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1, the summer solstice, the mountains and greens are especially beautiful in the purple enamel world. Clouds and smoke are floating between the mountainsides, like the fairy fog that landed nine days away. The terraces stacked on top of each other are patchwork and sloppy. There are several farmhouses on the mountainside. They guard the ocean of this terraced field. From the early spring, nursery and sowing have been carefully cared for. So that every point of green stitching becomes a green sea.

2, the sun is dyed with clouds like a rainbow, and the halo that is squeezed out of the clouds is exactly the same as the golden color of the earth. Overwhelming hillsides, there are farmers everywhere harvesting rice. A scene of busy harvest. The square and the square barrels were placed in the field, and the full rice was dressed up one by one. Such a harvesting method is a rice-filling method that has been preserved by history and has been difficult to preserve. It makes people curious and can't help but want to go and try. When the farmers started up, they could not help but pick up the folk songs that were passed down from generation to generation, and the rich harvest atmosphere made every farmer and tourists happy.

3, a piece of yellow, alternating with a green, that is to take a road of nine acres of land, and another to the high slope end, are in the east. Therefore, people in the east like to walk the road of nine acres of land, close to home, people in the west like to go to the road of the high slope, and walk the road of nine acres. They are busy rushing to catch up. When they are thirsty, they stop to talk about drinking water. The water in the water tank is filtered through alum. Use a copper spoon to pick up the sputum, drink enough, smash a straw hat, wheat straw or straw. Weaved the painting in the sunset.

4, the rain is like jumping into the river, the vortex of the water flow is turning, rolling up a thousand piles of snow, staged a scene of the Red Cliff War, the poplars withered leaves, a piece of Zhang like a boat in the downstream and countercurrent, there are A kind of course has been engaged in the storm. Without smoke, the dragonfly flew away, and the little lotus was sharp and pointed, waiting to stand on the head.

5, that blue color spread on the ground, a little red to see, always a small and exquisite. The kind of greenish reddish mood is there, as if embroidering a flower quilt on the ground, without the charm of climbing the branches, but it can also be pleasing to the eye, it is a clear, elegant.

6, the large piece of red, there are red, blush, also a touch of light red, each piece of maple leaves, seems to be composed of a variety of red; that green, is not the green in the summer, but quietly dipped in the autumn Yellow, green and yellow, yellow and half of the green; yellow, is green, shallow, bright, as the painter's faint watercolor.

7, bright morning sun opened a little heavy twilight, when you listen to the dream and the reality of breathing, the green rice brachi gently bent down to say hello to you. Whether you will respond lazily or not, it remains humbly in that position. Because the rice is getting fuller. Because the crystal clear dew has not been taken.

8, every new year, cold retreat, a hundred flowers vying to bloom. I slept in the purple sable world for a winter, and finally I was willing to open the white quilt, smiled at the blue sky, and listened to the birds singing.

9, the water and water appreciation, the consequences of lingering is the separation of large forces, five or six people fell. From Longtan, there is no ready road. Fortunately, a philosopher said that there is no way in the world, and there are more people to go, and it has become a road. All the way, looking at the east, I finally got up. Meimeidi took a group photo on the "Rainbow Bridge" and crossed the "iron bridge" on the riverbed. He kicked the kicker and walked on the "wooden path" next to the reservoir. There is a section of the wooden plank road built above the canal. Walking on it, you can hear the water flowing under your feet and make a sound of the empty valley.

10, maple leaves, is bright, warm, swaying softly with the wind. The redness of the mountains and plains is like a vivid oil painting, beautiful like a Xia; it is like a beautiful little poem, which is used to salvage the eyebrows of memory in Wen Yu, and then it is turned into a pulse of warmth, and it is a sweet fragrance.

11, look at the mountains, exquisite and translucent, like the boundless white brocade ghosts and imaginary weaving of the fairyland; imaginary, can not find a trace of human glitz and a trace of distracting, 莽原玉带带, wax like a banquet, and it looks like a thousand white The water of the flowers rushes down in the sun, without any obstruction. The day is a little faint, a little snowflake, a piece of film, you are holding me, I am squeezing you; like goose feathers, like pear flowers, eyebrows, whispering in the dreams of light dance; extremely beautiful, extremely graceful, extremely unbearable . The trees and vines around the trees are carved with jade, the long ice hangs with dew drops, the mist rises and rises, like the singer between Yu Leung and Yu Yu. The eyes are blurring and I am immersed in this single color. Imagine, who can portray and innocent crystal clear! Even if the exquisite words are so superfluous and pale in this scene...

12, winter snow, the terraces make the plain white snow, it looks very clear. The snow is covered in the high place, and the soil is slightly seen in the lower part. The warmth of the sun is pulled away by the clouds, leaving some light. It seems that the snow is more white. Standing on the terraces of the mountain looking up to the peak, it seems that step by step, always go to the end of the snow, the infinite paradise.

13. When I was alone in the green and reddish, there was a grass that made me feel more novel. It was a grass with a long lantern. The lantern hangs on the grass, turning from green to red, with a thin film on the outside. The orange-red outer membrane is like a lantern cover, and there is a lamp hanging inside the outer membrane. It is also orange-red. One day, I picked a lot of it, that is, the red lantern, hanging on the grass and blowing in the wind, it is better to save it. The one that hangs is a fiery red, warm.

14, spring plough is not only loose soil plowing, sowing and sowning. More is when the sun is shining, spring blossoms, soak the seeds of hope, take good care of it, and hope that there will be a good harvest during the autumn harvest. In fact, except for those who are sullenly begging, most of them are farming people. When they have worked hard, they also have time to wait, and of course they have success. It’s just that they are not in this mountainous terrain, and the fascinating purple landscape of the human landscape. It seems to be a pity.

15. People who like cherry blossoms are not only me, but cherry blossoms are beautiful. In the meantime, from time to time, there are some students who hold a small book by the lake. With this good environment, it is enough to be awkward and affectionate. Along the lake, people walking under the cherry trees can be seen. They laugh at the moment and play for a while. The playful girls have to pick two. Deep in the depths, you can also see some small couples relying on each other, laughing and laughing. Sakura met, it seems more shy, could not help but face the color of red powder.

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