the slow button. In this fiery day, I am alone in a tranquility, savoring the sweetness of the years.
Time seems to have been pressed on the slow motion button. In this hot day, I keep a tranquility and savor the sweetness of the years.
The summer sun is blazing, but it is softened in this tranquility. The breeze stirred the curtain in front of the window, and my thoughts drifted with it. Memories are like old paintings, slowly unfolding in the bottom of my heart.
Those laughter and tears, successes and failures have become precious marks in life. At this moment, no longer being chased by busyness, no longer worrying about trivial matters. I just quietly listen to the sound of time flowing and feel the reality of every moment.
A cup of tea, an old book, is an afternoon. The wisdom between words is like a lamp that illuminates the corners of the heart. The sweetness of the years is becoming clearer and clearer in this tranquility, which is the calmness after experiencing the wind and rain, and the comprehension of the true meaning of life.
Let time go slowly, I would like to keep the purity and tranquility of my heart in this tranquility, and make every ordinary day full of poetry.