Before sunset, we took bold steps to chase the golden sunshine. When the sunset disappears her last scenery in the sky, we should put on the bright moonlight and rush to the next destination to welcome the morning.
The morning is as beautiful as the sunset, but it will never bring people the same feeling. The morning brings hope and longing, while the sunset brings melancholy and sadness.
4, such as tears of rain beads, infinite sadness and tears in my heart, miss the capital, kindness is always in my chest!
Frogs in the field outside the window are one after another. When I was young, I walked through the green bridge slate countless times, but now it has gradually drifted away. On the night of light summer, accompanied by familiar songs, I returned to the bottom of my pen, missed the light summer countless times, reversed the fleeting time and loved the tranquility of the night. Long time no see, old times, long time no see, the peace in June.
6. That green bamboo forest, fireflies flying, grotesque stones, and a cool breeze with a few bamboo leaves, flows eastward with the stream and flows to an unknown distance. Looking back, do you still have the circle carved on the tree when you were a child? Are those restless crows still talking about the desolation and sadness of dark and windy nights?
7, a curtain of dreams, dreams sent to the lotus pond. Calm in the world of mortals, proudly in the wind and rain. Let the world ebb and flow, lonely, quiet and serene. Gorgeous in the corner of the lotus pond, fiery under the green leaves, unobtrusive, impetuous, calm life, no desire, no desire, this is the character of the lotus.
8. You see, pairs of butterflies flying freely, vines green with love and colorful wildflowers are full of spiritual liberation, fragrant and refreshing, and whatever they smell is a little sweet; Warm and soft spring sunshine, sprinkled on the body, quietly reading, slowly intoxicated, but my heart sprouted a different kind of peace. ...
9. There are flowers and plants everywhere, watching butterflies dance lightly and listening to birds singing on the leaves. In this world where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, it is more refreshing and artistic than listening to a beautiful piece of music. Even if you are unhappy, you will disappear and sneak away. At this time, you have been integrated with nature, blue sky and white clouds, green grass and green leaves, butterfly flowers, lying on the soft lawn, closing your eyes slightly, quietly listening to the voice of nature, meeting your soul, and letting your thoughts wander and dream at the other end of your heart … intoxicated!
10, overlooking the mountains at the proudly exposed peak, commanding, always gives people the pleasure of "infinite scenery on the dangerous peak". In midsummer, at the foot of the mountain, flowers bloom, cattle and sheep flock, rare birds and animals are everywhere, and crazy green spreads on the vast grassland here. It is here that an endless river is bred, which is called Mamba River by local people.
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12, meandering water is flowing and interwoven in the meandering flow. You can feel the bottom of your heart in pen and ink, poetry, scenery and Ran Ran's love. Just such a scene, such a scene, never, never see again. The realm of imagination, the feeling of imagination, and the scene of imagination suddenly moved away from my heart. Standing on the gazebo, the cold wind suddenly woke up the sky. It turned out that I was too nostalgic.
13, the peach trees in front of the window are leafy and leafy. Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year. My mother's peach-blossom face is always an image in my dream, which often appears in my mind-clear and true, but never touched. The rings of the years keep turning, how many past events have been forgotten in the fleeting light and shadow, and the lost water in the river of memory no longer looks back and has no trace. And my mother's smile, and the dribs and drabs that I get along with my mother day and night, are like a picture scroll engraved in my heart, which I will never forget in my life.
14, fragrant and poetic. Like the lotus of water, it has the nature of nature. A word "light" explains the heart. Being in Holland is as quiet as a lotus. The glitz of the world and the disturbance of the world are all outside the world of mortals, leaving only the purity, calmness, serenity and fragrance of the lotus in my heart.
15, heart like lotus, quiet inside. Driving a canoe, playing a flute, from the depths of the pond, holding a lotus flower in my arms, like a pink girl, crystal clear, slim, charming, happy, loving, pitying, floral fragrance into my heart, tender feelings at the end.
16. Classical and graceful words are pulling the vines of thoughts and stirring my tenderness, forcing me to walk into the wet long road on this blurred moonlit night, softly calling for the beauty of the water side, and looking for shelter in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in the depths of drunken dreams.
17, breezy, sparkling and fragrant, exquisite and graceful. Lotus leaves roll with the wind, lotus flowers dance, delicate and elegant charm and delicate posture, shy and shy, just like a virgin, eyebrows and almond eyes, which makes people feel pity and gives birth to some tenderness.
18, at dusk in summer, the shepherd boy rode a cow and sang songs back to the village, and saw the smoke curling up.
19, April, flowers bloom and fall, willow branches are graceful, clear water conveys love, mountains are green and waters are green, and wheatgrass is everywhere. In April, I miss the wind, spring is full, and the colorful season is slightly sad. I miss growing up in the lush spring of April, beating my heartache that I can't peel off-it's a deep memory of my mother.
20. On a summer night, dancing with the wind and thinking about it, the long field path will have no end. /kloc-I have never let go for 0/6 years, just because this is my destiny, there will always be fireflies along the way, and there will be no loneliness in those shallow summer days. In the dark, it's like taking a nap in front of the bookcase. In fact, I have long understood that this is my favorite June dialogue.