Zhijinshan

The years are long, Jinshan in the galaxy of the galaxy, experienced countless wind and rain, exudes a long-lasting fragrance.

Most like the taste of wet after the rain, it is fresh, or more fun. After the heavy rain, Jinshan, squatting, awakened people's consciousness. Walking through that street, the unique baking aroma stimulates people's sense of smell, that is the taste of happiness, the string of candied haws, the childhood and the beautiful, sour and sweet, people riding Here, the bicycle bypasses a few bends, sprinkles a little bit of sweat, sows the future, and loves Jinshan. It carries people's hope for success, the desire for happiness, the joy of going home, reincarnation, and a few Spring, summer, autumn and winter.

【spring】

Walking on the road, listening to the crispness of the footsteps and slate, it is full of spring and full of spring.

Jinshan turned the spring's title page, the sun and the grass, the green grass, love his nature, the field is endless, open his mind, embrace this green, green hope, this is a guide, several rapeseed flowers on campus , proudly independent. Declared a year of recovery. Still the pace is not stopped, the pedestrians are in a hurry, the students are busy, a kind of life, put together a golden mountain, colorful, like gorgeous fireworks, the earth is still spinning, we are also spinning, two points and one line, spinning and weaving A dream that belongs to us, Jinshan in the spring is a colorful dream factory.

【summer】

summer.

In Jinshan Park, walk in the shade. Aunt danced in the square dance. This is the enthusiasm of the summer. Grandparents are still active and playing badminton. This is the vitality of Jinshan. This is a mature, through a season, the handover is like the joy of the youthful face. Put on a flower skirt, dance and be beautiful, this is the publicity of Jinshan people's unique personality. Favorite this season, happy waste, watching the tree shadow mottled, quiet in every quiet time, quiet, stopped breathing, stopped swinging.

【autumn】

Every fall will become familiar, and each fall seems to be a long time ago.

Jinshan, continue the ancient name, this is the epitome of memory from generation to generation, the roadside, the golden of the flood, the boundless endlessness, this is a season that is easy to be lonely, half-covered windows and doors, and faded in memory. Face, breaking through the gates of memories, in the bright blue. Crazy, Jinshan, unprecedented emptiness, cold.

The wind in September is the preface of the autumn, blowing through the corners of memories, making a few words for Jinshan, and recalling the willful country, confessing to the next article.

【winter】

Parting in winter, late at night in Jinshan. The separation of the stunned, embarked on the journey of returning home, a train, carrying one after another strange, is indifferent. Jinshan, snowflake flies, put on a thick cotton jacket, the warmth inside the bus, the strangeness on people's faces, maybe, tired. Time is so old, from one end of time to the other, a long winter...

Jinshan is like a Trojan in an amusement park, spinning without stopping, origin to the end, spring to winter, a reincarnation, an era, distinctly different, just, still spinning, never changed, remembered, came

First day: Xie Yujia