In February, in the warm afternoon, put aside all homework, sleep on the desk, and close your eyes in the faint fragrance of flowers. This kind of feeling is really subtle. Almost every year at this time, I will have this kind of feeling. Just as Shi Tiesheng described the smell in the altar, I think this kind of feeling is hard to remember, only when you feel it again can you remember it. I took a nap in the classroom these two days, and this feeling was even stronger. Although I couldn’t judge whether I liked this feeling or not, I seemed to be intoxicated in this feeling, just like the spring of the campus, my emotion is also budding. In the eyes of outsiders, I must be a freak. My words and deeds are always different from most people. I will be angry and sad for something that seems very small to others, once you touch the sensitive point of your heart, you will cry, and you can’t help it. It makes people confused and unable to understand my feelings.

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炎热的7月,我们依照如初的约定,凭着一股韧劲开始了我们的第一步。然而一切却那么出乎意料,即使已经做好心理准备。进剧组的第一天我们缴纳了食宿和管理费用,这里的每个人是陌生的,而且都是北漂的年轻人,显然这个大家庭对于我们是那样的陌生和不习惯,甚至不知道该如何融入。我明白这一个月决定了我们的第一步,其实心里明白社会的残酷并不那么鲜明,它有时会一点点在你毫不知情的情况下腐蚀掉你的心。这个社会没有太多的真理存在,人与人的相互利益才是现在这个社会的本质。7月12日

回到了这个熟悉的城市,本来一切很平淡。可是,在我毫无准备的情况下却发生了意想不到的事。。我在做什么啊!可是为什么是幸福的,是甜的呢?就让我放肆一次吧!8月17日

还是依旧不知道在做什么,糜烂的生活打乱了我。多么想回到从前,但却再也不能回去了。放开手里紧拽的那根单线任由耳边那呼啸的风去撕扯单线那边的风筝直至消逝在天边。9月12日 我们都是彼此生命中的一个过客,虽然时间短暂但依旧会发觉我们不是一个世界的人,何必留恋。一时的放纵和喷薄欲出的激情淹没了所有理智,然后又非常洒脱的说再见!然后木讷的站在街边,望着川流不息的城市,告诉自己忘记。9月15日 曾经一味坚持自己所要坚持的,直到今天走到这一站的这一刻,才明白我彻底把自己丢弃。从希望到幻想到寻找到失落到放弃到不再相信!9月17日 看着眼前这个从出生就认识的陌生人,有着说不清的感觉,没有多恨,没有多么期待,也不想尝试靠近,只是在永远的躲避,仅仅是这些。而在生活中我只是在没有目的游荡在自己的世界里,任由自己肆无忌惮的放纵。火车外倒流的风景一闪而过,不会因为某一处的美丽的图画而定格,只是在遵循着它该遵循的规律在固定的每一站停靠,直到终点。就如同自己的生命,不会因为某一段而停止向前行走的步履,不会因为某一段的刻骨铭心而停息,停靠只是短暂的瞬间,再不愿离开再怎样的抵抗命运也只是徒劳。也许当生命走到终点的时候,回头看途经的回忆,有多少是已经释怀的,有多了少是放不下的,一切都不会回去了,只有随着风尘而逝。10月11日 自己独自真正的步入社会才发现,职场中的我再也不能像在妈妈面前做那个永远高高在上的小公主,就算自己再怎么闪闪发亮,也是一个刚刚初出茅庐什么都不懂的新人,这一刻才感觉到那无形的压力让我不知道怎么面对。不知道该如何融入到她们这个集体,当想放弃的时候,似乎总有另一边可以让我支撑的理由所以不管结果是什么,无论如何也要坚持。10月20日 走在自己应该步入的生活轨道里,每一天都会发现很多自己为之感动与之震惊的事与人。曾经的每一个教训都在警告现在的自己,这个世界没有最好的,只有自己做到最好。当勇气像皮球一样开始泄气的时候,就会想到自己身上要承担的责任和爱自己的人,打败那个懦弱的自己,做回真实的自己,坚强的抬起头,因为我是妈妈的骄傲!11月9日现在的我完全摸不透上天给我安排的生活了,当希望一点点燃起的时候,当我整理好自己的时候,当新的生活即将开始的时候,抉择和迷茫却在此插上一脚,难道这么快就结束了?没有开始就结束了?我完全不明白了,也许这只是生活中的一道坎,坎的大小似乎很模糊,我不知道该如何去迈,只是静静等着命运对我的宣判,也许结果会让我意外,也许就会像我想的那样。。。再一次找不到方向。11月14日 短短的一个月我看见了人与人能力的落差,明白了该怎样完善自己,学会了如何管理自己,找到了自己的人生目标。每一次的规划都是残缺不齐,当实行的时候更是糟糕透顶,这是我最大的缺点,然而这一次寻求的目标是否可以真的做到?就连自己也没有十足的把握,但不管怎样不会放弃,生活中插入的每一个让你失落的部分都是让自己鼓起勇气的动力,因为我的路注定要坚强下去!11月17日 慢慢的习惯了一个人做所有的事情,一股无形的力量在推动着我前进,每每胆怯的时候,就会想到自己身上所背负的责任和自己对自己的每一个承诺,每一步都在学习,每一步都是那么记忆幽深,坚持下去!自己的一生注定不是平凡的。11月22日 再一次的看到了希望,我使劲的抓着了那根稻草,前方的亮光一点点的出现在我的视线里,然而残酷的社会狠狠的又把我打回谷底的最低点。走在路上连哭都不知道怎么哭了,就是麻木的向前走着,好像知道这一次就会被淘汰掉一样,我把我走过的每一家的证明物品都留下来,记录着我的这一生,未来的每一次跌倒我都会铭记那种痛楚来提醒自己。11月28日 因为忙碌而忘记了记录,之前的跌倒我会深深记得。新的一年又来了,真的是很快!来到清木已经有一个月了,在这个新的地方里解除了我之前所没有接触过的东西,看着这些比我大的人,和这些交际,心里有一种微妙的感觉犹然而生,自己如何再更进一步的蜕变,是我每天在思考的问题。有些事情的规划是否再更改,甚至丢弃自己曾经所执着的事情!我相信这只是开始!1月5日 很久没有记录自己的生活了,似乎生活的起伏并没有多大的变化,只是安静的过着属于自己的生活,静待命运的安排。掩藏在心底的那份记忆在慢慢的消逝,不知道未来的路怎样,不知道身边会再出现怎样的人,发生怎样的事,一切都是未知。手里得水晶球碎了,再怎么拼也是不完整的,19岁的自己明白该怎么做,社会上的虚虚假假可以出现在我的生活里,但是永远不能走进我的心。1月21日 晚深夜了,我又在思考什么?两个不同的我,在生命的线上挣扎,每个人想的都不一样,也许会觉得对方的话很荒谬,但是一心一意有什么不好?人们为什么会变的如此贪婪,简简单单不好吗?为何永远不会满足,其实这就是人的一种惯性的心态吧!1月25日 寒冷的冬天过去了,今年我如愿的回家过年,火车站是那么的拥挤但是依然抵挡不住人们回家那颗急切温热的心,每一个在外打拼的人似乎都已经劳累了,在疲倦之余,给他们唯一动力的就是回家,那个栖息的地方似乎永远没有寒冷。我置身于滚动的人潮之中,似乎没有往日的矫情,平静的接受着这一切安排好了的章程。回到家的我只想乖乖的呆在妈妈身边,看着老妈更加消瘦的脸庞,我一步也不想离开。熟悉的味道让我有种不想要离开的冲动,但是理智还是把我拉回现实里!不管以后安排怎样!我的信念早已深深驻扎在内心深处。2月21日 我依然叙述着自己的内心世界,生活依旧,人和事也不断的在变幻,让人捉摸不透,让人不屈不挠,不知道在执着些什么,是最终的理想生活还是心灵上的满足。我不停歇自己的步伐是不想让一些不必要的悲伤乘虚而入,我不段的忍耐是害怕结束的悲哀!知道有不散宴席的真理,但还是放不开!渴望一双温暖的手牵着我在迷途的路中找到方向!2月22日 是不是该放开,去寻找自己想要的生活,是不是该和自己赌一把!那边的幸福是不是梦,我不要再一次的承受跌落底谷的那种痛彻的感觉了。上天给我的定义是什么,我该如何去做,面对这一切,我思绪万千,辗转反侧,我怕了………….2月27日 在这段时间里真正的明白了自己该如何的改变,一切微妙的变化和感情让我有些茫然,让我有些困倦。对于你的忽近忽远让我不知所措,我该怎么办?到了真正面对问题的时候我该怎么办?我又开始逃避了,以为不想就不会发生,呵呵!好累,真的好累!不是我不懂,是我不知道该如何提起勇气去懂!就这样吧。。不管如何,生活依旧是会继续的。3月16日 这一次我真正明白了该如何的改变自己。有些事不是自己想怎么样就怎么样的,有些执着也不是永恒的,一切都要靠自己去努力争取,和生活做的赌注可大可小,就看你怎么去赢得自己所想要的东西!而一些人注定是要用命去珍惜的,因为值得所以值得。。。4月5日 晚现在都感觉自己像是在做梦一样,这个梦有多长有多久?醒来后是否就什么都没有了,惊讶自己勇气是从何处来,这个让我深深爱的人是否有一天就会消失不见,我害怕了。。我拿自己的所有与老天做了一个赌注,这个赌注的代价是我无法想象的,为了我一直寻找和相信的,我疯狂了。。19岁的末端我做了一件连自己都觉得不可思议的事情!4月12日 看过《妈咪》这部电影后,我感慨颇深,一个坐台小姐的生活和感情的世界,让我明白了这是一个金钱的社会,人们盲目的追寻着自己想要的生活,难道所谓的生活就是金钱和物质上的满足和精神上的享受吗?有没有问过自己为什么要做这个工作,为什么从事这个行业?电影里的一句话 即使赚得了全世界,失去了自己,又有什么意义呢。 在这个弱肉强食的社会让很多人没有了方向,而漫无目的的活着,如同行尸走肉一般,所以如何找到自己是最简单的也是最难的!5月1日 开始慢慢习惯于这里的生活,看似平静的生活其实并不是表面的风平浪静,在某一个地方翻滚的波涛从来没有停止过。我强迫自己勇敢去战胜自己的胆怯,有时候很累,但是我不能停止,因为自己必须要独立起来,虽然有时候很累,但是仍要挺下去!5月14日 有的时候很多你自己在意的人总是给你捉摸不透的感觉,让你有的时候不知道该如何去做,手无足措,但是只要你仔细的去观察对方的每一点一滴慢慢的就会懂的,同时也会知道该怎么做了,而心里的结也会打开!两个人有着彼此不同的世界,而彼此都要努力的去走进对方的世界,这样生活中就会少很多解不开的心结,当达到不用任何方式和举动就能明白对方的心得时候,就会发现彼此世界已经在不知不觉中融合在一起!5月16日每一个清晨我都会伴着安静的音乐踏着轻快的步伐走向公交的站点,因为又是一个新的开始,似乎每一天的感觉都会有所不同,起初我抱怨路途的遥远,可是渐渐的发现路上的人和一切事物都会给我带来安逸的感觉。每一个下班的晚上我会伴着欢快的音乐抱着满足的心情走向回家的路,因为我今天又多一点收获。遇到南方这种多雨的天气,有时候下班恰巧遇到大雨,从公车上下来我依然散步式的走回家,也许有人会说这个女孩子是不是脑袋有问题或者是受什么挫,其实我认为在雨天里走路又是一种感觉,一种别样的感觉,因为你在和雨独处,一种释放的感觉。有时候自己也不明白自己为什么会有和常人不一样的想法,也许这就是我吧,喜欢幻想,喜欢梦幻的感觉,甚至爱上伤感!5月29日 悲伤是聚集的,快乐是分散的,生活中人与人所谓的一些微妙的感情亦是如此,莫名其妙的伤感,突然来袭的泪水,似乎渐渐已经成为生活中的另一种规律。也许悲伤的凝聚让自己无法喘息,但是生活中又有多少悲伤呢?而快乐是点点滴滴的,小的快乐会凝聚大的幸福,不是吗?我努力去了解身边的人,生怕错过每一个细节,有人曾经过我这样会活的很幸苦!但是习惯似乎很难改掉,宁愿如此。从来不愿意对着别人流眼泪,但是遇到某个人,或者是某个场景,我无法再掩饰自己,无法再坚持。。。任由那委屈的泪水肆意的泛滥在脸颊上,呵呵,原来自己也是有这样的一面。7月10日 很久没有看书了,打开新的页面却久久没有落笔,一片空白,什么东西搁置久了,都会变的生疏些许。很多人对于我来说也已经渐渐变的模糊不清,真的应验了那句话,时间会磨平一切。我青春的第一站即将要结束,曾经如潮般涌动的生活将在这一站截止,无论下一站的等来的是什么,我依旧会用语录来将它诠释。7月23日 晚如痴如醉的回忆如飘零的花瓣随着时间的起伏而被埋葬在内心深处。现在的北方又一次的迎来了秋天,而南方的夏季依旧在演绎着热的节奏。记忆或深或浅,思念亦浓亦淡,读的懂的,读不懂的,都是你生命中注定要发生的,我坦然的接受着这一切,生活如水,石过处,惊涛骇浪,生活若梦,回首处,梦过嫣然。有时候会豁然发现,走的最急的往往是最美的风景,而痛的最深的,却是你那沧桑的心。回问,那红尘陌路与你擦肩而过的人和事是否有让你犹记在心,四季的几度轮回是否让你能感慨人生的真谛。丝丝哀愁,如青丝,缕缕思念,如轻烟,若问回首处,似如梦!8月30日回头看尘埃,过多的期盼以湮灭为灰烬,错以犯过,如何写故事的结局?开始现实,开始思虑,风平浪静下你可知波涛汹涌的泛滥!10月24日夜晚,空旷的人行道被路边的灯打亮,我慵懒的踏着沉重的脚步向前踌躇着,空无一人的前方似乎永远都没有尽头,只有汽车的鸣笛,幽幽的月光,一切似乎看起来那样平静安逸。淡淡的桂花香飘进我的鼻腔,穿透我的身体,让我迷恋,停下脚步不肯前行,看着两侧若隐若现的景象,我开始怀疑自己的2013是一场游走远方的梦,当我醒来的时候,也许还依旧躺在家中,看着妈妈忙碌的身影,听着邻居的吵闹声,静静的,一切没有任何的改变!10月27日 2013即将接近末端,我的生活依然平静,偶尔的新奇给生活不时添加一些色彩,随着13年的结束,我的青春期也画上了句号。20年,很长也很短,疯狂过,悲伤过,快乐过,现在才发现这些凝聚在一起的不只是回忆更多的是值得思考的事,太多读不懂的,看不懂的,听不懂的,它们成为一个个迷点缀在我生命最绚烂的时期,也许在之后的人生道路上通过摸索,会不解而破,甚至在我花甲之年会突然参透其中的奥妙,也许一辈子也不会有答案,青春期的谜题可能就是一个五岁小孩都可以解答的问题,而我们甚至为这个谜题思考一生,困惑一生!11月29日 时针滴答的转动着,回想自己这一年来的一举一动,我苦笑,自己也不相信自己会步入目前这样的一个生活场景,佩服自己当初莫大的勇气,惊愕自己当初大胆的想法,那么,既然做了,就不会后悔。因为在失去一些东西的时候,我同时也在收获着,小时候很多个小愿望在一一实现着,从小妈妈给予的公主生活,人们称赞的话语,外出的学习,和伙伴们在一起的欢声笑语,现在又拥有过了人人羡慕的王子的爱,有过这一切就足够了,即使这一刻结束我的生命,我也无怨无悔。我想说如果不去追寻不去尝试,连实现的机会都没有,哪怕是小的愿望。 在2013年末,我的20个春秋以完整度过,我的青春期也随着时间的洪流而消逝,灰姑娘将落笔于此,而今后我将继续我的旅途! 蓝玲笔(语录集)2011-2013.

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There is no sound in autumn, walking out of the humid and hot summer, intoxicated by the distant sky and the light clouds, stopping and looking at the colorful autumn, it really stands shoulder to shoulder. Although people are more impatient in their hearts, the pace of autumn is still constant, but once the smell of autumn spreads, there will be more incomparable meanings. The ancients said: one leaf falls and knows the autumn of the world. It seems that the fallen leaves are flying, which is destined to be the unique and touching classic picture of autumn. It seems that we have to wait until late autumn to encounter such a picture. Autumn gives people almost the same impression, but in the south, north, east and west, every region has its own characteristics in autumn, and the nodes of time seem to be different. Who is called the east and west, crossing the North and South, such a long road, autumn can only be reached step by step. Time goes on and on tirelessly. Autumn gets deeper day by day. The temperature is getting colder and colder day by day. The leaves on the tree also change color day by day, orange, yellow, purple and crimson, chu Zhe Dan red, colorful and miscellaneous, very good. One day, it seems to be very casual. Looking around, all kinds of colors in autumn are changing endlessly. When a gust of wind comes, a new color can be changed, and it is good to mix and dye, whether it is mixed or not, it is the natural reality in front of us. There is no doubt that the accurate expression can not be found at that time. In this way, autumn changes and ups and downs around the world, and draws the outline of thousands of mottled colors. Every year, autumn is surrounded by the world in this way. You can’t help thinking, sighing or even thinking lightly, sense thousands! Although autumn in the south of the Yangtze River is always walking slowly, the breath of Autumn always infects everyone. It can even be said that autumn is in everyone’s heart, between the thoughts of the world, whether it is harvest, mature, full of profits and losses, colorful, autumn, there will always be endless excitement, endless hope, everyone’s eyes, heart, there is an autumn that belongs to oneself and can hardly be replaced. The autumn wind is getting colder, the solar term is getting deeper, and leaves are making changes in life unconsciously. Life itself has a certain color, but it is often ignored by the world. The autumn wind blows, the Autumn Dew is full, the autumn light is long, a tree leaves, feel the seasonal changes, feel the time delay, or red or yellow, fade away the original green, even the last journey, there must be a dazzling moment! This kind of feeling is easy to remind people of the autumn engraved in their hearts. It should be the weather of September and October in the lunar calendar. The temperature was slightly cool and no frost was found. The leaves on the mountains seemed to change completely different colors in three to five days. Yellow, yellow, red, bright, and mixed with some emerald green, it is completely a picture of autumn which is hard to describe. The eye-catching color always brings more unspeakable surprises. Yellow is not pure yellow, the shades and shades are different, and the red color is not even red and bright, and the thick and light are uneven, plus the green dyed with autumn light, the ease and heaviness are very different, every kind of luster shown will not be the same. Even if it is subtle, it is also Ingenious. It can be said that the colors are mixed, reflecting each other, and purple, orange and yellow are various. Even with Pan, also-like endless mountain autumn, Ridge scenery. Autumn should be everyone’s autumn, but there is no doubt that autumn is definitely everyone’s autumn. Although autumn light is graceful and elegant, I believe everyone will have more feelings, or in other words, the respective interpretations of autumn, sorrow and joy, are numerous, but no matter how to interpret, how to write, how to describe, the real and natural autumn is always exposed in front of the world, never stick to everyone’s reading. The alternation of spring and autumn is the everlasting rule of nature. Therefore, with the germination of spring, the decline of autumn must be indispensable. One year old and one year old, it becomes a classic sign of life of a tree leaf. Although the tender green of spring will turn into colorful autumn, and the tension of spring will gradually converge in the autumn breeze, we cannot doubt the temperature and inner power of life, even if it is withered into mud, can’t the mottled colors at this moment be seen as the blooming of life in the end? When the leaves are red and the leaves are yellow, in addition to the silent flowing time and the ever-changing seasonal changes, there are also many implications, which are worth tasting and leaving people a sigh of emotion, not only about life, about time, about experience and persistence.

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There were only the footsteps of the clock and the voice of the computer in the whole room. I didn’t sleep late on purpose or sleep too much during the day. I just felt my heart was small, but troubles came one after another. The brain is still buzzing in the hard cranial cavity, and the nerve is worn to cause pain. I was not in a hurry to achieve anything. I just felt that I had been in a hard time for a day and couldn’t get rid of depression and depression. I just suddenly felt that I was used to staying up late. Since when I began to like to hide my mood with words, I have no way to recall. I remembered Fragmentary things at first I just liked them, but later I was possessed, addicted like smoking opium. Finally, I carried a heavy snail shell on my back, and finally I began to miss that relaxed and free self. Nostalgia is still nostalgia after all. In addition to sighing helplessly at the night, what can be saved. None of us can refuse to grow up. Under The Chase of time, we have to force ourselves to grow up, to learn to feel pain and depression, and to carry our heavy dreams. Gradually, I got used to staying up late. On the night of December, the living Air was locked in the cold water, and the condensed air sucked the residual temperature in the dormitory greedily. The nerve is like circling in the cranial cavity, trying to drill a tunnel that can bathe in the morning light and rain. I rubbed the leaping Temple and leaned against the same cold mud wall. I know I am laughing, the outside world is still dark, but you don’t know. I don’t want to fall asleep, and I don’t want to let you who have been dancing for a day save your energy. It was just thrown into the swamps unwillingly. Comfort yourself from time to time, contentment and happiness. But how can we stop the spread and growth of desire. Don’t you want to stop walking in a hurry in the past, don’t you say to yourself that this is enough. It’s just that the dream has been put aside for too long, and I don’t have the courage to sink and be confused. Maybe we walked too fast and relaxed, and finally we encountered a stumble in the last step. The successful publication and signing of contracts, the steady rise of click rate, and the desire also gradually expanded. Constantly propagandizing, updating, climbing the list, revising and perfecting, finally came to an end, and crazily sought Publishing. There was something crazy behind me. I didn’t dare to think about it. I could only quietly look at the cold night and the white wall with moonlight. Closing the notebook, I suddenly fell into endless darkness, just like falling into a muddy swamp. The Darkness oppressed my eyeballs, pores and nerves. Say good night to every cell in your body, and run with heavy dreams tomorrow.

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Not to mention the overall effect of the 2013 Spring Festival Gala directed by Feng Xiaogang, but where did the selected song time go already made me sigh with emotion. This song in annual 30 this particular time in millions of Chinese attention of Spring Festival Gala this specific sung on stage not fire is impossible, this is probably this evening party of a big bright spot.

Where is the time? From young and beautiful young boys and girls to gray-haired old men and women, everyone is thinking. A bosom friend countless. The touching melody and the plain lyrics that poke people’s hearts are full of joy and tear. Express the voices of countless people, pointing to the most vulnerable place in countless people’s life emotions.

Where is the time? Asking yourself is also asking others.

Most of the young people born in the 1980 s have become parents, approaching or reaching the age of establishment. Can countless failures of career and countless loneliness and helplessness in independent life not resonate emotionally? In the middle age of the generation of 70 s, there are both the top and the bottom, and the work is satisfactory? Mortgage slave Hu? Che Nu Hu? Perplexed when looking back that year, time like short-lived nothing has youth not. I haven’t enjoyed it. I’m young and old. And remember what your parents see for yourself, feeling children life what so when free? After 50 and 60 years, the eyes of the world have not been taken good care of, and there are only wrinkles left in the half life of daily necessities. Front old tree long Bud, yard dead tree and Bloom. The moon will still climb up tomorrow. Youth? It was the laughter of 30 years after year that dimmed the black hair.

Where is the time? If the ancient people’s feelings like dreams are more philosophical enlightenment, then this song is the immersion of more human emotions and the collapse of the emotional flood in everyone’s soul. If it is said that the pleasure of ancient people’s life is the indulgence or raging of life, then this song is the emotion and pride after life experience.

Written in 2014 nian lunar January 1.

Revised on Lantern Festival in 2014.

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For me, finding a different place to spend a wonderful evening every day is a compulsory course after work every day. Generally, we have dinner at five o’clock, and then go out of the city. We first set a direction and then go to find it. Today, I don’t want to rest in the place I stayed yesterday, so I change a place. There is no best, only better. I feel this every day! I spent a lot of time on the place tonight. First, I wandered by the river. Many places needed to stop the car, and then walked to see the environment. I am in good spirit, striding forward, running in a place with piles of stones. I want to see both the scenery and the road. I want to see my mobile villa. Can I move there. Today, I walked a lot and ran all the way in the wild where the night wind blew. Finally, I found this wonderful place like heaven. My Villa could be as close to my paradise as possible: the tailgate was opened, there are many rape fields outside, which are distributed step by step in the undulating hillsides and ditches, with orderly stacking but different shapes; Some streams and trees, naturally scattered along the ridge of the rape field, the branches were covered with green new leaves; Several peach trees, plum trees and pear trees were planted among them, and the flowers spread all over the branches with different colors, white is dazzling, pink is shy, red and purple, in the background of cauliflower lime yellow colorful, each enchanting. Birds are chirping in the branches, fields and flowers, It seems that this is also their paradise! Oh, this is their paradise! I am the guest here, how can I focus on anti-customer? But looking back, if I don’t come here, these beautiful scenery will also be here. I am travellers from all over the world. Travellers are boundless. Wherever I go, my home will be wherever I go! On this spring night, this is my home! Facing such a beautiful scenery, I don’t want to close the window. I would rather wrap the quilt around my legs than open the window to enjoy the scenery. I am stunned by the smell! Although it was already late and the night was closed, I could not see it at all, only the light of the window of the farm on the hillside was so bright, but I could still listen to the birds singing at night and smell the fragrance of flowers! There is no star or moon in the sky, and the outline of the distant mountain is slightly dark and obviously undulating, Only the vigorous and powerful spine can be seen. The dogs in the village barked a few times, and the insects in the grass seemed to be singing. Some cars were swaying over the road in front of the village, and there were some sparse voices. At this time, a classmate called me, I said a few words and then hung up, unwilling to break this peace. The night here is quiet. I just want to smell the dark fragrance of flowers here for a while, listen to the Bird’s night singing for a while, smoke an old cigarette and drink a cup of fresh water, I spent a while dreaming in front of flowers tonight. Don’t dream, just think if there are fireflies, it will be better. If there is, I will make a pot of coffee, with the fragrance of flowers and birds, watching them fly in front of the villa, stunned till dawn

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