My Grassland

The beautiful sky drew a bright light, and there came thunder with the sound. Where are you at this moment? Who do I want to tell my mind? I am afraid of the pale and dazzling lightning, and even more afraid of the deafening thunder. If you are well, can you lend me a peaceful place? Not bad, I am happy! Today’s messy beauty makes me clean up yesterday’s tiredness. You said you couldn’t give it to me. I remember it was very pleased. There is breath of each other in the safe world, and the security door is locked in my mind. Then can everything coming back? Birds, send me a letter on the day of return. I will erase the intoxicating past, soar in the blue sky together, and draw our common shore. Heaven always cares for me and sticks to my own principles again and again. I find that I am not very happy. The world is so big that there are several people who are really crazy. Reason can defeat everything, but it cannot give real happiness. What I want is so much, and what I want to accommodate is even wider. Who can give me the real blue sky to soar? The prosperity of riding horses and galloping is our promise we have made. The prairie horse-wrangling is our imagination of the future. When will the natural and unrestrained life give me a starting point to settle down? The principle is just to restrain myself. In more cases, I am willing to give up my principle and go with you to follow our free route. Life is a youth, if the outbreak of resentment, I am afraid that I will regret for the rest of my life. Galloping blood, take me away, I am willing! Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…