岁月静好,采摘路旁小小的花朵,问候一段淡淡的时光。莞尔一笑,默看庭前雨落惊风。褪去倦容,沐浴在阳光里。风轻扬,金色的光芒跳动在发梢。闲时听春风在耳畔呢喃,泉水淙淙,百花以笑脸相迎,送来初春的一缕缕芬芳。抬头望一眼天空,白云悠悠,纯粹而空灵,已然忘却自己身在何处。一念 Good years quiet, picking a small roadside flowers, greeting a faint period of time. Smiling, silent before the court rain fell on the wind. Fade tired, bathing in the sun. Breeze, golden light beating in the hair. Listen to the spring breeze leisurely whisper in the ear, spring slugs, flowers to greet the face, send a plume of fragrance in early spring. Looking up at the sky, clouds long, pure and ethereal, already forgotten where they are. A thought