Su Zi said, "Even the guest knows the relationship between my husband's water and the moon. The passage of time is like this, but it has not yet passed away. Those who are full of emptiness are like that, but their deaths do not fluctuate. If you observe them from their changes, then heaven and earth cannot be seen for a moment; if you observe them from their unchanged state, then both things and I are endless, and why envy them! And between my husband, heaven and earth, things have their own masters, and if they are not my own, I cannot take a single thing. Only the clear breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains can be heard as sound, and the beauty can be seen with my eyes. It is an endless treasure of the Creator, and what I and my son share is inexhaustible. Suitable

The guest smiled with joy, washing the cup and drinking more. The dishes are all gone, and the cups and plates are in a mess. Lying together in the boat, unaware of the whiteness of the East.

Autumn leaves fall gracefully, covering the paths and lake surface. The sunlight shines through the sparse branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadow. The air is filled with a faint fruity aroma and the joy of harvest, making people immerse themselves in this tranquility and warmth. Every fallen leaf carries the traces of time, telling the cycle of seasons and the inheritance of life. On a spring afternoon, the gentle sunshine falls on the branches of the old locust tree, interweaving golden spots with tender green leaves to create a vivid picture. A gentle breeze blows by, carrying a faint floral fragrance and the freshness of the soil, as if it can blow into one's heart, taking away all worries and exhaustion. Under the tree, a group of children were playing and frolicking, their laughter clear and pleasant, like the sound of nature, making people involuntarily smile and their mood particularly relaxed. In the distance, the fields are lush with greenery, and a sea of rapeseed flowers shines with golden light in the sunshine, complementing the blue sky and white clouds with a charming beauty that makes people feel relaxed and happy. Occasionally, one or two butterflies dance gracefully among the flowers, adding a touch of vitality and energy to this peaceful spring day. At this moment, I am sitting quietly under the old locust tree, holding a good book in my hand. In my ears are the laughter of children and the occasional sounds of cows and sheep in the distance. My heart is filled with love and gratitude for life. This ordinary yet beautiful time seems to be the most precious treasure in life, making people intoxicated and unwilling to wake up.

Silver Feather intends to make a city fall. Under the small eaves, lying on the golden branches. Don't be afraid of cold and fragrant fruits. The chirping of birds and the wind are tight, and people are sad and detached from things, only Yi can see through. Peeking at it but locking my heart. The fleeting moment of embracing the shadow has passed. Just act infatuated like a fool. Several times of sorrow and resentment, circulating several times, and then hiding among the flowers.

I am just a humble clown who somersaults and waits for you to clap your hands. After the crowd disperses, the night becomes hazy, and the moonlight follows me. I am not a lonely clown. After you laugh, you don't need to remember me. When the lights go out, the brightest thing in the starry sky is loneliness. "-" Uncle Joker "20. It has nothing to do with wind and moon. My preface is waiting for you to reply. When you hang your pen, the waves on the shore are thousands of folds, and no matter how you write the words" love ", they are always wrong. And I only lack your lifelong understanding -" Preface to the Orchid Pavilion "