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1. The heavy rain is dense and pours down. The rainwater is not drained, and it flows into the stream along the roadside. As the rushing down, people almost run along the water. I was in the car and I was not exposed to the rain. I was on the station. I just got out of the car and rushed into the rain. Only 5 meters away, I was soaked in the whole body and hurriedly hid in a nearby family. The door of the shop. The people who are hiding from the rain are all wet. The squally showers of the moment are obviously unprepared and look awkward, but the heart is relaxed and relaxed. The pleasant mood is like a blooming peony flower, which blooms in everyone's face.

2. Outside the city, you can see the wide road extending far away. Waterside ditches can be seen everywhere on the road, as well as the reeds that greet the sun. The dazzling white or gray, a cluster of red salsa It is also showing its final beauty with its life. At that time, there was always a kind of desolation that was in the mood. The empty space, the white snow, the neutral gray, the red of the group and the blue sky, white clouds, clear water, constitute a beautiful picture.

3, the car walks through the reeds, I saw, the blue sky is like a wash, the occasional clouds drifting leisurely, decorated with surprises beyond this beauty! I just want to say: If the fate is like this inadvertent jealousy, what kind of beauty is it? It’s a light smile, or a soft call: Hey, you are here too? Extremely far away, it is the beauty of the blue sky, white clouds, and grasslands, but the green color is the ordinary reed to the ordinary! Life can also be like this, as long as you have a heart that places the soul in nature, as long as you use a heart to understand, everything will become incredible!

4. When I first saw it, the innocence was very blue, the sky was vast and the endless, the breeze sticking to the rippled lake, passing through the reeds, gentle like a lover's eyes, melting every visitor here. The moment of meeting, you will let me fade the fire and fire, forget the tedious past. Looking at the lake, it seems that somewhere has been lingering in the mist of the yarn, and what seems to be seen in the vague. If I am looking for a dream, there will be similar memories. Now, as I arrived, I only want to be a white cloud, quietly drifting through every place that has appeared in my dreams.

5, Huang Tian pays off with a heart, slowly dilute to the clouds, the three peaks of the posture gradually become visible. Sanfeng is like a hibiscus, and Qingyun is in the middle of it. Climbing the edge of the peak of the peak, a trip to the sea. It is a pity that it is a pity that there is a rainy day when the rain is drizzling. It is not obvious that this Qingyun Chiri drives the Sanqing Mountain of the Rainbow Bridge, but the peaks that flicker in the rain are another victory.

6, the rain has been under, the wind sighed, spinning, shaking, wet, washed the dust, removed the dusty veil, such as washing a photo. That sudden moment, always give people a hurry. Come fast, go fast. It stopped a little, the rain was small, the wind was soft, and everything seemed to be calm.

7. The lotus a little further away was quiet at this time. The blossoming lotus flower is dressed in a green skirt and blooms in a green smoke. The breeze stopped, but there was a burst of fragrance. Occasionally, one or two cockroaches flew by the side, and instantly stopped at the tip of the horse that was not far away in the future. At the moment, the lotus, the wing. Like the high-strength woven towel, it quietly stood still in the mist in early spring. The time is gone, and the vast world is also hidden. There is only one Qinglian standing in the middle of the water. It seems that a little earthly disturbance will cause her to drift away.

8. The mountains are ups and downs, high and low. High in the clouds, low as the bonsai squeezed by the craftsman ------ a small bag and a mountain bag. The mountain wall is straight and the wind blew past, but it can't blow the cliff top stone left by the wind and sand. When you are in the distance, there are no ghosts and crying sorrows, and the echo of the hula, which is like a magnificent symphony, is deafening.

9, the blossoming plum of the purple gold, the flower language of plum: with a calm and quiet state of mind, with a calm and open mind, go to taste the power of life alone, love the unique rhythm of plum blossoms, set aside the meditation, it The lines are clear and clear, and the harmony is harmonious; the blossoming branches and leaves are connected to the halo, which is like a beating and changing notes, showing a strong sense of rhythm. Its clear and transcendental, elegant and refined, let me ring the euphemistic "Meihua three get" again in the ear... Who made the color in the life wheel, splendid the world March?

10, the rain is like shaking into the sorghum stalk, along the stalks of the direct flow, the ear shed wet hair, they all bowed their heads, such as a girl with long hair, a few blue silk, dyed wine. Laughing red, the grape wine luminous cup, waiting for Yulu. The long leaves of the branches, such as a belt of a fairy, are entangled, hovering, and intertwined with each other. It is dense and lush, and occasionally there will be a fan, such as opening a window and seeing the sky is very wide.

11, that mountain, as if the girl who has not yet woken up, lying in a half-awake half-dream, lazily lying, swaying in the misty misty. Because the variety of trees on the mountain is complicated, each tree has different feelings for autumn. Therefore, the mountain also presents three colors of red, yellow and green.

12, the grass along the Qingqing River, the long flowing water, the light in the wind, the light in the clouds. At that time, I remember that there was a song called blood-stained style. I just listened to the song, smashed the alley, and hummed, and later I learned that there was a moon called the fifteenth.

13, pick up the stairs, came to a quiet, empty courtyard in the middle of the mountain, this is the "the first of the eight views" of the Yixian Mountain Lingshui Zhongshen. Ancient vines drag purple, pine bamboo shades, Longze Gaoge, echoes right, it is indeed a blessed hole! The holy environment is like a sacred, pure and unwilling, returning to the truth, and forgetting both things, collecting the aura of heaven and earth, and naturally achieving the sacred bones.

14, with the dazzling light, penetrated the distance of eight minutes, became a ripple sent particles, all hit the screen. That is the sun in the west and the bridge in the east. Cheering, jumping, pointing at the sky, hanging in the high sky, it is a bridge. At one end of the bridge is the home of the Big Dipper, and the other end is in the south. It is the hometown of the sky. Very beautiful, then don’t want Kangqiao’s, rainbow-like dreams, smashed in the clouds, the drifting birds tell the story of the cloud house, that is home.

15. I have always believed that snow is spiritual, and its holiness is not to be defiled, just as human beings are dignified. The snow in the north has its own characteristics. Under the snow in the north is the next, never dragging, and the pain is quickly finished, and then it is sunny days. Like the character of the northerners, it is bold and generous. I gently held the soft snow, and the slowly snow melted into water droplets, sparkling, transparent, slowly falling from my fingers and falling into the snow. Perhaps this snow is also shy.

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