2. Even if the tiny joys and sorrows in the world can shake the mountains, how can it shake more suns, moons and Qi Mei skies?
The mountain stands in front of us, with lush vegetation and flowers. The continuous drizzle makes the mountains shrouded in clouds. If the peaks are in the clouds, they are even more majestic and sinister, making people feel mysterious and beautiful, elegant and cold.
The moon in early winter, clear and cold, pours out the same ice from the west of Yin Hui.
5. Campus, my book castle. You let me know "good" and "bad"! I can't live without you. You are the source of my strength.
6. The moon, round, is like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie.
7. Let's go to Yuan Ye. You see, patches of green grass are endless, with beautiful wild flowers growing on them. The grass on the Yuan Ye is like thousands of greenguard, guarding the flowers. No matter how people press and step on it, they will not bow their heads.
8. Winter is the peak of memory coming. In winter, I will always be pulled up by the rope for no reason. This fallacy of mine was confirmed by my friend. So in winter, I pay special attention to everything. In winter, my mood is always heavy, especially when the weather is bad, but occasionally I will be happy. In winter, sometimes I don't know. In winter, I always feel dizzy. It may be a day of hibernation. But I don't want to give up my life. It is a waste to spend such a beautiful day in a deep sleep without feeling it, so I will not be reconciled. After all, there is only one winter in a year. But there is no good pastime in winter, because I always meditate. However, sometimes new discoveries are made in meditation.
9. Autumn is a piece of golden rice. The breeze blew and the rice began to sing a harmonious song. At this time, hard-working farmers are harvesting rice; The song of rice and the joy of harvest are intertwined, and a symphony of harvest is played.