[Daily Daily Notes] Dream Travel Notes

When the nameless troubles hit, they lost their books. In the cool wind, they leaned against the tree and placed a yellow leaf that was abandoned in the season. Looking up, staring at the far-reaching sky, let the gentle, bright blue into the bottom of my heart. Just like childhood, tired of playing, looking for a grass that was dyed golden by the sun, lying down, letting the smiling sun flow across the cheeks, over the heart without a wrinkle.

When you are deeply frustrated, push open the window and slowly inhale the fresh air with aroma. The white pigeons hovered and sneaked into a whistling whistle. Just like a child, with a surprise, carefully pinching the dandelion's fine whiskers, swelling two scorpions, blowing the parachute-like dandelion child. Close your eyes, sincerely make a wish, and then open your eyes, full of gratification and embarrassment.

When the rogue tired of coming in, they left the house, watching the magnificent sunk of the setting sun on the far hillside. The wind worms, filtering the murmurs in the heart, like childhood, night, in their own small courtyard, quietly squatting in the flower bed to listen to the song of the chafer, and waving the index to the stars shining in the sky.

As a result, the noisy world gradually disappeared and had a quiet heart...

The second day of the Dongcheng Experimental School in the Central District of Guangyuan City, Sichuan Province: Fax 丶 Chen Dahuang