Peach blossom Sky

Outside the city, the quiet rural style will deeply touch you. Compared with the city, the quiet and elegant rural style seems to have no need to speak. The sight is as wide as the sky, the smooth breath and the green full of eyes, beautiful mountain flowers and weeds, indescribable quiet mind, Shu Tai your hands and feet, forget the vulgar, nostalgia, those rustic agile, have to condense into a few sigh of emotion, can’t stop. Counting the wind circle of the moon, I asked myself, how many years have I been here? The moon didn’t say anything, and he snapped his fingers secretly in his heart. One year, two years, three years, more than 1,000 days and nights, slowly integrated into the human feelings here, which turned out to be peaceful, I seldom remember when to raise my feet for a long journey. In Chengdu, Longquanyi, in a small farmyard with elegant layout, the cool breeze in early autumn waved to me, feeling like flying among the leaves. Peach blossoms have already blossomed, and peach flowers have also been picked. You can wander on the mountain road connected by flagstones. The full autumn scenery of the mountain is like another extreme picture, greeting you with a faint mature expression, I told you to be free and natural. I couldn’t stop walking any more. Looking around and around in the curved woods, it seemed that I was searching for the imprints of the past. The low peach trees were mottled and the withered branches and leaves were still there, it was just like being carefully solidified by time, with only some subtle smiles left, standing with his head falling down with his heart rising and falling. Seeing the autumn wind, the trench coat falling down, his head was full of messy hair and Root was pale yellow. There was a quaint Pavilion and several wooden houses on the hillside, which were specially provided for tourists to have a rest and watch. Several old ladies were talking and laughing with snow-white hair. The official name here is Longquan sunshine fitness trail. I heard earlier that many old people would walk down the mountain every day. Now when I see it, I know it is true. It is such a landscape that can exercise my body, nourishing heart and lung, looking at the happy old people, listening to their happy conversation, suddenly felt a little moved in my heart. In recent years, Longquan has done these things in humanity and benefiting the people, it is really convenient for everyone. Everyone should be aware of the changes. The slight sweat gradually became cool in the mountain, unbuttoned the two buttons and let the clothes pass by in the open space. At this moment, there were distant mountains and distant sides, and close scenes accompanied each other, you will forget where you are, and naturally your depression will disappear. I sat at a certain place for a long time, watching the mountains and scenery, watching the tourists flowing slowly. I like the beautiful mountains and rivers, as well as the satisfaction and joy on people’s faces. Sometimes I fixed my eyes on the vibrant plants around me, look at their round or slender leaves and stems, and see how their soft leaves are shaped, as well as flower buds and tender colors, which make people love them. When there is sunshine, in the dense shade of green leaves, leaning against the trunk, there is a trace of light from the gap between the leaves of the tree, and you can smell the hot fragrance of the sun. Or there may be rain, falling gently with the wind, which makes the mountain clear and clear. In the breath, it is full of peach blossom past, which is different and blurred. If you have to give a clear answer to your thoughts, what does everyone really want? I believe that everyone’s answers will not be too consistent. Facing such a beautiful scene, some kind of joy flows out silently from the bottom of my heart. I think I should know what I want. In the hometown of peach blossom, I saw the pink sky blossoming peach blossom like a dream, I saw the peach blossom rain crystal clear, I saw the peach blossom wine calm and dark fragrance, I saw I was so drunk that I couldn’t wake up, singing poems happily and vividly under a peach blossom tree. I couldn’t help talking about my age and kept running forward. My mind changed from complex to simple. Decades passed and it was time to rest after so many roads. Pushing open the window of the country, nothing can stop the most vivid glancing into the eyelids of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The scenery will not change at will. People are changing, children, teenagers, young and middle-aged…… We will grow old and become as dry as peach trees that have blossomed. This is a process, but we still have to be pleased: after all, we have blossomed. Look at the sky dyed red by peach blossom, that flower…… Obsessed with the colorful fall of England, the season is autumn, and the fallen leaves in the yard can’t be cleaned. When you wake up at night, there are golden leaves outside the door, and you can’t help turning your eyes to the trees, there are also a few leaves, fluttering and waving. But there was another scene on the wall of the yard. Beans, loofah and plum beans were full of fruits, osmanthus trees hung with flower buds, and oranges in the orchard were round and plump, it seems that there is nothing to hide the pleasure of harvest. Maturity is originally to pay the price. One year’s hard work and the ending at this time must be happy for everyone. Calm down, stand outside the gate, put your hands in a pergola, and look at the sunset. You begin to desire to see the moon. 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