Life is full of desire

The grass sprouts from the cracks in the stone because it is eager to "grow." The chicks spread their wings in the nest because they longed to "fly." The flower is open in the shower because it is eager to "fragrance." And I grow up under care, because I have my own desires; I am eager to travel.

One, two, three... I am tired of counting the trains that I have seen before. Although my actions are like naive and childish children, I can't resist my inner desire.

I don't want to publicize my travels. Just like an outsider, don't go deep into me. I just be a guest, leaving a glimpse of life.

When I came to nature, the scenery of the day made me fascinated. I lay quietly on the grass, let the breeze stroke my face, let the grass wash my day's exhaustion for me, let the birds sing for me. s song. In the evening, looking up at the sky, my background is a red sunset. The sky, the moon is deep, like a bright, seemingly large, and far away. Look at the star again, shining like a diamond on my face, that moon, the starry sky, reflected on the lake, isn't that an ink painting? From time to time, there are also meteors flying across the slopes. In the morning, the green grass drops a drop, crystal clear crystal, that is the result of their busy green night. You look at the spring flower again, darker than the autumn moon, stunned than the summer night, eclipsed by the winter snow, like the glare of the bright night of the surrender, a beautiful. I continue to move forward, what is it? How can I get a pain in my eyes? I can't help but speed up. It's a lake, a lake with green grass just like a spring. Green, green. The water surface was flat like a mirror, and a group of waterfowl passed by, gently slashing the skirt of the goddess of water, and the veil was seen in the skirt, some red, yellow, white fish, dotted with the lake. The sun shines on the rippled lake, like a layer of shiny silver on the surface of the water, and a green satin that is crumpled. The lake is quiet, like a mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky, the white clouds, the red flowers, the green trees. Just like Zhao Shixiu’s mouth, “Huangmei’s family rain, frogs everywhere in the grass pond” is fascinating and fascinating.

For this reason, I am eager to travel!

I don't know why I am so restless, maybe for my own heart! Maybe it's because I hate being restrained and bound, I like freedom, and I am eager to travel. The environment with elegant environment is the place where I travel. The quiet and simple mountain village is the place where I travel. The smoke-free and harmonious city is also the place where I travel. I want to witness the spring and autumn of the place where I travel, one flower and one flower, the beginning of one life, the end of one life.

Maybe one day I started my life trip on the train I have counted...

Third day: summer彡