Looking around, the rolling mist in the distant mountains is swaying, and the green wheat seedlings on the hillside are rippling with the spring breeze. It's really cool I think a year's plan lies in spring, which is a new beginning! Baoji, a mountain city that slept for a winter, was finally awakened by the delicate spring. The fragrance of the earth also lit up my infinite reverie and memories of the mountain city.
The dullness of life has erased many frivolous dreams. At the moment, there is only a long journey, only through the endless stream of people and vehicles, through the tall buildings standing in front of us, full of clear skies, white clouds and twinkling stars in the mountain city, as well as sparkling water waves along the Weihe River, bright lanterns and soft jade belts in the riverbank park. These are the pride of Baoji people in the mountain city. My heart moves with the wind, as if I were in a paradise, and my heart is full of beautiful memories and expectations. The breath of youth and the charm of pastoral ecology have wrapped this shy mountain city. I can never tell what kind of business is surging in my chest, warm and sweet. I seem to read the beauty and wealth of the mountain city in my dream.
Drunk, Shancheng drunk, I'm drunk too. Everything here is very comfortable, sincere and kind. Now I don't know what I'm thinking. What is the aftertaste? What do you expect? But what is certain is that under the calm face, my thoughts are constantly jumping, and I once dreamed of embracing the blue sky; Had a dream of fighting against wind, frost, rain, snow and lightning; I also dreamed that a tired traveler was enjoying the cool and enjoying the cool. Coming to Baoji, a mountain city, is my choice with no regrets in my life. I remember when I was a child, my father worked in Baoji. Every winter and summer vacation, I will come to my father's residence by car alone. I dream of working and studying in Baoji when I grow up. Yes, finally one day I got my wish and came to the beautiful Baoji. It has been 15 years. This 15 year really made me experience the ups and downs of my life, employment and unemployment. The sadness and pain in it can't be expressed. I know my dream in Baoji has not come true. The scissors of fate, click click to cut all the beautiful things. But in spite of this, I still like to write Baoji as a poem and keep it in my memory. I like the mountains in Baoji, like the feeling of seeing distant mountains, and like the imagination in the mountains: the tranquility and emptiness of mountains often make me feel like a vast universe; Is the boundless sea; Always a burning fire; It is a gale that sometimes roars and sometimes is silent; It is a cloud wrapped in heavy rain; It is a stream that sings quietly and cries like a cry; This is a tree full of flowers and branches in spring.
I wrote beautiful Baoji on my page. 15 years later, every word has a footprint, and every footprint has released my dreams and pursuits, pain and joy. I know the seasons are changing, everything is changing, everything is changing. The girl who once came to Baoji is now the mother of a child aged 10.
Work at sunrise, rest at sunset, the full moon disappears, the years change, and nothing else. Only the roads of mountains, rivers and bridges in mountain cities can open my heart: I have read many books, written many words and sang many songs. Let me forget my troubles and loneliness, miss full of green and find myself again. Tired, looking back at the distant mountains, waiting for the inspiration from the mountains. Because I am the master of the mountain city, only in this hot land can I sing happy songs to understand the philosophy of life.
Shancheng is drunk! I was drunk, too! I write the mountain city as a song and put it in my notebook, just like the lotus swaying in the wind, which always reminds people gently; Like larks singing, singing the best future and hope in our hearts.
Mountain city Baoji, I love you!