Qianshan Twilight

Thousands of mountains and snow, all the way is sunny with hazy sky, following the steps of autumn tigers. All the Way was ready to go, sweating like rain under the scorching sun. As the sunset went west, we dragged our exhaustion, and the long figure and the nonsense song fell behind us, telling the harvest of the day. The flowers are speechless, and the flowers bloom recklessly in the vast fields. I remember every bit. There is always a feeling that can go deep into the bone marrow, a memory that can dazzle to smile and cry, and my friends accompany me every sunset and dusk. In those days, I sat on the ground secretly and played jokes that I didn’t dare to shout loudly. I was delighted because I found the ripe fruit and smiled with my sunned face. In those days, looking at the sudden dark clouds in the sky, I was so excited that I couldn’t do it. A gust of wind blew away and sighed with emotion that how good the school days were. In those days, we drove the deadly mosquitoes and went to find a pear garden in the dark wind at night to be generous, making our songs noisy. Without your help, I don’t know how confused and disappointed I will be these days. Write it here, in the place where you don’t know if you will see it. There is nothing to say all the way, and it suddenly appears to be at a loss in front of the words. Circling the sunrise of every day, rendering a gorgeous sky. Every strange figure accompanied me through the four seasons. Dust them up and brew them into sweet memories in the longer and longer days. Because of a thoughtful word and a reassuring greeting, I have the motivation to stick to it. My companions, thousands of mountains and snow, you who have you, the picturesque scenery, the swallow language and the yingti, the encouragement is the most beautiful words. It is always good to experience more and grow up in the rising annual rings. The mountain doesn’t know what happened in the bottom of my heart. I heard the notes passing by the wind, reminding me of my hometown of youth. You all the way there. If you don’t wait for the Four Seasons, you can’t wait to see the miracle that you are blooming like White Wilderness in the sky of spring ploughing and summer solstice. If it were not for the age of smiling face and the clear white face, we would have finished this interval together with us day and night. If it wasn’t for the love of living and cherishing each other, you wouldn’t see through the buried worries to accompany you to cry bitterly on the night of insomnia. How many pale words, suddenly feel lost meaning, indescribable you, can not tell a few words. Because we come from the same region, we are lonely when we first came here, and we have gained great fruits of growth on our way away. Because we come from the same class, the silent care, the warm current dripping into our hearts, and the silent haze are drowned. Because we have the same belief and hope, we can sing in the joy of laughter and laughter when the sun is setting, and sigh with emotion in the collected picture scroll. The whispers of Qingqi, looking up at the sparkling glitter, I am waiting for the next dawn every day, humming a song that I will never forget. There is also my considerate little master who has been following behind, but can’t keep up with the pace. The explorers who fell into the deep grass as they walked, complaining less and less step by step, only the constant faith remained, and they kept moving forward, hoping to extend to the distant horizon. Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…