Yang Jiang: The person's affection resembles wind, cannot calm all one's life

Article Piao Yang Jiang

Why does heaven and earth keep watch so complexly tie inter?

Good thing holds off it, soft thing pulls it circle. Without giving thought to it how is fiercely blown;

Had blown the mountain peak of block day, free and easy the woods that wind around, had swept extensive ocean, do not escape eventually go beyond heaven and earth.

Perhaps be this, wind cannot calm all one's life, with the person's feeling.

The quietest perhaps wind, still be stroke stroke breeze.

As expected grain wind is not moved, not be quiet, be to brew storm however.

Yang Jiang: The person's affection resembles wind, cannot calm all one's life

The hot summer days with frowsty evaporate, wind heavily day depress half, the small leaf of head of the tip of a tree heavy is hanging down, wind is not moved one tiny bit, but is He Cengping static?

The force of wind, can have become aware beforehand, be like the beast of prey of crouch, sleeping, should jumping far jump.

Stroke stroke breeze is the only quietest, nothing goes obstruct it.

Leaf tease by it, willow bows down it, flower is female follow its a simple move or action, it allows to go out in the window in the door into, small cloud is adherent it drifts, surface is worn by its lean close to, also blandly lets its rub knead.

Of the Wen Liang as morning and evening, the four seasons cold warm, a breeze, a long time ago like that light weak feeling, make world surplus reveals care to be fond of different color.

Occasionally blast is so light, so glad, mischievous like flap all the way fiddle with.

Bring some of clear worry lightly occasionally, occasionally of profit profit take some of tenderness; Occasionally Kang Shuang, occasionally desolate.

Who says heaven and earth is merciless? It slightly laugh, gently groan, make restraining wind stroke stroke puff only.

Because be loosened, heaven and earth is not chaired.

If a running water, disrelish cross-strait colligation too close, it should flow only, stream, stream, shed the sea continuously, did not have border, free.

Wind, unless it closely bring together rises, do not have a law however unfixed it.

Yang Jiang: The person's affection resembles wind, cannot calm all one's life

Loosen some, let it blow some heavier; Branch block do not put, a cobble a small grass sidewards body is extending arm to hold back. The window is disrelished small, the door disrelishs narrow, had not squeezed.

The wall obscures it, room at covering it.

But is wind considered get these? Sha Shi mights as well taking away, leaf can coil smooth, the wall can be overturned, the house can be thrown.

Blow again some heavier, tree can unplug, hill stone can collapse with blowing, can furl sea, chunk land embezzle, can building castle a head a few sweep clean.

Listen to it wild howl fleer howls wail general, it is to hold back it more, it is crazy more push commonly bump into the past.

Who can still be in charge of it?

Subterranean silt is blown in a long time, ethereal cloud is pressed close the ground, the sun did not have brightness, color was done not have on the ground, want to demolish heaven and earth continuously, those who restore not to separate scope of activity then is muddleheaded.

Nevertheless wind cannot throw one horn to a just judge after all, bump will go out. Anyway violent, be in frowzily after all small among a heaven and earth.

Blow, can rise and fall like sea floor only that force that agitate wears, lift one billow, be pressed again volt goes down.

Wind is pressed in in the world so namely, blowing blowing, blow the ground only messy, oneself are unaltered it is not to get freedom.

Unfinished, arrive like choler the utmost, cannot again angry, the be worried that changes weak and weary through illness is vexed; Arrive like distress the utmost, turn Cheng Mianmian deep and remote hate; Orgiastic to the utmost, turn into desolate; Disappointment arrives the utmost, became dim.

Wind makes top to the top of one's bent, also lack.

Yang Jiang: The person's affection resembles wind, cannot calm all one's life

It is Yan Leng's wind no matter, the wind with hot evaporate, it is the wind that wail no matter, anger the wind that cry, come to end, gradually faint go down, remnant a few long sighs, did not have sound, be like wind to be blown.

But wind where was blown.

When wanting to listen to calm only, night dusk, often have a few times low why, resemble bringing the old person of the life, the groan of have no alternative.

Wind still does not agree after all domesticate bend over.

Perhaps be this, heaven and earth keeps watch so closely restraining.

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