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Familiar places also have scenery


Life is not lacking in beauty, but lacking the eyes that discover beauty.

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We are busy in the world, but we neglect those casual beauty because of work and study.

The bus entered and stopped on the road, and the breath inside the car made my chest sullen, opening the window and getting intimate contact with the natural taste.

Finally arrived, my hometown, my childhood, my happiness, you nurtured me, let me be a big adult, another spring, I will come back to see you again.

You still rely on many lives in your arms. You are very happy, because your face is retreating from the loess of the past. Now you are a brand new self, just like you are smiling. The breeze is everywhere, the smell of spring is sent, the purity of Kuihua and the whiteness make my heart, pick up a small Kuihua, put it into the palm, and caress it with the hands that have been covered with traces, warm The liquid is flowing throughout my body. It seems to be soaking all the cells and letting them taste the bitterness in my eyes.

Remember: the path in your hometown,

When I was in my kindergarten, I was attending school in my hometown. Every day, I will follow the hometown path to school.

With the bright sunshine, accompanied by the fresh air, accompanied by the beautiful scenery on both sides of the path, I leaped and ran to the school.

On a rainy day, many raindrops fell from the sky. Falling on the path, falling on the body of flowers and trees, falling on my umbrella. The rain fell, and the road was getting muddy. My shoes are covered with mud, but I won't blame the rain, and I won't complain about this hometown path. Raise your head, let the drizzle fall on my face, taste the taste of the rain, sweet, always sweet to the heart...

In this hometown road, there are countless footprints and countless wheels, but the path is still silently dedicated. In this hometown path, the traces of spring, summer and autumn have been left, leaving the joy of the peasants and leaving a message of no mathematics success.

Today, I am not going to school in my hometown, nor can I often step on the trail. The road was also built by the folks on the asphalt road, it is more beautiful!

I love the path of my hometown, love the beauty of it, love its dedication, love it...

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