文艺系朋友圈文案｜来去都是自在风，重逢之人自重逢

我有所思在远道，春去秋来不曾变。

I have thought in the distance, spring to autumn has not changed.

有人把我推向世俗，世俗嫌我愚蠢，又将我推返来，我站在中心两难，人们笑我，我更笑我。

Some people push me to secular, secular think I am stupid, push me back, I stand in the middle of the dilemma, people laugh at me, I laugh at me more.

人生何处不迷雾，东隅已逝，桑榆非晚。

There is no mist in life. The east is gone.

人生最美的碰见，是我恰好途经，你恰好盛开。

Life the most beautiful meet, is I just passing by, you just blooming.

日子就是这么的庸常，却有细碎的事物，如太阳碎碎的光芒，洒落其上。

The day is so ordinary, but there are small things, such as the sun broken light, falling on it.

青春远远，莫作执念。人生短短，莫留遗憾。

Youth is far away, do not obsession. Life is short, dont have regrets.

时光可以老去故人，但记忆却可以耐久弥新。

Time fades away, but memories fade.

人生南北多岔路，君向潇湘我向秦。

Life north and south manifold, jun xiaoxiang I to qin.

做人间最柔情的人，见花低眉，历事感动，心随朝暮，浅笑得自在。

Do the worlds most tender people, see flowers low eyebrows, calendar things moved, heart with the evening, smile calmly.

来去都是自在风，重逢之人自重逢。

Come and go are free wind, meet from meet.

今后海的何处不再是海，是腐败的岛屿和表达不出的爱。

From then on the other side of the sea is no longer the sea, but the decayed island and the inexpressible love.

别听世俗的私语，去看自己喜好的风光。

Dont listen to the secular whisper, to see the scenery you like.

我要你攀上高高的城墙，却不是为了月亮。

I want you to climb high walls, but not for the moon.

模糊半生烂如泥，连哭都怕失了礼，生活不尽人意，毕竟是力所不及。

Absentminded half-life rotten as mud, even cry are afraid of lost ceremony, life is not satisfactory, after all, is powerless.

虽偶有微风细雨，但总归晴天朗照。

Although occasionally a light wind drizzle, but always sunny.

记忆的梗上，谁没有两三朵娉婷披着情感的花。

Memory stalks, who do not have two or three flowers and mood flowers.

我的皮囊不够都雅，灵魂也不够风趣，我生于灰尘，溺于人海，关于我的一切都平平得不像话。

My skin is not pretty enough, my soul is not interesting enough, I was born in the dust, drowned in the sea, everything about me is too plain.

得变态有，风不停吹，故意人一向追。

Gains and losses are common, the wind keeps blowing, people have been chasing.

花开花落是风光，起升沉伏是人生。

Flowers bloom and fall is the scenery, ups and downs is life.

光阴不成诗，你我皆是续者。

Time is not a poem, you and I are continuation.

似乎时候是最惹不起的工具，你敢浪费它，它就敢荒废了你。

It seems that time is the most can not afford to provoke things, you dare to waste it, it will dare to waste you.

不必太声张，是花自然香，是爱自然长。

Do not make public too, is the flower natural fragrance, is the love of nature long.

人间若有一见仍旧，命里终有一别陌路。

If there are old friends in the world, there will be a stranger in life.

光阴不声不响，却让人慌慌张张。

The years are silent, but helter-skelter.

“你太沉迷曩昔了，别在机场等一艘船，我的意义是你该往前看。”

Youre too caught up in the past. Dont wait for a boat at the airport. I mean, you should move on.

莫道桑榆晚，为霞尚满天。天意怜幽草，人世重晚晴。

Mo Sang Yu late, xia is still all over the sky. Providence pity the grass, the world heavy sunny.

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