From a cold northern town.
Move to a beautiful and prosperous city in the south.
Life is poetry and distance from now on.
The future will be full of poetry and painting.
I used to think that in the world where I was running,
This is a dark wasteland.
When the sun shines under my eaves
Soft light through the curtains
The warm sunshine of the city can also warm my heart.
This is a busy green city.
The morning sun hasn't climbed the roof yet.
People carry endless bread and milk.
Rush to finish the work
Road congestion on go on road trip Road.
The crowded subway is even more terrible.
Thank you for your time card.
I didn't cross the needle and thread at night
A good mood for a day's work
In the click of the keyboard
Gratitude rises unconsciously.
This is a city that can't stop every minute.
This is a paradise for strugglers.
Don't complain about the bitterness and busyness of life
The joy of success comes from struggle.
When you raise the glass of success
Aerial view of high-rise buildings in the city
In the fiery sunset
It is the most beautiful fireworks outside the window.
The Huangpu River is sparkling.
Skyscrapers on both sides of Pujiang River
That is the most beautiful three-dimensional picture scroll in the world.
This is a paradise for strugglers.
Here are some more imaginative things.
Poetry and dreams