When old go, there is an old street, only smell the flowers, do not talk about sad!

Every home is a warm harbor. Plant some flowers and plants, and when spring comes, the walls are scented with flowers.
Walk through the red dust years, see the world prosperous, return to ordinary life.

The world is too crowded for the old to have a side of their own. Let the restless soul get poetic dwelling.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, read tea, only smell the flowers, do not talk about sadness.
It would be wonderful to have a couple of friends occasionally.

Life is short, seize the moment. Go after your own inner happiness, and do not waste a human being.
Expect the sun to warm a little and warm a little. The days can be a little slower and slower.

Let my small courtyard, can be in such calm and peaceful years, the four seasons remain unchanged.
Look at the falling water, with the melodious music, let this piece of green qin2 be in the heart...
I have two or three friends on my way to life. In the boundless world, there is a small courtyard. Why not?
Make a smile and polish the years into the most beautiful scenery of life.

The heart has the sea, the spring warm flowers own. Where there is a peach, there is a cloud.
Keep a young heart, be a happy person, live a simple life.