On the road, the scenery is picturesque, the willows on the shore are lush, the peach blossoms are charming, time becomes poetry, and the heart swims with the scenery. Liu Zhan's palace is beautiful, peach blossoms are tender, clear water is beautiful, and the spring breeze is graceful.
There is a fragrance in the air. Soft fingers, warm breeze dancing. Surrounded by green mountains and green waters in the outer suburbs, people are still full of interest and intoxicated with the enthusiasm for outing. Take the east wind to see the morning, and laugh at the shepherd boy to fly the kite. The scenery in Yichun is new, with green mountains and green waters and white clouds. Warm your heart, smile, and find your dreams with warm heart! Spring breeze is leisurely!
In the early morning in Shuicheng, Li Na's hometown, the sun rises like a gentle dream, and the white clouds are flowing. The sun, like the light of dreams, illuminates one dream after another, boundless grassland, warm and shallow dreams, shining bit by bit under the sunshine, with a touch of freshness. Bring infinite beautiful reverie to those who go hiking. In late spring, they wander around again. Beautiful faces stare at each other and express a thousand words, changing the scenery of spring. The air is full of warmth, the sun is warm and the breeze is gentle.
The wings of reverie fly, and the gentle breeze blows the halo of dreams. Those who go for an outing seem to be singing in a low voice, telling the beautiful scenery of pear country and writing the ancient and elegant cultural history of pear fragrance. Reincarnation resorted to goodwill. After several years, I left a scroll and wandered in the scenery, lingering. The white clouds are long, and I can't help sighing at this time: the years are like water and ink, the youth is like flowers, the lakes and mountains are hidden and beautiful, and I can't forget to return to Yiyuan. The scenery is picturesque, the soft wind, butterflies, rain and fog are hazy, the drunken spring is full of wine, and the flowers and kelp dream of flying!
Clouds in the sky, like elves dancing in the blue sky, hold pure dreams and shake the soul in heaven!
Slightly blooming flowers, brewing shallow poetic dreams, blooming bright light; Pear flowers in bud, plain clothes green, pear flowers in eyes, pure and continuous, subtle colors, blooming plowshares, rich fragrance, overflowing fragrance, flying butterflies, whispering rosy spring dreams with different shades of poetry! Spring is full of faces! More like a group of flying butterflies, dancing lightly and falling into a soft dream!
Walking, pear blossoms ripple and condense into a hazy poetic dream, crossing the sea of hearts without trace! Elegant, light and melodious. .....
Lyric Prose 2: I have been longing for it for a long time, waiting for it for a long time, and I have never given up in my heart. It's been too long. Time is running out. Dare not look in the mirror, only feel a few stubble, thin thoughts, doors and windows closed for a long time, dormant in the frozen shell in winter. It seems to be an appointment. Why in the coldest winter, it is still difficult to give up the warm wind and sunshine, and the fragrance of a tree and a flower can't curl up under the bed? That pool of residual lotus is always in my dream city. I have walked on the ground of Liu countless times for fear of missing the first piece of goose yellow blooming.
The residual snow is melting and the cold wind is still strong. I'm looking for those sandals for an outing. Laugh at my infatuation countless times, but I can't help it. The pregnant virgin keeps her own rhythm, and I can't wait to wander in the wilderness, waiting for her to give birth to a brand-new spring. Spring has come, quietly, I am still standing in the cold wind, watching obsessively.
"Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." Open the doors and windows, the spring breeze blows head on, and the outdoor scenery is full of spring. Hurry straight to Dalongshan, oh, tourists are weaving. Grinding ink and spreading the picture of spring; Record the charming spring scenery with a pen. The majestic Dalong Mountain is in front of us, with high peaks and huge stones flying in the air, surging like waves and winding up along the Yangtze River. At the beginning of the warm sun, the black color is like smoke, mysterious and tall and straight. Legend has it that Ming Taizu fled in defeat and hid in this mountain. He was rescued by a monk in the mountain and sealed the temple after he ascended the throne. So far, the remains still exist and the incense is strong. At this time, the heart is not in the mountain, so let it go for a while.
Not far ahead, a lake with clear water and blue waves undulates, like a beautiful jade inlaid in the plain of the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, with vast smoke and sparkling waves. From a distance, the lake is beautiful, the green hills are reflected, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the water is beautiful. This is my impression of Shitang Lake. Understatement, beautiful and noble. I can't help but pick up a stone and let it float. Grandson was happy and immediately picked up the stone and let it splash. He was too happy to leave for a long time.
After a few more miles, the car stopped at the edge of a peach forest. It is really "Dongfeng means to go to Momozhi first, and the red powder is greasy." Lonely field, "a tree is full of flowers." Just in the car, I enjoyed "countless flowers on the branches of Mo Mo". In this way, "one flower at a time", the whole hillside was covered by Xia Hong. When I walked into Taoyuan, I was curious. The sparse peach branches had flowers and no leaves. I mistakenly thought it was a cold plum tree, clusters, clusters in full bloom, warm and charming. A breeze blew, and suddenly the fragrance came. It is no wonder that the ancients had a poem "A demon trapped in a bun and a drinker broke branches". I grabbed a branch and smelled it repeatedly, which surprised a bee. Pick up a few leaves, want to see what it looks like after the cold winter, how can it be so enchanting red without biting pain.
Through a vegetable field, climb a hill, climb high and overlook, full of spring scenery. Ah! It turns out that this hot land under our feet is so beautiful! The rape fields are endless, golden everywhere on the hillside and in the depression, and there is no splash of ink, which is a spectacle! Magnificent! Shocking! For example, brocade woven by spring breeze, embroidery soaked by spring rain, or long scrolls written by painters? This is our home. All love, golden. The sun shines, the breeze flows, a peach tree, a touch of purples, a splendid river and colorful flowers decorate the earth. Is that a flower? A stupid sentence popped up in my heart. On second thought, it's a flower, but it's not. It's just the fruits and vegetables we often eat, blooming in this fertile soil. They are ordinary, but I think they are noble. Noble is not only gold, but noble quality moistened by spring breeze. If you are there, you will be moved by these peaches, reds and willows. They are great, enthusiastic and positive.
I can't restrain my excitement when I come back from an outing. I think of those flowers and plants, not because I am small, not because I am not gorgeous, but because I am ordinary.
In the spring, in the abundant spring, see ten miles of peach blossoms, listen to the jointing of wheat seedlings, and root in the ground in March; Step into spring, close your eyes, feel the temperature of a cloud, the fragrance of a flower, open your heart and feel the sunshine in your heart. Go hiking, enjoy the spring, enjoy the spring. You can't just be a bystander. You should feel the initial heart of plants, pick the golden color of a cauliflower, make life gorgeous, sleeve the fragrance of a bunch of peach blossoms, make life red, and make our home dress more richly and enchanting. The scenery is picturesque, but flowers are still needed.
Lyric prose for an outing III. Living in the bedroom for a long time, stepping into Shan Ye in spring, looking for wild fun, you can undoubtedly feel the fresh charm of nature.
Drizzle, sunshine, warm wind, the role of nature, Shan Ye is full of vitality everywhere. Weedy jungle, under the tree, beside the grass, wild bracken keeps growing wildly. Tender bracken appears like a little question mark, standing on the ground, as if to say, don't you like me?
Although there are reports, scientists have found that eating bracken all the year round is harmful to health. People who pick and eat bracken are still in an endless stream, even exported abroad; In the big spring, groups of people go hiking, some go up the mountain alone, or specialize in playing wild vegetables, or sweep graves on Qingming Day; Between the mountains, bracken unearthed with question marks can be seen everywhere. People have long abandoned the ancient poem "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls", which was attracted by the wild bracken everywhere, and some people picked it all the way and lost it.
The mountains are lush and colorful. If it is a place where a hundred flowers blossom, you can harvest the colorful nature, fill the empty spirit and change your face. The unearthed bracken is hairy and divided into bitter bracken and sweet bracken. The rain in Mao Mao is roaring, the mountains are wet, and the bracken vegetation is full of natural elements and moisture. When it is big, it will be green, like a big cattail leaf fan, fresh and tender. Pteridium aquilinum was born inexpensively and thickly in the mountains along the unchanged genes thousands of years ago. For travelers, it may be the most accessible natural food.
Different mountains are a little different. Where there are many trees, there are many kinds of trees, and the colors are particularly clear and beautiful. Only the grass slopes are bare, and tenacious bracken emerges and is mixed with weeds. Walking into the depths of the mountains, the roads are overgrown with weeds and need sickles and sticks to open the way; Because too many people have gone out to work in recent years, many people have abandoned the doorway of relying on mountains to make a fortune. Deep cultivated land is hard to see, and bracken is longer. In the depths of the mountains, I occasionally see rows of sturdy hundred-year-old pines on the top of the mountain, as if blowing the horn of progress, and the trees grow fast. It seems to be a guardian who sticks to the mountains and stands guard for a green water and blue sky; Like the embodiment of our ancestors, we have been lying in our home for a long time.
Walking into the mountains, kissing nature, embracing colors, picking game, erasing wind, frost and rain, add meaning to life.
The footsteps of spring are drifting away, and if you don't pay attention, you will miss the loss around you. Spring is too beautiful to grasp the beauty of time. Look, bees and butterflies are dancing and flowers are in full bloom. Listen, the wind dances quietly, and the leaves dance with it. Do you share my good ideas? Do you have a bright spring smile on your lips like me in the distance, and do you want to capture this beautiful moment like me in the distance?
Do you have the same heartbeat as me? Look at this cauliflower, Huang Cancan's, sweet and fragrant. Do you want to commemorate the beauty of this spring like me? I want to go for an outing with you in this season of flowers and plants. Suck the breath of spring together, listen to the story of spring together, and enjoy the vitality of every grass, tree, flower and leaf in spring together.
However, the distance makes you and I have to miss this, and this idea is deeply buried in my heart. I turn this idea into my infinite waiting, waiting for one day when you come back at some time in spring, take my hand and go with the wind to explore the greenery of spring. Bring happiness and relax. On the road in the suburbs, I hid behind your warm figure and enjoyed the sunshine. Stepping on the melody of spring, you say something and I say something, weaving a beautiful Haruka in the bright sunshine. I hope these fantasies can come true one by one. I want to go hiking with you and feel the gift of spring to nature with the fragrance of vegetables and flowers. Let's watch the flowers bloom and fall, and let's gather in Ting Yun.
Spring is very long because I miss you. Summer, because waiting for you, becomes far away. Autumn, because I care about you, it becomes deserted. In winter, because I miss you, the weather gets cold.
Do you also feel the dribs and drabs of spring? Since I had you, my heart has been as beautiful as spring. The grass is green, the birds are ringing and the flowers are overflowing. You didn't accompany me through every step of the spring, but you left me with long thoughts. Only missing accompanied me through every moment of spring.
You see, Huang Cancan, cauliflower and bees also like this spring gift. Put this friendship above hard work.
I want to capture the picture of this spring for you to see, integrate my thoughts into the beautiful picture and convey it to you in the distance. In my dream, my heart and my smile, I want to go for an outing hand in hand with you in the season of flowers and vegetables. With a good mood, set off for a distant place.
Flowers will dance happily for our arrival, bees will work hard for our arrival, and birds will sing happily for our arrival. You see, everything is welcoming us. Are you also happy with this welcome?
Under the melody of this spring, I want to sing a song for you, a song that belongs to you and me, following the footsteps of spring and the rhythm of nature. I miss you very much. You can take me for an outing this spring. I, song for you, dance for me.
Flowers bloom only for those who know how to appreciate them, and they fade only for those who leave and return.
Rape flower is an ordinary and simple flower. However, it is precisely because of such a flower that this party has been raised. It is because of such a flower that people know more about the beauty of life. Although it is a simple and ordinary flower, it can always bloom in people's hearts and fragrance in people's world.
For you, an ordinary and simple one can always exist in my heart. I want to see the spring presents with you and feel the vitality of everything. Go for an outing with you easily and find the footsteps of spring that belong to you and me.
Where is spring? Spring is where you have me.
In spring, Xianghu Lake is full of blue waves, the water is sparkling, and the lakes and mountains are quiet and pleasant, just like a painting. Spring breeze blows on the face, the air is fresh, wet and cool, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing. The lake is too deep and the color is a little dark blue.
A cruise ship crossed the lake, and the red side of the ship was particularly beautiful in color matching, like scissors "pulling" to cut green cloth.
There are many people hiking around the lake, almost all of them come out together, some take wedding photos, and some camp here with tents. The scenery here is beautiful, but it is not as crowded as the West Lake. This is really a good place for vacation and camping. I hope we will have a chance to go camping and relax in the future.
Early songbirds flew to February,
Fudi Liu Yang indulged in the smog of spring.
The children came back from school early,
Dongfeng is busy, flying kites.
In spring, at least one scenic spot is a kite. The windy island in the middle of the lake is a good place to fly kites.
We are tired of walking, so we will have a rest here, eat some strawberries and watch some dads fly kites with their babies. Two kites are intertwined, and it takes a toss to untie them. Twin girls are blowing bubbles, and a one-year-old toddler is chasing bubbles on the lawn. ...
We sat on the slope with our backs to the sun, our backs warm. Looking at them, we feel that time passes slowly and comfortably.
There is a museum of prehistoric sites, built by the water's edge, with a strange design and a good view. We also went in to visit it, showed some farm tools in the farming era and some foreign delegations visited it.
I also found a good place to hang a hammock and lie down reading, hoping for a chance.
I picked up a windmill on the road and blew it all the way back. I am happy, like a child.
The lyric prose of outing 6 is also called spring outing, exploring spring and seeking spring. In spring, when the flowers turn green, we go hiking in suburban Yuan Ye and play all kinds of games, such as cuju, swinging and flying kites. China's outing custom has a long history, and the legend has been formed as early as the pre-Qin period and has been passed down to this day. Now I'm in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Taking advantage of the great spring, we can feel the outing together, recite the poems of the ancients together, and walk with the songs together.
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It's another sunny day in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Let's enjoy the beauty of spring, appreciate the beauty of spring and go for an outing!
Walking was formed as early as the pre-Qin period, and it has been followed to this day. According to the Book of Jin, every spring, people go to the suburbs to enjoy the scenery together, especially in the Tang and Song Dynasties. According to "Old Tang Book", "In February of the second year of Dali, at noon, it was fortunate that Kunming was green." The outing in the Tang Dynasty was the most prosperous. At that time, there were many names, such as spring outing, exploring spring, seeking spring and so on. In Meng Jiao's poem Chang 'an, there is a saying: "When the sun rises in the West Garden, you only look at the flowers and willows", so it is also called "the flowers and willows swim". Du Fu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, once recorded the grand occasion of the royal spring outing. "On March 3rd, the world was new, and many beautiful women took a walk in Chang 'an seaside." Going for an outing was also very popular in the Song Dynasty. The genre painting "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" by Zhang Zeduan, a painter in the Song Dynasty, vividly depicts the lively scene of the Qingming Festival centered on the Bianhe River outside Bianjing. In this picture, there are more than 550 people, more than 50 livestock, more than 20 ships, more than 20 cars and sedan chairs. The grand occasion of the Qingming outing can be seen. For thousands of years, hiking has gradually become a ritual. "I don't play in spring, but I am afraid I am an idiot." Bai Juyi's poem "Spring Tour" is a portrayal of this mentality.
Going for an outing means that in the spring when flowers turn green, people go hiking in suburban Yuan Ye together and play various games, such as cuju, swinging and flying kites. Men and women go hiking together, also known as "outing" or "outing", and there are many touching stories circulating. The most famous is Face Peach Blossom. According to "Poem of Dream-returning Skills", Cui Hu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, once went on a trip and met a beautiful woman leaning against a peach tree, inviting him to tea affectionately. We met by chance, but we didn't agree. The following year, I revisited the old place, but the peach blossoms were still there, and there was no beautiful scenery. So he wrote a poem on the door: "last year today, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off." People don't know where to go, and peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. " Based on this, later generations also told a sad and beautiful story.
Let's walk together while the spring is bright and full of vitality, shall we? Walking in nature, thousands of miles of land are full of flowers, birds are singing and dancing, lush forests are full of mountains and green, and the water in Yuan Ye rice fields reflects the brilliance of the sky. You will definitely think of the poem "A thousand miles of birds sing green and red, and the water village is full of wine flags". If birds are singing everywhere in the mountains and the drizzle is floating gently like a cloud, then "the mountains are clear and the water is white, and the rain is like smoke" is the best portrayal. Walking on the road in the mountain village, you can also see innocent children chasing and fighting on the roadside and flying kites in the warm east wind. You will naturally sing the poem "Children come home early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind". Walking into the farmer's garden, we may see flowers on both sides of the path, and the flowers are bent down. Butterflies in the game come and go among the flowers, hovering and dancing, clinging to them and unwilling to leave. The free oriole makes a delicate call in the tree, and the sound is so harmonious and beautiful. In this way, "Huang Si's family is full of flowers, and the flowers are low. Even butterflies dance from time to time, and charming Yingying just cries. " This poem should be blurted out.
Spring brings her unique new green, and the sea comes to us, which makes people enchanted; Spring, with her unique warmth, comes to us like the tide, which makes people's emotional. Spring is a canvas full of life. New green, light green, bright green, green, green eyes, tender our eyes. There is still a little bit of red, a little bit of yellow, a little bit of pink and a little bit of purple, which twinkles like stars and makes us shine at the moment.
Therefore, when we walk in spring, we can't help thinking of many poems of ancient poets and marveling at their unique inspiration. Ting Yun, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote: "Everything in Rain Hua is fresh, sunny at first sight, chilly in spring and quiet in the past." . Yu Xiang flies like a butterfly and sleeps like a bird. "Spring in a Rainy Rain by Li Mi in the Song Dynasty was in February in a clear sky in Nanyang. Fine grass raises mud to keep swallows, and good flowers hide honey for bees "; In the Song Dynasty, Wu Weixin wrote: "Pear blossoms rise in the wind, and wanderers go out of the city in search of spring. The sunset song is packed away, and the willows return to the warbler "; Meng Jiao's poem said, "What is the most prophetic, everything is white"; The most lively is Su Dongpo's "The Duck Prophet of Spring River Plumbing". Wang Anshi has "apricot blossoms alone are like calling guests, leaning against the wall for days"; Lu you has "the willow does not cover the spring scenery, and an apricot goes out of the wall"; Wen Tingyun has "a beautiful afternoon in spring, where is Zhumen outside the wall"; Song Qi has "Han Xiao is light outside the smoke, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring"; Yuan Haowen asked, "There is a cross outside the apricot wall, and the half palace is filled with Yang". But I'm afraid Ye Shaoweng's "Spring can't be caged, an apricot goes out of the wall" is the most familiar and charming one. The elegance of ancient poets is really touching!
Spring is a beautiful season and a poetic season; Spring means a vibrant beginning. Let's sing the praises of spring. During the Qingming Festival, let's go for an outing, read ancient poems, enjoy the spring scenery and indulge in the magic of nature.
I like Mr. Zhu Ziqing's Hurry, Mr. Zhu Ziqing's Spring, Mr. Liu Yong's Life and Bing Xin's Paper Boat. Today, I also want to write a book for myself, an instinctive inspirational book. It's really good without too much preparation! Still insist on writing, all my own words, but I want to share my happiness with you and make friends with you!
My life circle is very single and simple. Basically, nothing makes me depressed. Maybe I am too kind, or maybe I am too stupid!
To tell the truth, just entering this society, I think people should be mature and thoughtful. So people can see you. I won't ignore you. It's different now. In fact, sometimes simplicity will make people feel very comfortable and feel that the world is so simple.
Am I too sad or sentimental, how can I still be in tears? Maybe everything is arranged by heaven, no matter how strong I am now, but when I get home, I find that my father is still not in my hometown and suddenly I will talk to myself. I miss my father so much that I can't erase it from my mind. If I were not today, I would have been able to earn money by working on my own. How can I buy my own ticket and go back to my hometown to see my hometown and my family? I feel arbitrary and lonely when I go in and out alone, but I am grateful. Although my mother is 66 years old, I can't see her many times when I go home, but even if I go home alone and walk into the yard, I can't help but feel empty at home. My eyes are already covered with tears. I like to cry, I like to cry, I like to be free and easy, and it will be better to cry.
Later, if you go back to your hometown and want to see your mother, you will have a holiday. Every time I think of my mother who works outside to earn money, she is more bitter and stronger than me. I will suddenly cheer up, and I will suddenly encourage myself to strive for the best goal. Maybe I have experienced some setbacks, or maybe I was born with an instinct. I heard that Aries is a fearless leader. Once you make up your mind, you will overcome all difficulties to achieve your goal.
What I said is reasonable, so I will seize the opportunity to show my leadership style, that is, as long as I work harder than others, I will become a leader!
The outside world is big and good, but I can't let go of my friends in my hometown. I want to go back to my hometown every year to see, listen, write and draw. This spring-like field is green, so I followed with a spring-like smile, dancing and singing "Walking on a Country Road".
In fact, in this busy work, I took time to embark on the last bus home alone. The most important thing to say is Sisi, because my father turned around and left this world in a hurry eight years ago because of the incurability of acute leukemia in the late stage. In the past eight years, I want to say too much!
There may be such an age difference in our family, which is also one in ten thousand! I have three sisters, one elder brother, and the elder brother is the second child. Anyway, I was born at 44. My youngest sister is two years older than me, while my oldest sister is 23 years older than me. Except for the youngest four sisters, I have been an aunt at home, and I am the child of my nephew. They are both two or three years older than me. But in our family, what I want to mention most is my youngest four sisters. At present, when she was born, she was in poor health and got a disease that has not been inquired at present. When my fourth sister was born, she had a big water bag on her head, about the size of her head. Later, the doctor told my mother that my fourth sister was either dumb or stupid, so she had better not keep it, so she made a decision for my mother and threw her into the trash can!
Later, I don't know how long it took. My mom can't get out of bed, and my dad has been delivering meals until now. At that time, in 1987, the village party secretary was fined for our children's super-life! But my father heard from my mother that the doctor threw my fourth sister in the trash can. When my father heard such surprising news, he immediately got up and looked for the trash can. Fortunately, the cleaning staff went to the hospital for dinner, otherwise the fourth sister really couldn't accompany me, since childhood! My father saved my fourth sister, and I am very grateful! Because I have grown up!
Now the fourth sister's brain reaction is always a little late, but she can't lie. Everything she says is simpler than mine, carefree, not too anxious and not too sentimental! Fourth sister is also my father's most painful little daughter, because she is better than me, obedient than me, and will not refute! But we really know her goodness!
I remember the scene when my father closed his eyes. Finally, I was worried about Fourth Sister's marriage, because Fourth Sister was different from us normal people after all, and I knew exactly what I was writing now. It's strange that my father can't let go of my fourth sister, and my fourth sister can't go back to her hometown, otherwise her head will hurt and it's useless to take medicine. I have also experienced a lot of troubles. I think she will have a headache in our house, but she is fine in my sister's house, my brother's house and the neighbor's house!
At first, we didn't know. We often took my sister to the hospital to take painkillers. It was fine when I got to the hospital, and it took a long time to find out. This time, I came to the county seat from Hefei alone. First, I stayed at my brother's house for an hour and decided to go back to my hometown to get some clothes and luggage I wanted to wear. But I dare not go home alone. I want Fourth Sister to go with me. She didn't agree. When I turned around and decided to go to the station, I walked about 20 meters alone. She ran after him in tears. Sister, I can't go back with you. I will have a headache. You ......
Don't cry. I don't blame you. I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. I'm going home to get some clothes to wear. It's only after two o'clock. I have to catch the late bus back to the county seat at night. Wait for me in my brother's shop, will you?
Four elder sisters listened to my words and decided to take me to the station together. I didn't agree, because I didn't need it. I didn't trust her to come back alone, so I advised her to go back. When she turned to leave, my tears poured in!
Although my hometown was born in the countryside, I have long fallen in love with the countryside. Of course, I often come to my hometown for an outing when I work outside. A quarter of an hour passed and I arrived at the station. It didn't take long to start, and I was happy and yearning all the way!
What a nice day! Only by walking in the countryside can we truly feel that this is spring! Look at the rows of tall and straight maple leaves, cypresses, pines, willows and flowers on the roadside, unlike what you see in the city, there is no summer breath! They are completely grown by themselves. It doesn't take much energy to cultivate them, but they can also grow vigorously. It is true that wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller in the spring breeze.
Maybe seeing such a sight will make me sit still in the car. Humming a few country songs is also very interesting. Looking at the familiar route, I got off as soon as I stopped. I'm going to put on my headphones and listen to the song "Walking on a Country Road" and take out my camera. I want to bathe in the sunset field, freeze it and let the camera create a pink memory for myself. This is a souvenir of my trip again!