Once again, I set foot on the land of the country and kissed the green of the country. When the hot sunshine shines through the fruitful fruits of the farm, the three friends we met followed the steps of Mid-Autumn Festival to a wonderful vineyard and began a romantic journey of picking grapes. The string of grapes hanging on the vine, quiet, heavy, full of autumn love, smiled gently in the deep of the farmyard, whispered the Heart song, and sang the full sweet heart. With a pair of scissors and a basket, we bent down and floated into the vineyard full of dark fragrance. There are strings of purple grapes full of particles hanging on a row of grape racks. When you face the lovely fruit, the scissors in your hand really don’t know which string will be good, first, I picked one and tasted it. Cautiously, just like a bird who was afraid of flying away and resting in the shade of the tree, I picked one and put it on my lips. I took a sip of it gently, with a faint scent, the sweet smell goes straight into my heart! When strings of grapes bigger than my palm were put into baskets, when baskets of grapes sank to the farm house where I couldn’t carry them, our hands were full of sweet grape juice, sticky and Sweet, like a lollipop wrapped in honey, filled with the mystery and romance of rose fragrance. My heart has already been filled with beauty, enjoying the joy of pastoral and harvest. Dear friends, you may as well invite your family or friends to the orchard of the farm in your spare time, meet with the fruitful fruits and put baskets of sweetness into your heart……

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In the afternoon at the end of February, sitting on the bus, there was a clean and broad road ahead. Two rows of yellow leaves of French Wood Indus beside Wenzhi Street were bathed in the broad sunshine, and the days were leisurely, lazy and beautiful, stealing leisure in the busy city reminds people of the dusk in the sunset. When the car stopped at one stop, several delicate faces came into view, exuding youthful vigor and sweetness, and reflecting the road in the sunshine ahead, the city was not without beauty, just as the usual busy streets also have Leisure beauty inadvertently, the road is clear, looking forward to the socks, flowing back. It is not that youth has never been here, but that it has no consciousness when it is flourishing, and it just misses it. You once told me that the starry sky is very beautiful. The starry sky in summer night is dotted with thousands of stars like snow on the Treetop. The Wind in summer night blows from all directions, refreshing and refreshing. There are occasionally two frogs ringing in the endless rice fields, you asked me to return from the road under the starry sky. I looked at my muddy legs. I didn’t go back alone until the stars sank into the Milky Way. I missed the stars all over the sky and you under the starry sky. You once asked me to enjoy the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, saying that you would prepare a few glasses of red wine and some moon cakes. You asked your two sisters to watch the moon and read poems together on the open-air platform on the top floor, and I was so tired of, the red wine is so sweet that I didn’t come to your house for sleeping. After the clock was turned, I began to get up in clothes, watching the moonlight like silver, thousands of households, the moon coming out of the moon, the Jiao people, the bright moon, thousands of miles, one person’s own reward. Miss your appreciation and excitement. You are on the opposite side of the road. If the grass is slightly exposed and the fiber is like willows, I can only see you passing across the road, and it is too late for the long life to have a crossing of electric light and Firestone, I expect you, but I have to miss it. Life once gave me sunshine, bright starry sky and bright moonlight, but I stayed at the moment when I once paid attention to you, missed the stars and the moon, and had nowhere to trace you. I wasted my youth and was always walking in the corner outside the beautiful scenery. I missed the bustle and harmony of my friends just because I couldn’t walk out of your beauty. If we had never met, I could not find the meaning of life. We have met and I have no life. You are my sun, moon and stars, spring flowers and autumn reality, and all of my life and life, It is a pity that fate is doomed to miss and cannot meet.

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Wandering is a kind of poison, and traveling is the process of disease. Once you fall in love with this feeling, peace will be difficult and beyond redemption. Life is like a journey. You don’t have to care about the destination, but the scenery along the way and the mood of watching the scenery. I like this sentence, love it so much. It seems that there is never a real end on the road of life. The wider the boundary, the wider the horizon, the wider the territory and the bigger the mind. The distant and profound vision is not only the exploration, what is thick and tortuous is not only the steps of trudging, but also the spray that never stops moving forward in the long river of history. The Sky of human beings is always light and gentle in thinking. When I started writing, it was more like talking with another age. I told him that today, he showed my future, and his memory inserted words from time to time. Sometimes I also doubt: do I want to grow more into him, or do he envy me for being younger? There was no answer. I stopped talking to myself habitually, facing the mist of Dawn, driving the fire of the city and the night in other places. I entered the normal state and packed into the misty and rainy life. A person’s life is destined to be crazy about these two things: fall in love with a person with stories and walk out of the circle where others have lived enough to see. In July, I went on a trip. At the age of my twenties, I followed Yu Hua’s “going out at the age of eighteen. The other side is not the destination, just to take another bus, meet other people and listen to other stories and songs. If you want to attach some meaning, it is: expand invisible imagination with limited vision. I once fell in love with the TV program “home far away, North Latitude 30” at 6 o’clock in the evening. In fact, the best way for a person to know his hometown is to stay away from the reunion after that. There is no permanent home, and hometown is only the last stop for our ancestors to settle down. When I set out, I couldn’t help thinking like this. Lin Youjia’s song rang in my ears: If I wasn’t sad enough, I couldn’t fly, but I didn’t have a dream. Why did I always wander in the distance, but I had never seen the ocean. I read the network log of the bicycle westward journey again. I want to go out and have a look. Yes, it’s not only about starting, but also about the purpose. Since I was a child, there was a stream of unruly blood that never stopped playing tricks. I always wanted to be an unruly swordsman, wandering around the world, visiting all the famous mountains and rivers around the world, and starting my wandering dream. The South is the place where flowers and Willow sleep in the traditional sense, the city of tenderness and wealth, the hometown of mountains and rivers, the delicate cultural scenery, the thick and heavy culture deposits, the deep exploration of poetry and books, and the construction of historical character, maybe we should go there for a walk, walk into the South country, take a look at the water villages, let dreams no longer be dreams, and Jiangnan is no longer just a symbol of orientation and pure imagination. Cars are mobile homes, which largely replace the pace of travel and the choice of routes. Tourism has unique attainments in weakening the process of exploration and the fun of journey, people follow the trend and tend to be consistent. Even if they go out, they often lose their relationship with work and utility. Taking off the pure coat, we only have the essence of dreams. Besides, we are poor students, looking at the existence of different things with the same novel eyes, and then shrugging our shoulders with a bitter smile to continue our journey. It is a pity that there is not a ticket to the tourist destination, and I am also very lucky that tie zi has accompanied him all the way. It’s not a new car Express, nor a crowd. We just want to go out and walk in some quiet corners. What kind of mood is waiting for the bus? In the extent of despair, we denounced overstepping, and sighed in the surprising attention. However, we are still US. No one has made too many changes for anyone. The road is still that road, what changes is just the back and mood. On the road of life, on the road of life, all chances are based on luck. The journey is just like this. The messy situation becomes clear again, so is life. The good things emerge cracks again. In fact, human is a reed that can think, and a carp scientist who can think has its philosophy. However, I was more like a loach. I climbed to the shore on a rainy day and got back with a glimpse. I don’t know the reason outside, but I know there are some different things that I can’t understand at that time. I long for a wandering moment more than the afternoon before the rocking fan. I hope that when people in a foreign land and the days flashing through their pupils, I like the afterglow of the western sky infecting the figure of xisuo, feel the pulse of a city in a quiet night, wake up some familiar memories and think of someone warmly. Then he turned around and forgot himself. He woke up the next day to embrace the sunrise of another country and started a new life with his luggage. Wandering is like a duckweed, and one day after growing up, it is bound to travel far away. The water rises, reliving childhood dreams and depicting new water surface. On the bus, there was “Westward Journey”. I don’t know how many times I watched it. It was like a madman who watched it for more than 20 times in high school and still enjoyed it to the extreme extent. Such as “the records of the western regions of the Tang Dynasty”, “Robinson Crusoe”, “The Travels of Xu Xiake” and the series of works of autumn rain, as if I was the author at those nights, along their footprints and their eyes, sometimes there was a gentle walk across the mountains and rivers, and also the delicacy in front of the small rest flowers, the smiley pride in the Spring Mountains, and there was no lack of uninhibited humor. When I arrived at the place where the writing ability was not enough and the image was not clear, I was temporarily sent out of the window on the tired way. What kind of travel experience and dissatisfaction is this! Now it seems that the general image of hometown is a village together with its relatives. When wandering, it becomes a spiritual home that often stays in, which is constantly constructed and clear by myself in my mind. If it is said that wandering anywhere without purpose will not find a destination, then reading with imagination can be regarded as a long journey. If you have to think that the distant place where you put your foot into it can be called travel, then I can only make up a new definition: it is an experience process of spiritual growth, the significance to an individual is greater than its growth itself. For example, for reading, all practical activities have the situation of borrowing strength to varying degrees, which has nothing to do with footsteps. Stay is just a state of travel, and the moment of departure is already on the way to the next stop. On July day, the child’s face changes when he says it changes. It rained a moment ago, and it was hot and stuffy and difficult to resist heat. Tiredness could easily become a decent reason for staying. Any moment could be a torment, but once you set out, you must go on, just as there is no decision for nothing and no mistake that cannot be understood.

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Youth seems to be a gorgeous bluff, which is too late to cover and wander in the middle. I began to look forward to it, confused and arrogant. Then, it was severely broken, dilapidated and messy. Therefore, that gorgeous performance slowly disappeared after the baptism of a storm. I thought that a higher pursuit could be launched in the fiery youth, and then I could have a beautiful dream, enjoy the time of overnight fame when I woke up, and stand proudly on the road waiting for being recognized, to feel the thunderous applause. That kind of applause seemed to be Ruddy in the morning glow, and the brightest light in the sunset. It seemed that people all over the world were cheering for themselves. However, they woke up and broke up. The short light is like the sunshine in winter afternoon. Although warm, it is very short. The sound coming from the headphones was like the youth of that year, and after a dynamic selection and withdrawal, it was a feeling that could not be concealed. We suffered a disastrous defeat in our youth. Therefore, I cried, felt painful and tired, and finally learned to be strong, telling myself that this was the sublimation of youth. After those pale days, I learned to laugh and see the world. Erase the edges and corners that used to appear in youth; Replace those ways that used to face unhappiness; Leave those lively scenes that once thought could highlight themselves; lost the glory that made me proud of it, and walked out of such a fiery youth. Even if my eyes were burnt, I still smiled, just because laughing was to stop crying.

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Normally, most of the riverbed will be exposed when the sky is dry and the water is thin, showing a dense and greatly Broken River beach stone on the river beach. The water of the Moon River is so clear that the pebbles on the riverbed and the floating aquatic plants on the pebbles can be seen through the water surface. In spring, the warm sunshine shines on the mountains and rivers, the beaches and the water surface of the Moon River. The river is like a fluttering jade belt, shining brightly in the spring sunshine, reflecting the colorful sunshine. In summer, it is hard to get rid of the summer heat. When you can’t sit at home, you can put a towel on your shoulder, swinging leisurely, whistling to the river bank to sink your whole body into the water, letting the cool river cool down and cool yourself. In autumn, enjoying the cool autumn wind, with fishing rod on shoulder and bait, choose a place with beautiful quiet water, get close to nature, relax, see the floating on the water being touched by fish, and amuse them, throw away all troubles and put the whole body and mind into tension and joy. Moon River Fish Beauty. In spring, the peach blossom flood season fish began to breed and be active. The fishes formed companions and lined up in a row. They walked against the water and played in the beautiful water of the Moon River. The most beautiful fish in the Yuehe River should be Huang sang (the local villagers call it maijiang). In the summer and autumn, every time after a flood, the villagers on the bank of Yue River would seize the opportunity to set up fish beams and fish on the narrow section of the river. According to the local villagers, in the early days, someone once picked up hundreds of Jin of wheat straw in a fish Fang one night. Maijiaer looks like catfish, but it is different from catfish. Most of them are not long enough, weigh less than Jin, have no scales, are yellowish all over the body, have smooth and smooth flesh, have thick flesh and less thorns, and are all good in steaming, braised and. When cooking, it is cooked slowly with condiments such as scallion, Jiang Mo, pepper, garlic clove, pepper, salt, soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, cooking wine, monosodium glutamate and so on, which is more delicious. Maijiaer is rich in protein and fat, which has a better dietary therapy effect on people who are weak, weak and malnourished. Maijiaer is also a good product for lactation, and has the functions of nourishing yin, nourishing blood, tonifying middle qi, appetizing appetite and diuresis. It is a necessary food for women to receive dietary therapy and nourish after childbirth. The maijiaer of Yuehe is a little famous in the local area, and is snapped up on the market at the price that the market price per jin is multiple than that of the same amount of carp. Moon River Stone. I often walk on the river beach. There are many stones on the beach, with different stone shapes, different stone qualities, numerous patterns and infinite interest. When people walk on the beach, they look for it in the stone. Sometimes they will get a digital stone, sometimes they will get a modeling stone, and sometimes they will get a pattern stone. Walking on the river beach, you will gain something when you pay attention to it. How cheap and how much! The Moon River Beauty Stone once attracted players from dozens of miles around to enjoy their homes. They went to the Moon River beach to look for beauty Stone on foot, hitchhiking, climbing mountains and mountains. One day, Mr. Wang, who was famous for loving stones, appreciating stones and playing stones, came to the Moon River Beach. I saw Mr. Wang carrying a canvas bag on his shoulder, holding a blackboard brush in his hand, walking on the stone, looking for his eyes on the beach, and turning over the stones on the beach from time to time. Suddenly, Mr. Wang’s eyes lit up, the cat picked up a stone which was turned over by his waist, picked it up hurriedly to the edge of the water and withdrew the sticky silt from the stone with a plate brush. Two black stone patterns on the yellow mud stones are highlighted. The two black stones look like two birds, which are symmetrical in a diagonal angle. Although the pattern can not be compared with the vivid pattern in meticulous painting, it is very similar to the natural stone pattern. Mr. Wang named the stone and depended on each other, which was really appropriate. It could be called Shi Zhichun and Shi was a famous student. Moon River beautiful stone in beach, beach beautiful stone out Moon River. Perhaps under the influence of Mr. Wang, I became increasingly interested in beautiful stones. I found several pieces to watch in my spare time to enjoy the beauty of the Moon River, the beauty of fish, the beauty of the stone and the enjoyment of getting close to the Moon River.

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Life, emotion seems to force me, huh! It is really hateful. I knew it would be better, but I always liked to think about it. My heart was always pounding and I couldn’t calm down. His appearance had a great influence on me. Anyway, youth was a bet. As I grew older, I even attached great importance to my life-long events. How? I couldn’t figure it out. Everything was because of his appearance. My friend said, since I like it, I should fight for it! However, I really feel a little tired and tired. If I really try my best to pursue, but he can’t get rid of the other side all the time, then, am I still bearing this injury and pain? I don’t have the courage. I don’t want to be so passive, so tired, so stupid, so stupid. I don’t want to lose too miserably and hurt myself to the heart. Even if I really love it, It will not reach this point. Girls, especially me, if I get to this point, then I will really become a captive of love, but I don’t want to be such a captive. The love in return makes me feel sick, it makes me feel sick, let alone pursue. Besides, I didn’t take the initiative to attack at the beginning. If he understood my heart clearly enough, he shouldn’t confess to me, so that we could get along better and longer as friends, had a better time. At the beginning, the hot heart and the hot heart became cold and cold now. When I was with him, I always felt that I was dealing with the general strange feeling, I couldn’t lift the momentum at all. That passion and excitement had already disappeared without a trace a few months ago. Naturally, this feeling comes from me personally. How can he feel it next to me? I have been trying hard to pretend that nothing has ever happened, pretending to smile in front of him. Only I know in my heart that the smile is not really from my heart, and that smile is a fake smile, it was a disguised smile, which even made me feel very annoying. Laughter, especially knowing laughter, is becoming more and more precious in my heart. The broken heart will naturally become much more indifferent. When you look at the world with a cold and gorgeous heart, you will naturally calm down a lot. The ups and downs of the world regard it as a common thing, no matter how big a blow goes to me, I will have enough courage to face it. I am qualified for this compulsory course of love! I don’t know why it is like this. It is true that I am not myself. Why should I do this? Hide, hide the truth behind everything. Others can hurt me, but I can’t hurt others. This is me, the real me, the original me. This appointment was purely in acting. I thought I was not lazy in acting, but I could pretend that nothing had happened. Behind this acting skill, has he ever known my sufferings and difficulties? If I was still so innocent before I met him, then I didn’t have to hide it at all. All the anger had to be vent like a volcano eruption and the earthquake would relieve my headache. But now I even lost the right to break out. I can’t live with such a heart all the time. I have to pursue and follow suit. So, I learned to walk alone. I am busy and busy alone. It seems that only in this way can I calm down, calm my impetuous heart and remove the distracting thoughts that should not appear in my heart. This big change of mentality stems from the fact that I really don’t want to continue with him. A visit to Shenzhen during the National Day is not without purpose at all. Every start or end must be meaningful. If you make up your mind that you don’t want to continue worrying about this matter, you must act naturally. Indifference is not my strong point, but emotions force me everywhere, making me unable to help myself. Then, I can’t help it either. At the dusk of emotion, the night had come. At the dark night, the biting cold wind came towards me, blowing people into shiver.

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The fallen flowers shed dust, tears, makeup and beauty; The Cold Moon is indifferent to the cold of Tsinghua University, The Willows depend on each other, and the years are drunk in the world of mortals; The wine is clear and the wind is clear, and the sorrow is for the cold rain, the flowers are scattered all over the world, but now, seeing the smoke and smoke spreading through the city, the sand can’t be washed, the silent trace of blood and rain is just the sadness of carving, the traces of Falling Flowers and hoodies are carved, and the dust is empty, so is, the sad songs of the autumn leaves with Yang flowers all over the path, like blowing shadows, disappeared; Thinking bit by bit, the neon night market was still singing and dancing, feather clothes were floating, the Tang Dynasty was sad and sighed, who could see the world, the noble concubine looked like, in the green gauze tent, the moon of the song Building, the wind of the West Building, the Wild Goose character of the West Building went back to Ye luoqiao pool to watch the shadow. The dust was full of paths and looked at the fence to see where to return, still, the plan, yellow flowers will bloom tomorrow, and the spring breeze will be in the coming year. Scattered, the other shore is wandering

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A refreshing air with soil breath came towards us. We suddenly came, enjoying the beautiful scenery outside the window excitedly, and the mountains were full of spring. Green wheat surged layers of green waves in the breeze; Golden waves appeared from time to time in the green ocean. It turned out that pieces of golden rape flowers were rippling in the wind! Everyone was immersed in the picturesque scenery of the countryside. I suddenly thought that this was the most beautiful village in my hometown? Unconsciously arrived at the destination, and the people who participated in the labor had arrived one after another. Everyone greeted each other and consciously devoted themselves to the labor. Today is a systematic tree planting, people who are used to living in the city have few opportunities to participate in such activities. Under the arrangement of organizers, everyone undertakes different labor processes respectively. Some were digging tree pits, some were carrying saplings, some were cultivating soil, and some were watering. A busy scene of labor was really hot. As a person who came out of the countryside to work in the city for many years, it is a long-lost thing to go back to the countryside for the first time to participate in such a big scene of Labor. Many of them have the same feelings as me. No one feels tired and bitter. Labor becomes a kind of enjoyment, and the inner happiness is incomparable! After planting a batch of saplings, We volunteered to participate in the labor of other groups, planting flowers, fruits and so on. While we were working, we were chatting; During the period, the organizer invited us to have a rest and drink, so we took a rest. About a moment to plant new saplings are coming again! I greeted excitedly: I am working!. Everyone is working again. Cooperate with each other, work and cooperate with each other, and be happy! At this moment, I felt a long-lost feeling. The unintentional contact between people in modern cities and the true feeling came back again! Everyone was exposed naturally in the labor. There was no distinction between unfamiliar and unit. Some were coordinated labor and some were sincere friendship, especially the friendship formed in this kind of labor. I was shocked! I am crying in my heart and thinking deeply about the modern intense work, fast-paced life, all kinds of troublesome trivial matters and the pressure of competition. It makes people feel a little lost or numb! But the innocence in everyone’s heart is not lost. This is not here. Don’t you just find the long-standing feeling? I really feel that everyone is infected! Time passed quickly. More than two hours passed, and the Labor task was also completed, but everyone was still not satisfied! On the way back, I suddenly remembered a sentence that the progress of human civilization is the product of labor, yes! Labor makes people united, Labor makes people progress, and Labor makes people happy! Happy work! Happy Labor!

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An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018)

January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s…

Be a person who never stops growing up

Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018)

January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,…

An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018)

January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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