Beautiful view

I don't like all kinds of places of interest, I don't like to see the landscape paintings of the artists, I don't like the bustling streets, but I only care about a quiet grove.

There are all kinds of flowers in the woods, but they don't necessarily have to be purple; there are tall trees, but they are not necessarily evergreen; there are many uneven grasses...

Maybe I feel that I have a neuropathy, and I just tend to be quiet here.

There is a small road in the woods. At the end of the road is a few scattered families. It looks like a small village. It is heard from time to time...

In the morning, I walked on this tree-lined path. The gleam of the morning sprinkled through the branches and leaves, and the thin morning mist lingered in the forest... I walked through this quietness, came to the small village, and covered a large green meadow, and I was in a good mood. Involuntarily lying on the ground, feeling the quietness brought by this sunshine, I closed my eyes and enjoyed...

I heard the sound of snoring... This is the unique voice of the bee; I heard the squeaking voice... It is the unique voice of the bird. I heard the bark... It was the peculiar voice of the puppies; oh... they broke the silence, but I did not blame them. what! There are waves...

My heart has shown me the charm of flowers, the tall and straight trees, the scenery in my heart, of course, can not lack the deep blue of the sea.

Night falls, night, is quiet. The bright moon floats in the deep blue sky, rendering a circle of cold Qinghui, a group of stars. Standing alone at the bow, staring at the sea under the moon. It is still so calm, so serene, looking toward the distant sea, the kind of emotions of "long smoke, long moons, floating light, and shadows" are in the heart. . That kind of vastness. That kind of greatness is unparalleled... I am deeply embedded in this whole. Time is still, everything is so beautiful. The sound of the waves, the sound of sea water hitting the rocks, such as the galloping horse...

The beauty of the heart is naturally illusory.

The meteor crossed... The constellation appeared in the starry sky. That's right, it's the constellation of Cancer. What does his appearance mean? Is it something to tell me? Oh. Let me guess, "You are a childlike paper. So you will see the Cancer map. This is a rare sight in a hundred years. Yes, because you saw it. So, I will use up my ability to let You, happy, happy, help you when you need help. This belongs to a childlike paper." This seems to be unrealistic. Forget it. Anyway, all this is just my fantasy. It’s just the beauty in my heart.

The second day of Qianqing Town: Jin Jiayu