Our intrusion broke the silence of the mountain forest, and countless birds rang through our ears, bringing unspeakable joy. I only feel that my heart is close to nature!
Sitting in the suffocating classroom for countless times, looking at the chimney smoking black smoke outside the window, depicting euphemistic birdsong with boring brushstrokes. But I don't know, the sound of nature here can never be truly described, even if it is experienced from famous articles. I have written running water countless times, and I have written withered red flowers with a sad heart. I don't know that there is always such a voice in the soft soil of the mountain forest: "It is not heartless to fall red, but to turn into spring mud to protect flowers." I have sung for freedom and praised for happiness countless times, but I have never listened to nature so attentively. When the birds return to their nests, the warmth revealed by the mother when feeding the chicks; Ants struggle to carry food together, showing tenacity and unity; The intricacies caused by trees, grass and vines ... how can everything be simply understood from textbooks? Even if it is a wonderful pen, it may not explain the mystery of this magical nature.
Without that trip, without that "bold" move, I would not be so excited and happy to write exciting words, nor would I praise myself with this. I proudly and faithfully said, "I found a lot and realized a lot in the vast forest." I realized this famous saying with the purest heart:' the connotation and significance of Chinese. "
Who dares to deny that Chinese comes from life?